Sarah awoke feeling sick. Her bed sheets where wet and her body covered in sweat. Eyes blue now faded to gray. Her body was shaking from the dream. Eye's tear stained as words echoed in her head, over and over again.

You didn't even cry when mom died.

I hate you.

Quietly she slipped out of bed. Glancing at the picture that lay on her bed side, she turned it over, so she wouldn't see it. I was like a lie now. She wouldn't even make a pretend smile for any photo anymore. She stood in the room for a couple minutes, her head was booming, and she what'd an aspirin.

She walked down the hall. Pictures covered it like wall paper. You could see the timeline of when each picture was taking, younger pictures of her grandfather in his late twenties where black and white, and slightly faded yellow. New pictures, created by digital cameras, showed colored pictures of him now, along with pictures of her, and her brothers. There where pictures of them being born. Summer vacations, First days of school, and in all of them, they would all have great big grins on there faces. There was one however that didn't.

This one was of the three of them, just as the moon began to rise, standing at there mother's grave. The photo was taking only a year ago. And it was just thoughts three, just standing there, with no words, nothing. They where all dressed in black. There were no smiling, grinning children in this one.

Sarah remembered it clearly, for the longest time, they would just sit there. There where distant family members, who would come and pay there respects and a couple family friends. There was no children though, just thoughts three. They where being all well behaved, but silent for the most part. Sarah remembered not saying a word to anyone about anything. People would hug her, and she would give a faint smile back. Just staring and thinking. Thinking about how things would be different.

Sarah went into the kitchen, and searched the kitchen cuberdts for some medicine, found some hiding in the back of the highest shelf. She climbed up on the counter top, reached for it, and grabed it. She needed water though. She hated swallowing pills. So she went to the fridge.

There in the fridge, where fruits of many sorts and vegetables of different sizes and shapes. A couple meats, and hidden at the back, of the middle shelf was the three bags of milk she had got.

She reached for it, But blanked out, and feel to the floor, the bags falling to the floor, two of them opening, and soaking her and the floor with there white mess, as she laid unconscious.

Al wasn't a much as a light sleeper as Ed was, and got up the moment that he started to her a little noise coming from down the hall. With a broom in his hand. (Just in case) he wondered down. It took him a while, because he wondered if Envy had fallowed them home, and he didn't what to take him on alone, although he was sure that he, and Edward had taking care up him. It was there that he saw Sarah. Lying face flat with milk dripping all over her.

He taped her lightly, as her eyes begin to open. She let out a yawn and stretched her arms high into the air. The milk dripped down the side of her face, and down ward to her chin, as if though, white tears. Her hair also dripped up the white stuff. Then she saw Al.

"Sarah, are you alright?" he questioned with great concern for his niece.

"Ya, I'm fine" she yawned, getting up.

"Are you sure you look pale, maybe we should go to the doctor"

Quickly Sarah came out of her sleepy state, and was taking control with an absolute fear of the doctor. Her eyes widened as Al had side it. She wasn't sick, she convinced herself.

"N, no, no, I'm fine, don't worry" giving him a small smile in hopes that he would change his mind.

"Alright" Al said, although in disbelief, keeping his eyes on her as she walked into the bath room.

She turned on the water tap, and set her head under the water, trying to rinse out as much milk as she could. Sleepiness came back to her, as if her only goal at the moment was to make it to bed.

And then it came, just as she placed a towel on her head to dry it. Splat, right all over the bathroom floor. Running toward the toilet, getting there just in time .It looked like chunky, way over due date vegetable, and mushroom soup, the cheap stuff that can get moldy if you leave it out to long. Her eyes watered. The taste, wasn't to pleasant ether, it was a mixture of lime, and sulfur.

"Sarah would you like me to come in there" replied Al who was now standing on the other side of the door.

"No, no, no, I'm fine"

"Sarah, All wake up Grandpa, where going to the hospital"

"No, no, no, please don't, I'm fine" she cried, the word hospital was like an angry taboo to her. I place that was white, and clean, with doctors and needles.

The puking finally stopped after five minute's or so. She later washed her self again and cleaning up what she had missed on the floor. She the flushed what was in the toilet, and washed again.

