Hello! long time no see ^-^ Im sorry for the really long wait between chapters, I was very busy with my first year of uni, that and I had no ideas until yesterday. I put the last part of the previous chapter up just incase (like me) you have forgotten what happened. I hope this chapter is as good as the others.
Also, I do not own any of the characters apart from Sven, all copyright goes to Hiromu Arakawa.
ENJOY ^-^
Hawkeye chuckled at what the Nurse said.
"He's an idiot if he doesn't. Well he is already an idiot already, so who knows what he is now." Hawkeye went back to twiddling her thumbs. She starred at her hands. "But it would be better if he was my idiot."
"Idiot you say." A voice had emerged. It sounded faint but familiar to Hawkeye. She lifted her head to see two eyes open and star at her. Her smile became bigger.
"So you heard me then?" Hawkeye questioned.
"Everything from when the nurse answered your question." Roy chuckled. He stretched out his hand as if to say that he wanted Hawkeye's hand. She moved from the end of the bed to the chair where she had a clearer view of Roy. She laid her hand in Roy's and placed her head next to their hands. Roy started to stroke her hair and she drifted off to sleep again.
About five minutes after Hawkeye had fallen asleep, Roy spoke:
"Riza. I love you."
Morning arrived and Mustang and Hawkeye were still in the same spots asleep, both gripping each other's hands.
Havoc was on his way to visiting the Colonel to check up on him. He knew that Hawkeye would still be there watching over him. He was thinking all the way that she would still be up and starring at the Colonel. He reached the door and paused. He thought 'should I just walk in or have a look through the window?' He decided to take a peek through the window just in case they have both fallen asleep. He didn't want to wake the Lieutenant as she was looking quite rough after the incident. As he peered through the window, he could see how content they both were in each other's company, even when they are fast asleep. He stood there for a few minutes before Breda came down the corridor.
"Hey, Havoc. How is the Coln- "
Havoc held his left hand up and whispered 'shhh' to Breda to stop him in his tracks as Breda was almost on the verge of shouting. Havoc didn't want to wake up the Colonel and Lieutenant; they looked too adorable together, and like a couple. Breda continued to walk toward where Havoc was standing with his right hand against his mouth. He joined Havoc looking through the window to the Colonels room. As Breda saw them he almost burst out screaming in joy, but because of his hand over his mouth he couldn't.
"Let's go Breda, if one of them wakes up and see's us starring into the Colonels room they might give us a funny look or make us do extra paperwork." Havoc informed Breda thinking of how much paperwork the Colonel should have done which they might have to do.
About an hour and twenty minutes passed since Havoc and Breda's visit and the Colonel opened his eyes. He was still unable to move, but he was able to release his hand from Hawkeye's grip and begin stroking her hair again. It had been the first time in a long while that he had seen her with her hair down. He preferred it this way. Her fringe was covering her closed eyes and the Colonel would constantly move it so he could see her face. He was waiting for her to open her glistening amber eyes. It took a further thirty five minutes before Hawkeye eventually woke up. When her eyes opened, the first thing she saw was Roy's hand moving her fringe out of her face. She gave him a smile and lifted her head.
"Morning." She responded. She stretched her muscles out and placed both her hands on the bed.
There was an occurred silence for a minute but the silence was broken when the nurse from last night returned with the Colonel's breakfast.
"Morning to the both of you!" She said with a smile. She walked round to the other side of where Hawkeye was sitting. Hawkeye quickly stood up.
"I will be back in a second." Hawkeye informed Colonel. He nodded back and smiled. Hawkeye felt all giddy inside whenever the Colonel smiled at her.
She reached the door and as she was closing it she gave a quick smile to the Colonel. The nurse was taking more tests before allowing the Colonel to eat.
"So, you had a lovely conversation with the Lieutenant yesterday?" Roy asked the nurse.
"I take it you began to come round then?" she asked. Roy nodded yet again.
"As much as I want to be with her, I don't want it to affect me becoming Fuehrer." There was a brief pause. "You seem like a wise woman, if you were in my shoes what would you do?"
The nurse stopped what she was doing to think of a response.
"I would try and do both. I would want my heart to be full and complete my life ambitions. There is no point living life regretting stuff, especially something as love. Don't let the person escape and start kicking yourself afterwards." The nurse finished all the necessary checks and brought his food over. "I take it you will be fine eating?"
"I will be fine, and if in doubt I shall call for help." The nurse nodding and left the room.
As the nurse exited the Colonels room she crossed Hawkeye.
"How is he doing today?" Hawkeye asked.
