Chapter 4

Roy's POV

I was heading for my bedroom when the phone started ringing again.

"What is it, Second Lieutenant?" I sighed, annoyed.

"I want to talk to Ava!"

"She's in bed."

"Asleep?"

"Yeah, what else would she be doing?"

He didn't answer and I smirked.

"Just go to sleep and I'll show you the experiment tomorrow."

"Why not now?"

"Damn it, Havoc!"

"Okay, fine. Tomorrow morning! Where?"

"Be at my house by seven."

"Alright, but you better not be in the same bed as my sister!"

"Oh, you know I will."

"WHAT! MUS-"

I hung up. I was only joking, but he obviously didn't know that. Deciding that, instead of listening to the phone all night, I unplugged the cord, thinking that I should have done that in the beginning.

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Ava's POV

I felt the sun rays hit my face as I woke up. I yawned, stretched, then fell back against the covers of the bed. I didn't feel like getting up at all. However, it was nearly time to, so I swung my legs over the side and listened, intently, to what was happening the in the hall. Footsteps echoed across the hard wood floor and the door creaked open. It was then that I heard the familiar voice of my brother.

"Shit! Why is Jean here?"

Roy's POV

"Good morning, Havoc. Perfect timing."

"Right, Mustang. Where's Ava?"

"In her bedroom, sleeping."

"You didn't try anything, did you?"

"Of course not."

"Well then, where's her experiment?"

Walking over to a chest and unlocking it, I pulled another chest from it and unlocked it with a different key.

"Paranoid much, sir?"

I sent a glare at my Second Lieutenant before taking Ava's notes out and handing them to him. Jean Havoc scanned the papers, his expression slowly becoming one of amazement.

"I never thought Ava was this smart," He said, surprised.

"What!"

I looked toward the door, only to see Ava in a long dress and a hand on her hip. I couldn't help thinking how cute she was and how much I wished that dress was shorter. "Are you implying that I'm stupid?"

"No, sis. You've always been pretty smart, I just had no idea you were this smart. Are you satisfied with the way it turned out, though?"

"Yes!" She screamed.

I raised an eyebrow. Had she wanted to become pregnant?

"No," she corrected, sadly.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, obviously the transmutation worked, just not in the way I expected it to. I never expected to become pregnant, but that's exactly what happened. Now you're going to be a father and I'm going to be a mother and I'll have to wait nine months to see my baby!" Tears leaked down her cheeks and she brushed them away, harshly. "I'm sorry!" She cried, darting out of the room and locking herself into the bathroom.

"Ava!" Jean called, racing after her. I could hear him pounding on the door as I sunk into a nearby chair. I was going to be a father. It seemed impossible, yet it wasn't.

It was only when Ava walked back into the room, Jean's arm wrapped around her shoulder, that I jumped up and let her sit down, instead.

"Are you okay?

"Yeah. I'll be fine."

I'm going to be a father.