Al at the moment was terrified, more then anything he what'd to call a doctor, the way Sarah was in the kitchen, reminded him so much of how he had seen his own mother, a couple days before she had died. Yet there was relief that Sarah had gotten up, and had walked, even if it was only to the bathroom. Still he only wished for Sarah to get better, maybe it was stress form what had happened last night. It was then that he decided to help spill more of there secrete to her. He hoped that Edward would agree to his plane.

This did how ever, did bring up a new question, something nether him nor had Edward fought of. Would they bring Sarah, James, and Chris along with them?

He walked up towards Edward's bedroom and opened the door with a slight creek, as he gently tipped toed towards his brother bed, and nudged him a couple times.

Edwards's golden eyes that where old in age, but still possessing the same fire that had burned in there earlier years. He yawed, and stretching. He was Wearing pajamas with little brown teddy bears prints all over them. He gave Alphones and angry stare.

"Brother, I have something I what to ask you?" Alphons questioned

"What is it Al?" he said quiet paranoid that he had been woken up.

"It's about Sarah, James and Chris"

"Are you worried what are little brats will do when we pick the two boys up? Don't worry Al, A little Edward Elric discipline will straighten them out"

'No brother it's not that, It's about, what we are planning to do, I think….I'm not sure what to think, I never thought…..There all we have left, and were all they have left, what are we going to do brother, I was thinking about bringing them…..bringing them to our world, but that brother….wouldn't it be stealing this world away from them?

Ed let out a long sigh; this was something that he tried to keep in the back of his head for a long time. "Al, where going to bring them, that's what I have decided, Sarah, James and Chris, even though they where born in this word, it looks like no one has seemed to except them, or no one has seemed to have become there friends. For the longest time, they reminded me, of us when we where young, how you, Winry and me would play only with each other, in Ressembol." He paused, how many times he must be reminded.

"But, It seems that when there mother died, they have seemed to have faded apart, there bond. Like the day we left Wriny, in order to accomplish are dream. That's why when heard that Chris and James where going away with there father. I decided that for that time, I what'd to get to know her. To know exactly how Winry felt when we left, but" he paused again, looking up towards Al, as he new them where feeling the same thing: regret.

"There is something different about Sarah, She may look a lot like Winry, but she isn't Al. She has a bit of you, and just like her mother, I can see little bits of parts of me. (Poor kid) I don't what to leave them behind. I missed out to much on my own daughter's life."

Ed started cringing "I missed out on so much, So much Al. I missed out on her being born, her childhood, I missed her marry. I only have pictures of my grandkids being born."

He then stopped and paused, placing both hand's few his hair, as he looked down word at the ground. They where both silent, as they began to think and plan. Al began to speak.

"I'm going to give Sarah on of the books"

Edward looked up

"I what to bring them to our world, Tell them about it, this is something they should decide brother"

They could hear Sarah as she turned off the water taps, and the toilet flushed. The bathroom door opened with a creek.

"Grandpa Al?" she whispered unaware of Ed being awake, Standing in the hall way. "Do you no where Grandpa Keep's his mop, I'm going to clean up so he doesn't notice ok?"

"What did you do Sarah?" Edward said few gritted teeth

"N…nothing" she said, shrinking into her chibi form.

"Sarah, come here"

"But…but I didn't do anything, honest" she lied

"Sarah, please come in here" came Al voice

She walked up and slightly peeked behind the door. After all the great stories her mother would tell her about Al, and yet he told Edward about her getting sick. How could he!

"Sarah, come on in, it's not like where going to bite"

"I'm sorry I barfed all over the floor, Sorry, sorry, sorry, But all clean it up see" she held up a mop.

Edward gave her a quick and cold stare "You drank milk again?"

"Maybe…." Replied Sarah, shrinking over Edwards over powering ness.

Edward slapped his hand to his face "Sarah, you have been blessed by who knows what with an excuse to not drink milk, Being so lucky, how could you, under all the circumstances have been secretly drinking some, Even though your lactose intolerant. I invited you here Sarah, and this is how you repay me? Drinking milk and getting sick, what's your father going to say when he hears this? Why would you do it?"

