Ed jumped off the train and ran off in the direction of his old house. Not bothering to say hi to any of his old friends, or even neighbors.

"Brother! Wait for me!" Alphonse took after Ed.

"No time Al just hurry up!" It took Ed about a minute to run to his house, and it took two for Alphonse to run, but it took Al at least three to pry Ed off the giant rose.

"Where the HELL is the clue?"

"Brother, I think this is the clue. There might be something at the top, or even in the middle of it,"

"Well then let's tear this thing down," Ed jumped onto it, until Al pulled him off.

"Seriously brother? Think. Do you think that she would make it that easy to see?"

"I guess…" Ed got up and looked at the giant flower, then realized something was wrong, there weren't any thorns. Ed had planned on climbing up the thorns to the top to hunt around for a clue, but since there were no thorns, Ed knew there was only something he could see up there.

…

Violet was shaken awake from her slumber by sudden lurch. She went flying into another seat, face first.

"Ow, dammit," She got up and clutched her nose willing for there not to be any bleeding, and when her hand came back clean she relaxed. She looked up to see that she had reached her destination, East City. She realized that it wasn't the safest place by far hiding wise, but she knew that if she mixed up her pattern, she would be less predictable. She hoped out of the train and walked out into the streets. Ready for anything.

"Violet?!" Well almost everything. Violet turned and saw, to her dismay, Fuery.

"Fuck," Violet turned and ran like hell. Fuery tried to go after her, but considering he stepped on thorns about five blocks after he saw her, he quickly gave up the effort. I've gotta tell the Colonel that Violet's here in the city.

…

Shit, now I can't go back to the dorms like I planned. I knew I should have done something to my hair. Right now I need a hotel, then I can figure out what disguise I want. Violet wandered into a shady hotel a little while after running into Fuery. Perfect. She swung her hips up to the desk and asked for a room. The idiots behind the counter nodded and stared greedily at her breasts. Give'em what they want Vi, it'll be over soon. She cast wistful glance at one of the men and batted her eyelashes, the men were speechless and one finally got enough wits about him to hand her a room key. I hate when I have to sink to subduction. She snatched the key out of the man's hand and wiggling her fingers at the men and dashing up the stairs. She walked into her room flipping the lights on and flinging her suitcase onto the couch. She buried her head into the covers of the bed and sighed heavily. She rolled onto her back and found herself thinking of Ed. It had been six months since she had last seen him, and she was thinking of the mission before she decided to leave. Trinta, her home, no not her home. Not anymore. Her place was in the army. There was nothing there for her anymore. But she couldn't place why she felt such anger towards her home town. The only people who loved her were dead, and yet she couldn't bring herself to say goodbye.

…

"Hey Al! I found something," Ed called down to his baby brother from the top of the flower. Al looked up in time to see something flying at his helmet. Al brought his hand up and neatly snatched it out of the air.

"What is it Brother?"

"It's Violet, although I'm not sure where she's headed it's coded, and it's hard to crack," Ed rubbed his temple in frustration. Al looked down at the note:

Hey idiots it's about time you caught up to me. Ed 075432. Come here immediately! Tell Winry I said 5465. She'll know what to do. Oh and I've got automail! Now we're two of a kind Ed.

"Brother, do you think that this isn't a code?"

"Al, of course it's a code, why else would she use alchemy to tell us where she's been?"

"I'm going to go talk to Winry, Maybe she can help us sort this out,"

"Fine, my automail could use a quick tune-up anyhow," Ed shrugs and walks after Al hurriedly trying to polish the automail.

…

Knock, knock, knock. Violet opened her eyes and saw the sunlight streaming into the room. Wearily she turned over propped herself up on an elbow. The knocking became louder, she sighed and crossed the chilly floor and looked into the peephole, and recognized the person out there as being one of the men she tricked into letting her stay last night. She opened the door and shoved the man aside with her bag in tow, "There's some money on the bed. Thank you for letting me stay," She has her hair into a pony tail, much different from her usual face frame, her clothes are regular ones, and not the usual military get up, and the only thing that is the same on her is her silver pocket watch chain hanging down. I hope I'm not too noticeable, the only thing I still have left to change is my hair color. But I'll do that when I get to a bathroom. It wasn't two seconds later than she found someone coming out of a bathroom, and she was able to slip in without paying. She quickly filled the sink and dyed her hair a dull black, black wasn't her color, but she had to do something to cover her tawny hair.

She slipped out of the bathroom keeping her head tucked down she paced into the bustling city.

…

"Winry do you know what Violet meant by 5465?"

"What?! That's the code for trouble. How do you know about that?"

"It was on a note she gave us,"

"Lemme see that," Winry snatched the note out of Al's hand and read it over, once, twice, three times. Her eyes widened and she laughed, "That idiot she went where no one would even think she would go,"

"What where did she go Winry?"

"Calm down Ed," Winry looks up at him and grins, "Right now I want a look at my automail you're trying to hide," Her wrench seems just to poof into her hand as she took one look and saw that Ed had wrecked it once again. Ed took a wrench to the head and was down on the ground faster than anyone could blink. After Winry's usual rant she quickly got to work on repairing his automail.

"Winry do you know what Vi meant when she said we were two of a kind because of our automail?" Winry's hands stalled over Ed's arm before quickly getting back to maintenance.

"She… she was attacked before she came here, apparently some guys jumped her, and one crushed her wrist. She told me that she couldn't feel part of her arm when she arrived, and she cut it off herself so I could work with the undamaged nerves. I only gave her an automail hand, but she recovered faster than you, she only needed six months to do rehab, and when she left in the direction of your house that was the last time I saw her," Winry put the finishing touches on Ed's arm. She stood up and said, "She went back to East City," and left without another word leaving Ed wondering as to why she would go to such lengths to be hidden, yet go back to the one place most people would expect.