Chapter 6: A Not So Happy Reunion

Seeing Pride made Dayna very happy over the next few days, but she stared to feel weak one day when she came into work. The secretary had noticed that she was coughing quite a bit, but she said it was nothing. She decided to walk to the lounge to get a coffee before her daily routine.
She waved hello to everybody and made her way to get her drink. She didn't make it very far when she started to cough, tripped over her own feet and then she passed out!

"Dayna!" Hawkeye cried out.

Breda ran over and caught hold of Dayna before she hit the floor.

"Don't worry. I got her!"
"Quick! Bring her over to the couch!"

Dayna opened her eyes to see six pairs staring back at her. Her vision was blurry, head throbbing and she felt warm all over.

"Are you ok?" asked Furey
"My God, she's awfully white."
"She's got a high fever. Dayna? Can you hear me? It's me Riza"

Dayna sighed through the fever and gave a slight smirk.
"Hi"

Armstrong came and handed her a cup of hot coffee and helped her sit up.

"How did you catch this cold?"
"I think it was because I got caught in that storm the other day. I spilled my groceries on the ground and it took a while to gather them up"
"You could have called a taxi"
"It was too late then, don't worry, I'll be fine. I have some medicine at home"
"Well, we called a taxi to take you home. Get some sleep and we'll come by later"

When the car brought her home, she took a hot bath and went to take some medicine. When she opened the cabinet, the container was empty.

"Shit"

Dayna didn't want to call and trouble Riza or the others, so she just crawled into bed and was asleep in no time.

**

The window opened that night and Pride came in through into the house. He walked up to the bed and saw Dayna asleep. He poked her with his finger and whispered her name. She rolled over and Pride saw that she was sick,

"Pride, you came"
"You don't look to well"
"I'm afraid that I'm not going to be very good company tonight. Sorry"
"Is there anything I can do?"
"You could pick me up some more medicine,"

Dayna sat up in bed and grabbed her purse; she pulled out some money, a pad of paper and a pencil. She wrote something down and handed it to Pride.

"That's what I need and here's some money for it. There's a pharmacy in town square"
"All right. I'll be back," said Pride as he leaped out of the window.

**

It didn't take Pride long to come back with the medicine. Before Dayna knew it, he came in through the window again and handed her the medicine. She took it and after a while, a good chunk of the fever went away.

"Thanks Pride, I feel better all ready"

Pride sat at the foot of her bed with a happy smile on his face.
Dayna got up and walked towards a radio that was in a corner, she told Pride that it was broken and she had been trying to fix it for weeks and that she wanted to see now if it worked. She fiddled with the knobs and was relieved when she finally got sound.
A song came on and she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around to see Pride behind her.

"What is it Pride?"

He took her hands and held her close, before she realized anything, he started moving back and forth, and he was dancing with her! She was so happy; she closed her eyes and moved along with her. Dayna was so into dancing that she didn't hear movement downstairs, coming upstairs and opened her door!

Standing in the doorway was Hawkeye, Havoc, Breda, Furey, Armstrong and Falman. They came over to see Dayna and it was quite a shock to see someone in there with her. Dayna looked up to see them standing there and then she saw Riza pull out her gun and point it at Pride!

"Riza? What the hell?"
"DAYNA! GET DOWN NOW!"

The gun went off and hit Pride square in the right shoulder! She was about to fire again when Dayna ran up and pushed her arm towards the ceiling, Pride clenched his shoulder and scurried into the closet.

"Dayna! What do you think you are doing?"
"I should ask you the same question!"
"That's a Homunculus. It has to die!" Riza screamed as she tried to wrestle her arm free, but Dayna held tight. The others were trying to help pry them apart and reason with them at the same time.
"RIZA! NO, DON'T SHOOT! DON'T SHOOT, IT'S ED!"

Riza and the others stopped struggling at Dayna's comment. She let go of Riza's arm and ran to the closet. She opened the door and crouch down.

"Pride? It's Dayna, are you ok? I'm sorry for what happened. I didn't know that was going to happen. You can come out now"
"Is anyone going to shoot at me again?"
"No, no one is going to hurt you. I promise"

She flashed an angry look at the others and asked them if they were going to try anything stupid again, they shook they're heads in agreement, even if they were frozen in place.
Dayna turned her attention back to the closet and leaned in forward.

"Come on Pride, they promised that they won't hurt you"

She put a hand out and they watched as another came out and took it. She got up and led out a boy out of the closet.
The others were shocked at the look of the blonde boy,

"What did you call him?"
"You heard me. You heard what I called him. Pride? These are my friends, say hello"

The boy named Pride turned to face the group of people, Riza and the other were shocked as ever when they saw his face, and they all knew it.

"Edward?"

Pride hid behind Dayna, not used to having so much attention. After bandaging his shoulder, Dayna suggested that they go downstairs and sit down.

**

When they went downstairs, Dayna decided to make Pride something to eat.

"So, you saw him that night in the storm?"
"Yeah, I didn't believe it at first, but he came to see me and now I'm positively certain"
"I wonder what happened"
"I don't know that either, he doesn't have any memories of his past. I've been filling him in, but I don't know how he ended up like this"

Pride was just sitting there enjoying his sandwich, when a large shadow covered him, he looked up…

"OH! EDWARD ELRIC! HOW I'VE MISSED YOU! I WAS SO WORRIED WHEN YOU DISAPEARED!"

Armstrong had his enormous arms around him, crushing Pride. Pride tried desperately to wiggle away from him, terrified. He managed to get away, but Armstrong wasn't finished and brought his hands over again, accidentally clubbing Pride at the side of the head, knocking him to the ground!