"You…the kids at school call me short"

Edward paused

"It's ok to be short, Sarah" said Al in kind words

A black fog covered the room, and Sarah griped made her hand's in to tight little fist

"HOW WOULD YOU LIKE IT, THAT EVRY TIME YOU WENT TO SCHOOL, KIDS WOULD CALL YOU SHORT, AND THE TEACHURES ALWAYS LIKE, " I'm sorry little girl, but it looked like your in the wrong class, let me put you back to kinderganden." OR "Hey teacher, can I look in the dictionary for the word short, I what to see a picture of Sarah" I AM NOT SHORT, NOT AT ALL" steam could be seen rising from her.

Al appeared in his little chibi form hiding under the blankets

"A…Al, get out of there!" came Edward as he came up behind Sarah and picked her up with his metal arm

"Apologies to Uncle Al, Sarah" he yelled in harsh words

"But he called me short"

"I…I didn't." came back Al

"Yes you did!"

"Sarah, you no back in my day I use to be part of the military. We used to go on missions…….. Hey Al! It's been pretty long since we killed anyone hasn't it? Your uncle right her had so many nick names" Edward smirked, and he glanced at her, with his golden eyes.

Sarah gasped, as tears wild up inside her eyes, pouting" I…I'm sorry Uncle Al"

"BROTHER"

Edward laughed "good girl," as he placed Sarah down 'although this isn't why we called you in, there are actually two more things"

Sarah cast him a nasty glance,how dare he scare her like that. Bright blue eyes glaring at him as if to burn holes right to his brain.

"Where picking up your brother's, your father has gone missing"

Sarah sat silent on Edwards lap.

"Sarah, do you still have the letter I gave you for your birthday?"

There was a silent pause; she had no idea what it really meant.

"Yep, time for grandpa's meds" she replied.

As she headed towards then door to make way for the kitchen, but was grabbed by Edwards metal arm and pulled on to his lap.

"Sarah, that wasn't a joke, about the letter, do you still have it?"

She pulled the small peace of paper out of her pocket.

"Brother's right Sarah, There's something we been meaning to tell you"

"Where not from this world, you uncle and me. Even your mother, she wasn't born here, Sarah"

Sarah sat on his lap quit, any mention of her mother, and she would always lock up her words.

"We came from this place called Shamballa, Sarah. We grew up in a small town called Risembool"

"In that world" came Edward "Alchemy is real, where going to go to that world" his voce in a soft tone, nothing like how he was when she had told her about the little accident.

"We what you to come to Sarah, you and you're….." he was cut off though

"You're…..your leavening again, aren't you?" There where this time real tears in her eyes, big one's, that slowly dripped down her chine, like a waterfall. The kind that came when she had cried about her mother the night before.

"Your going and you're not coming back! I bet dad abandoned us to!"

"No Sarah that's no what we….." Al was cut off again as Sarah with all her force, pushed Ed's arm away and ran out side the apartment

"Sarah, come back" came Al's voice

"Why that little brat" came Ed's voice

"We better go after her brother"

"Course,

Sarah heart beated fast, she didn't know where she was going, or how she would get there, just that now all she what'd was to be alone.

Down the hall she went, it was old and smelt like dust and mildew, going down the stairs. Looking almost like a prison, each wall contains nothing but cement and white wall walls, with occasional, fire exit signs.

It was then she tripped on her shoe lace (witch she forgot to tie, because she was in such a hurry to leave) as fall down the stairs, making big blue bruises everywhere on her body, as she banged ageist each stair. She kept her eyes closed and waited for the finale blow at the bottom, but it didn't come, as she open her eyes to see that some on had caught her.

It would have been all good; if not for the evil grin of the person she had met only yesterday, the one's Al and Ed had called envy.

DUN DUN DAAAA, ok sorry, yes that was annoying. Anyway, I am sorry that I took a while to do and I like to thank anyone who will still be reading my fan fiction, although, I think I won't rush as much as last time, so I can organize a bit as well. I'm going to do a better edit, because I know I'm not much of a speller. Anyway, thanks, for reading and I hope that some of you do like this chapter.

Ps. I drew a picture of Sarah, and put it up on photo bucket, if anyone would like to see it, all be more then gladly willing to show you it.

Pss. I also did a little research, and found out that Winrys Mother's name is Sara.