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And here we have chapter two. :D chapter three is already written as well… well it is possibly chapters three and four. But they are both two flashbacks… so yesh… anyway. Read on I don't have much else to say other than I am reallllly sore from dance yesterday. Probably have some what of a slight hangover as well. And REALLY wish I knew where james was but I havent heard from him at all ;( so im just sitting here giving you fanfic. I may go outside and write for a bit it looks really nice out.

Havoc closed the door to his apartment and locked it breathing heavily, He looked over at Riza and noticed she was just as out of breath as he was. It had started raining, and they had made a run for it. He looked over at her, she was just as soaked as he was, she smiled at him, but the smile didn't go all the way into her eyes. He kicked his boots off and she did the same thing, he smiled to himself they were falling back into their old rhythm they could be silent and it wasn't awkward he liked that, but also with getting the feel of her presence back, he felt that something was horribly wrong, she felt so much frailer, and getting a good look at her he realized she was pale and there were dark circles under her eyes, she looked almost as bad as she had in Ishbal, but than in ishbal they had all looked like that. He headed for the kitchen and she followed him. He put water in the tea kettle and put it on to boil, he turned on the fan above the stove and reached for the ash tray he kept in the cabinet.

"hawkeye, if you want to change I think there should be a pair of sweat paints and a shirt somewhere in my room, probably the top drawer of the dresser." he said and she nodded, not needing him to get up and get them for her. "After you get changed you are going to sit here, and tell me what is going on though."

"Yes, Yes, I know. You won't let me get away without telling you." Riza replied and started to head towards the bed room.

In the bedroom, she laughed typical havoc everything was a mess. Opening the top drawer of the dresser she found a pair of sweatpants that looked like they wouldn't be too big on her, and started searching around for a shirt. She finally gave up on finding a clean looking long sleeved shirt in his drawer and went and pulled one of his button downs out of the closet, as she changed out of her wet uniform she examined herself in the mirror. She looked horrible. She knew that. "no wonder I'm not fooling him" she thought. "he probably does know me better than anyone else." she started pulling on the shirt and her eyes fell to the bruises that were scattered across her body, no where conspicuous but she knew they were there. She bit her lip and shook her head. It was all over now, it would get better wouldn't it? She sighed and realizing that Havoc might worry about her taking so long she draped her uniform over the heater and buttoned the shirt all the way up, making sure all potentially bruised skin was covered by cloth, before heading back to the kitchen.

Havoc had already changed out of his uniform by the time she got back to the kitchen she assumed he had clothes in the bathroom and changed there. The tea water had just boiled and Havoc poured the water into the teapot and got two cups out before sitting down, and lighting a cigarette.

"can I?" riza asked gesturing to the pack of cigarettes lying on the table. Havoc nodded and she took one absent mindedly reaching down to where her pocket would normally be and than remembered her light was still in the pocket of her uniform. She reached out her hand to havoc for a lighter. He handed it to her smiling inwardly, she looked so cute in his clothes which were way to big on her, she had belted the sweat pants up with her own belt so that was working well, but the sleeve of the shirt had slipped down past her wrist. She took the lighter and lit the cigarette, that's when Havoc fully noticed the discoloration on her arm consistent with the coloring of a bruise, he automatically gave it another one second once over as she handed him back her lighter. It was shaped vaguely like fingers as if someone had grabbed her wrist and. He didn't want to think about it.

She realized that the sleeve had slid down too far when she saw his face and when he hesitated to take the light back from her because he was staring. His eyes had gone hard and cold. She started pulling her arm away, but he caught it and pulled her sleeve up.

"Riza, what the… who the fuck to I have to kill?" Havoc said angrily. He was furious someone had the audacity to, she let someone get away with hurting her like this. Suddenly he felt bad for almost yelling, he got up and hugged her. She winced as his hands went around her waist. And she stiffened pulling away.

"Riza, you said you would tell me, and now I just want to know even more. Who did this to you?"

She took a long drag from her cigarette. And bit her lip. "okay, I'l tell you, but please promise me you won't say anything until I am finished okay? And please, don't do anything stupid, like storm out of here angrily to go and kill anyone or something okay?"

Havoc nodded, "okay I promise I won't, but please tell me."

"it's sort of a long story I guess. But you know of my feelings for the Colonel right?" havoc nodded and Riza continued "well, we had a thing, it was more casual than anything, but after a while it got more serious, but you don't know him Havoc you really don't, he's a drinker, a heavy one especially when he is thinking about hughes or Ishbal, and when he drinks he sometimes just cries other times he gets angry, other times horny, I don't know why I put up with it but, I did… but I guess maybe two months ago it got worse and he got angry more, when he did… oh god Havoc." Riza bit her lip and took a deep breath before continuing. "the first time it happened, it was just a small thing, you know like a push, but it just got worse, I don't even know how aware he was of it, sometimes I don't think he even remembers, it got so much worse though… havoc, I didn't know what to do its not like I could really tell anyone, I mean he's my commanding officer." Riza was crying now. "And I cared so much about him, I didn't know he was, I don't know. Anyway today, he just out of the blue said he couldn't do it anymore with the whole relationship thing, and last night well… I think he remembered what happened, but he looked so pitiful, I just wanted to, but god he was giving me a way out. And so I took it and ran. And that is all I guess."

Riza finished and Havoc stood up silent his face clouded, furiously puffing away at his cigarette. Riza looked at him, something that looked a lot like fear crossed her face and He realized she was crying, he tried to calm himself down, that's the last thing he needed to be was angry, for her, he could be angry later but the last thing she needed to see was another angry man. "that fucking bastard. If I ever get my hands on his sorry good for nothing ass boy will I rip him a new one. And I be she was the only one he beat up on too. Because he knew she wouldn't say anything, his drunken shit ass self knew that she would be too afraid to do anything. Because of her feelings for him. That fucking jerk he used her, and beat her. And oh I would love to report him… no I can't she would have my head. Goddamnit." he shook his head telling himself he had to focus and take care of the half broken woman sitting at his table.

