Why Hello! It's been a while (ah he he he...) Sorry about that! I blaim exams and coursework deadlines!

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Also, im not a medical student, so my medical knowledge isnt brilliant. If you read onto the next chapter is explains more. As much as i love the reviews, i dont need to be reminded that this is wrong and how would this cause that and so on! one person saying it is fine, but a few is pushing the boat! THANK YOu! ^-^

Revenge is sweet

All three of the men stood at the entrance staring at Hawkeye. Her face was becoming paler as she become more anxious.

"How much longer do you think they will keep us waiting, Armstrong?" Hawkeye asked.

Armstrong shrugged his shoulders and gave a sigh. He looked round the hospital to see what staff was available to question. One doctor came running past, but they were too quick for Armstrong to even say hi to them. He sat on the chair next to Hawkeye and stared at the ceiling.

"So do we know anything on Colonel's condition?" Fulman asked.

"All we know is that Roy is in theatre and that the surgeons are trying to remove the bullet. He also said that there is a higher possibility that Roy will not make a recovery." Armstrong replied.

When Hawkeye heard this, she leapt out of her seat and headed in the direction to the questioning room. The men stood there and stared at each other thinking whether or not they should stop her or let her go. They decided to let her go to let her take her mind off Roy's condition. She walked past many other Military staff and some of them said hi to her, but she didn't give a response back. She had her eyes fixated on where Breda and Havoc were.

"Where are Jean Havoc and Heymans Breda?" Hawkeye asked the person at the main desk. The women looked very shocked at how formal Hawkeye was. She pointed her in the direction of the second room.

"Be careful, the guy they are questioning is very stubborn and is causing them both a hard time." The women told Hawkeye. Hawkeye smiled and then leant against the door to see what was being said.

"Now tell us why you shot Colonel Mustang? I won't say it again!" Havoc voice was becoming angrier as time progress. "Do you want me to find Hawkeye, the women who shot you?" There was still stunned silence after Havoc spoke. Hawkeye decided that this was her perfect opportunity to go in and question this suspect. She took a deep breath in and barged the door down.

"Now you will tell us why you shot Colonel Roy Mustang or we will make this questioning a lot more difficult for you!" Hawkeye was becoming more and more aggressive as she came to the end of her sentence. Sven flew off his chair and landed on the floor face first.

"You crazy bitch. First you shot me in the arm and now you interrupt our conversation." Hawkeye drew her gun out and pointed it out the window and aiming at the grass. Her finger pressed the trigger and let out a loud bang.

"TELL ME NOW!" she screamed.

There was a minute pause. Sven stood back up and was standing in front of Hawkeye. He stared at her for a moment, then grinned.

"I'm not gonna tell you!" he chuckled. Hawkeye pointed her gun at Sven right foot and fired. He fell to the floor and was curled up. "That hurt, you bitch."

Hawkeye leant down to come to the same level at the Sven.

"Now tell me who you are working for? And why you attacked the Colonel?"

More silence followed. Hawkeye was becoming more impatient. This time she decided to point her gun at Sven's head. Sven was becoming threatened by Hawkeye.

"Fine, fine, I will tell you!" He pleaded. Hawkeye smiled and stood back up. She walked over to Havoc and Breda and stood behind them. Breda placed the chair that Sven was sitting on up and chucked him on the chair. He marched back to his seat and starred at Sven. "I work for an assassin group. Our aim is to eliminate all of the Military."

"Why are you doing it?" Havoc questioned.

"For what they have done to our village. They murdered our families and destroyed our homes."

"And what Village was this?" Hawkeye asked.

"Capeage."

"The war which happened almost 12 years ago?" Breda questioned. Hawkeye nodded.

"And how does the Colonel have anything to do with the war back then. He wasn't sent out to the war, he was at Eastern Head Quarters. Capeage is in the South."

"WAS IN THE SOUTH!" Sven yelled. "Till the military invaded." He lowered its head to avoid making eye contact with them all.

"But that still doesn't give us an explanation as to why you attack the Colonel." Havoc explained.

"Do you know what you have caused to the Colonel? He is in theatre fighting for his life and there is a higher possibility that he will not survive." Hawkeye explained to Sven.

"Good, then this will teach you lot to stop making wars to kill innocent civilians." Sven's face had become angrier and he was standing up staring into Hawkeyes eyes trying to threaten her. Hawkeye went round to were Sven was standing.

"And you think by killing all of the military will bring back your family and homes. This is getting you nowhere except prison. Breda, Havoc, take him there."

Hawkeye stepped back and allow the gentlemen to take him out the room. She watched at he was escorted out the room.

"You won't get away with this Hawkeye. My men will find you and kill you too." These were the last words that Hawkeye heard from Sven. The door slammed right after those words. They kept ringing in her ears, but she couldn't let this affect her job as a Lieutenant. She took a deep breath in and exited the room. She headed back to see Armstrong and the others and hoped that they had been given some news on Roy. She had been in the questioning room for just under twenty minutes, but she felt that she had received all the information she needed, except the name of the assassins.

"Lieutenant Hawkeye." Armstrong stood up. "Have you any news on the suspect in question?"

"Yes. Me, Havoc and Breda found out that he works for an organisation whose aim is to attack the Military. Their motive is the war which happened in Capeage 12 years ago." There was a pause for a moment.

"But Roy had no involvement in that war." Fulman exclaimed.

"No, it seems to be a random attack on any officer standing. So be on guard now." Hawkeye looked around to see if Roy was around. "So no news on Roy then?"

"A nurse came out and said that the bullet is removed and he is in cubicles. We are not allowed to see him though, well not until he is awake." Armstrong explained to Hawkeye.

"Do we know how long that will be?" Hawkeye asked.

"They didn't give us an exact time. They told us where he was if that helps."

"Yes it does. Can you tell me?"

"of course, he is in room 32." Hawkeye nodded and sat on the chair nearest her.

"You can continue your daily jobs if you wish. I will keep an eye on Roy. Hawkeye asked the others.

"You sure you will be ok, Hawkeye?" Fuery asked.

"Yes, I will inform you on any news I hear."

With that words, the three men left. Hawkeye was sat at the chair staring at the people walking past her. Minutes past and she was cleaning her gun with her tissue in her pocket.

Come on Roy wake up. She thought to herself. I wonder if they mind if I just stood outside his room? She decided to walk over to where Roy was. She couldn't stand sitting in that hallway questioning Roy's health. She walked down all the corridors trying to find number 32.

28, 29, 30, 31 ah, 32.

She peered into window to see Roy wired up to machines which helped him breath and feeding tubes. Just seeing him like that made her upset. A tear was forming in her right eye. She wiped it away with her hand. She looked around the corridor to see if a member of staff was present. Luckily for her, it was clear. She reached for the handle and had one more look around. Still clear, she thought to herself. She lowered the handle and opened the door slowly, trying not to make the door squeak. She slipped through the door and closed it. She walked slowly over to Roy and was distraught at the sight. She sat on the chair next to Roy's bed. She started to cry again, but this time couldn't hold them back. Her head hit the bed right next to Roy's right hand. She moved her left hand nearer to his and was holding it tightly.

"Please wake up Roy. Please. I don't want to lose you again."

Hawkeye's hand was gripped tighter.

Yay another chapter... took me a while to write as my brain had a moment of 'WHAT TO WRITE AHHH' ^-^

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