Roy bit back a growl. His head was spinning and his heart pulsed with hurt, but he wasn't yet ready to disgrace himself. Yet, as stated, yet. Which seemed odd, for wasn't he just standing on top of the hospital with every intension of committing suicide? Was he not still in love with the man who forgot everything about their relationship…?

He sighed, suddenly aware that growling at a doctor, who was intentionally winding the bandages too tight, was the least of his workload of worries. It balanced dangerously on the top, swaying the pile a bit, but it could be maintained, for now.

Soon, thankfully soon, the doctor quoted his usual "Stay out of trouble, Colonel. Honestly, people would think military personnel behaved…" as he left the room. Finally, after shrugging the words away, Roy was allowed to sink into the wave of free time and think.

There was something teething at the back of his mind, and it liked, which it continually did, to nip at his brain as it grew. That was what bore his headache, that he was sure, even more-so when he tried to shift through the thoughts.

They were mostly hazy and fragmented and lacked any sense whatsoever. In fact, the only comprehendible information sprouting for the gumming monster was a name. And that, clear as it was, didn't add up to anything, especially Edward's amnesia and Roy's broken heart.

Jean Havoc.

He rolled onto his side, frowning. Just where in the hell did Havoc fit into all this? Was he even important at all, or was the monster in his mind just playing more tricks on him?

To be truthful, something that grew tiresome to do, Havoc had helped Roy out on several occasions, even saved his life once or twice. But he was a failure at women and any dating topics whatsoever, which was what Roy needed close to more than he needed Edward's memory back. Still, he had nothing too important to do, so perhaps he would phone him later. Just to see what he was doing…or, if casual conversations died, if Havoc could indeed help out. Even a tiny bit would spark hope in Roy's chest again.

The monster settled, apparently satisfied with this decision, just when the door to Roy's room cracked open. Onyx eyes trailed to it lazily, not really caring who was going to stick a needle into him this time. They shot open, however, when they saw the most unlikely person standing there.

"Jean?!"

"Yo." Jean replied with a smile, unlit cigarette perching on his lip. He walked in, closing the door behind him, and took a seat next to the Colonel's bed. "Hawkeye sent me. Said something about checking up on you after what happened."

To say the least, Roy was shocked, and a wee bit appalled his subordinates didn't visit him until now. He opened his mouth to say something about the matter, but he was cut off when Havoc continued talking.

"Yeah, yeah." He started, eyeing the look on Roy's face with another smile and a quirk of a handsome eyebrow. "Hawkeye also told me to apologize for not visiting sooner. Ya'know, with you gone, the paperwork has gone through the roof. We're all trying our best, but we're still only about half-way through with it." He gave the Colonel a wink. "And you and your girl trouble. Geez, that's where most of it came from."

"…So, you know?" Roy asked, his voice betraying the façade he tried to hide behind.

Jean blinked. "Everyone knows now, Roy. It was all in the newspaper, on the radio, everywhere. What kind of sedatives they givin' you?"

Suddenly, Roy didn't feel so good. Not only was it against the military's rules to have a relationship with other people in the military, but it was a huge mistake to be gay. He gave his forehead a smack, and the creature awoke again. Which was just great when your world was crumbling.

"So everyone knows that--"

"You were shot by Ruby, one of your former girlfriends, after dumping her." Havoc grinned, apparently loving the weird mix of relief and curiosity the spread over Roy's face.

"How did you pull that off?" An honest question. Roy and Ed were sent to the same hospital, during the same day. That had to ignite questions.

"Simple. We treated you in a military hospital a bit away and Ed was sent here immediately. Hawkeye managed, don't ask me how, to change the dates on the files. Ed, according to the medical files, has been here for over a week. And you, well…nothing was changed in your records."

A wave of…God, Roy didn't know what spread over him. He felt as if he could walk right into Edward's room, kiss him deeply, and everything would be alright. The youth would remember everything, would forgive Roy, would even kiss him back to prove it was all right. Roy also felt as if he should thank Havoc and everyone that helped him and Edward. Which, he thought a while later, was exactly what he was going to do.

Then a thought struck him. What if their loyalty…wavered because of Roy's…erm…sex interest?

"Havoc? I have a question."

"Shoot."

"Do you…um, think lower of me because I'm in love with Edward?"

"Hm…" Jean lit his cigarette as he shook his head. "Why would I? I mean, now I get a chance at all the girls you won't go out with!"

Laughter exploded from both their throats. What Havoc said was true, and that made both of them feel better. Roy for his subordinates still followed him loyally, and Jean for his new catalog of female dating potentials.

They talked for a while, about stupid things as men so often find themselves doing, and neither noticed when the door opened for a second time.

"Oh! Colonel Mustang, you have a visitor?"

The men turned around, acknowledging the newest addition to the room. What greeted them, to much of Havoc's delight and Roy's dismay, was a nurse. A blonde, big-breasted cliché of a nurse who's name was Sally.

She made her way over to him, her strides tiny as if to prolong what Roy knew was coming. Havoc, who watched her with half-lidded eyes, didn't seem to notice or mind when Sally paid no attention to him. She sat down on Roy's bedside, gently cupping his cheek with a fine manicured hand.

"Aren't you going to introduce us?"

"Yes Roy, are you?" Jean asked, starry-eyed.

The raven-haired man sighed. "Sally, Jean. Jean, Sally. Now, past that. Time for my shots, isn't it?"

She nodded. "And you check-up, dearest!"

Roy merely grimaced. "Great…"

After an hour, Sally stood up, smiling at Roy with highly glossed lips. "All good, hun. You should be out of here soon if you keep up as you have."

"Good to know. I'll try." It's a bit hard with a broken heart…but, I'll try.

She gave him a sharp nod, then started to walk away. "Oh!" Sally turned to Havoc; it wasn't hard to see the joy in his eyes. She just plucked the newest joint out of his mouth. "No smoking, sir! Thank you." Then she left, but not without a wink aimed at Roy.

"Nevermind, I totally hate you. You're gay, yet all the women still hit on you!"

Roy chuckled and shook his head. "Sorry. Can't be helped. I am good-looking."

"Would Edward say that? You pedophilic queer?"

"Heh…maybe…" Ah, the monster, who was resting, awoke and started to scream at him. Fun.

Jean took a cigarette out from his pocket. He didn't care what some bitch nurse said, he was going to smoke, damnit! "Hm? Maybe? Aren't you guys, ya'know, still together?"

Roy shook his head. "No…Edward's forgotten everything."

Luckily, Havoc hadn't yet lit the joint, so it left not a burn on him when it fell from his mouth. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Edward…can't remember anything? At all?"

"So it would seem…I went to see him in his room one night."

He shrugged off Havoc's "pervert" and continued. "To see if he was doing alright…He didn't even recognize me, Havoc. I was just a nameless person in his room when he woke up…Do you know how much that hurt?"

"No…but, damn, it sounds harsh. Any hope of him remembering you? Ever?"

Roy shrugged. "I don't know…I'm afraid the answer will be no….So, I was thinking…maybe I have to make him fall in love with me again."

Jean nodded. "Makes sense. Can you do it though?"

"I really don't know…"

"Well…how'd you do it the first time?"

Oi-vey …./kills self/ I'm so uber sorry for messing this all up. I accidentally posted the 13th chapter over this…thus deleting it. Took me forever to find it and even longer to actually have a chance to re-post this back up (there was sooooo many viruses on my computer…I couldn't pull up the internet half the time).

But, here it is…good as it'll ever be.

Sorry again, me fans….if I still have any out there.

-- Ele.