"Riza, it's okay, its over, let me get you something for that bruise on your arm it looks bad"

"its not the worst." she said looking up, her eyes dry now, and some what vacant.

"Where are the rest, you gotta put something on them, you know how much longer it takes bruises to heal if you don't put but arnica on them." Havoc said looking at her worriedly he didn't know what else to do. He wondered how she was going to go about working under Mustang after all this or if she would apply for a transfer, maybe that was the best idea. He would probably apply for one to because he wasn't sure how much longer he could put up with Mustang without actually attacking him.

"I know, I'l put something on them and you really don't want to see them. You are angry enough I don't want you going after him or anything"

"well I want to do that regardless, I don't think I could hate that spineless bastard anymore right now." Havoc said gritting his teeth and thinking about how much he would love to hurt his superior officer.

He took another deep breath calming himself down and looking down at riza who was still smoking her cigarette slowly. Havoc felt stupid, he should have realized something was wrong with her sooner, all the warning signs had been pointing there, her distant attitude at work and how much she had seemed to keep to herself lately and not bother the colonel about not doing his paper work. Everyone had thought it was strange but Breda had pegged it to her getting laid and they all just left it at that. He hated himself for not figuring it out sooner. "Riza, can I see them.?" she looked up at him surprised.

"you don't want to…" she stammered.

"I may not want to but they are still there and I want to make sure that you are going to heal up just fine, okay?" she hesitated. He saw she was scared. "Riza, it's me I'm not going to hurt you I don't want to hurt you. I care about you… I care about you more than I thought." he finished quietly and reached down to squeeze her hand in reassurance, and looked her in the eyes.

She met his gaze and nodded she could trust him, than again she knew deep down she always could, he had always been there for her. "If you are sure" she said and he nodded, she started unbuttoning the shirt and stood up when the last button was undone letting the shirt fall to the ground so she was standing facing him in just her bra. There was bruise reaching from under her bra down to the middle of the left side of her rib cage, and another one on her left hip, as well as multiple ones on her stomach as if she had been kicked repeatedly. The one on her rib was turning a purple/yellow the others were mixed shades of purple blue, and yellow. "oh Riza, I wish I could have done something to stop this sooner." he put his cigarette down in the ash tray, and gently drew her into a hug, he picked up the shirt from the floor and wrapped it around her shoulders, concealing the tattoo on her back, the one that held her fathers secrets, the secrets that gave the flame alchemist his power. Havoc laughed and remembered the day he saw the tattoo for the first time in Ishbal. He had walked in on her while she was still getting dressed in her tent and that had been interesting. But that wasn't now.

He absentmindedly started gently stroking her back, as he realized that she was shaking a little. And he just held her there, not sure for how long. "let it all out, its okay. You are safe." he murmered into her ear and gently kissed the top of her head.

"I bet that tea is ice cold by now isn't it?" He heard her say, her voice slightly muffled by how close she was too him.

"probably, I can put it in a pot to warm up if you want."

"It's okay. Maybe later."

"Okay. Now, those bruises let me get the arnica go sit one couch okay?"

"you don't have to I can do it myself, and I should be getting home… I have to feed hayate."

"shhhh." he placed a finger over her lips. "Can you call a neighbor to take care of the dog? It is still storming out, tell them you had to stay over at the office, or something. And Riza, let me take care of you for once okay?"

"I guess so, it's okay if I stay over?" Riza asked quietly.

"Its fine, you can take the bed if you want…"

"no. I'm fine with the couch. Don't go babying me just because I let my self get knocked around by my commanding officer who I somehow was in love with." she laughed dryly.

"fine. But go call your neighbor and meet me in the living room., and Riza, don't blame your self for what happened." Havoc left to go find the anti inflammatory, arnica cream. And Riza slowly got up and pulling the shirt around her but not buttoning it up went and called her neighbor, once it was all settled she went in and sat on the couch, and watched havoc as he entered the room the bottle of medicine in his hand. She had never realized how broad his shoulders were she realized, nor how blue his eyes, he was quite handsome and she felt so much better around him than she had ever felt around Mustang especially not after the first time.

He sat down next to her. "I'l try to be careful but don't be afraid to tell me if I'm hurting you okay?"

She nodded and tensed as he started to gently apply the medicine to the bruises, his touch was gentle yet firm, soft and smooth yet she could feel the calluses on his fingers from being a sniper like her. She winced as he put a little too much pressure on a tender spot by her rib. "your lucky none of them are broken." He said after poking around a little.

"I guess" was all she said. He finished applying the medicine and bit his lip before making a decision he might end up regretting. And gently kissing every single bruise on her body.

"maybe that will help them feel better more quickly." he murmured softly, as he felt her tense and than relax and shiver as he kissed the bruises finally making his way up her neck and kissing her softly on the cheek.

"I think it already did. Maybe also fixed of the damage to my head" she whispered and returned the kiss to his cheek.

"I hope so, I hate seeing you like this." He said as he got up and retrieved his cigarettes from the kitchen and lit one, before offering to her. She took one and they both sat smoking in silence, Hawkeye finally leaned against Havoc resting her head on his shoulder. He sat there a while longer just thinking before he realized she had fallen asleep. Not wanting to disturb her he carefully grabbed a blanket from the arm of the couch and leaning back draped it over the both of them and planted one last small kiss on her head before leaning back and wrapping his arms around her protectively, he fell asleep.