"He is ok at the moment, but its first thing in the morning so we will get a clearly picture of how he is doing later." The nurse smiled
"Thank you." Hawkeye continued walking towards the Colonel's room. Before entering his room, she took a deep breath in and pushed down on the handle. As she entered they both looked at each other. The Colonel had managed to lift himself up so he was sitting up. "The nurse says you're doing ok at the moment."
"Fantastic. Here, you will be hungry have some food." He held out a piece of toast of his plate and held it up to Hawkeye.
"But it's yours, plus you need your strength."
"I think I will cope with not having a slice of toast, also, there is enough food here to feed you, me and Havoc when he is depressed."
They both chuckled. Hawkeye eventually took the piece of toast and started eating.
"We have found out who shot you Colonel." Hawkeye informed the Colonel. He sank a bit in her chair and her head fell down. She still felt guilty for what happened.
"Is it anyone we know?"
"It was a man named Sven, comes from Capeage in the South."
"Capeage?"
Hawkeye nodded.
"So they are getting revenge for what happened. But why are they doing it now?" Roy continued.
This question never came across Hawkeye when she was questioning Sven.
"It seems to be a random attack on any Military officer." Hawkeye continued.
"So if it's a random attack, you shouldn't feel like you are the one to blame. I should have been more observant. Plus, I'm still here now." He smiled and went to hold Hawkeye's hand to comfort her, but as soon as he had hold of her hand she broke down and had her head against the Colonel's bed. At this point he wanted to hug her, but he knew he couldn't move, that and he had his food tray on his lap.
"Riza, you need to stop beating yourself up. No one is to blame. Well technically the Military is for starting the war 12 years ago."
The Colonel hasn't called me Riza for a long time. She thought to herself. She lifted her head and wiped any tears away from her face, but Roy stopped her and removed the tears himself. Hawkeye began to feel happier.
"Now what I want you to do is to find Havoc and Breda and have them question Sven as to why they are attacking now. Also, what other countries they have attacked if any? Then I want you to go into the office and dig out any information there is about the incident that happened in Capeage. I want information on how it started, how it ended, number of casualties and if possible which military officers were involved?"
Hawkeye nodded to say that she understood everything. She lifted herself from the chair and began to walk away.
"Hawkeye!" Roy bursted out. There was yet another pause. Hawkeye turned round and gave a slight smile. "Be careful."
This smile slowly faded and she responded. "I will. Since when have I let you down?"
As Hawkeye left and shut the door, Roy smashed his fist down on the bed in anger. He had the perfect opportunity and he messed it up.
On the other side of the door, Hawkeye was leant against the door thinking to herself
He looked like he was going to say it, why didn't he?
She tried not to break down again. She took one massive deep breath in and began to think of where Havoc and Breda could be. She thought they might be in the office, or was rather hoping they would be in the office then she could kill two birds with one stone. As she walked to the office, she grabbed the hair clip out of her pocket and put her hair back up as it did look quite messy.
How could I have let my hair be this messy in front of the Colonel? This must have been why he didn't say it.
It took her about ten minutes to get back to the office. She opened the door and half expected to find Havoc or Breda, but it was Fuery instead going through all the paperwork he didn't yesterday.
"Oh, Lieutenant, I didn't expect to see you here." He responded seem slightly surprised.
"I was ordered by the Colonel to gather some information on the situation with our suspect."
"The Colonel is awake?"
"Yes, he is recovering slowly. He still isn't able to move out of his bed."
"That's good. Is anyone with him now?"
"No, I was but he ordered me to find notes and oh, have you seen Havoc and Breda anywhere?"
"Erm, I saw them earlier in the canteen getting some breakfast but that was about two hours ago. I'm going to go and see how the Colonel is."
"Ok and if you see Havoc and Breda tell them that I need to see them."
"Will do Lieutenant." Fuery cleaned up his work and left the room.
The room fell silent again. She began to search through all the cabinets which contained files on previous wars that have happened. She searched for a good 45 minutes and she was finding every other war except the one that she was after.
"I know it's here somewhere. I've seen it before." She said to herself.
She stopped and had a little think of where it could be. There was only two other places it could be. Either in the cabinet which has every other files ranging from Officers to missions, or the Colonels private drawers.
"Let's have a look in the other cabinet first." She told herself.
She had no luck in there either. She started making her way to the Colonels draws. She searched through all the draws that were unlocked. None contained the file. She went to look in the last one but it was locked. She knew the Colonel always kept the key in the top right draw. She grabbed the key and inserted it into the key hole and just before she was able to unlocked the drawer completely, Havoc and Breda were standing in the doorway.
"You called for us Lieutenant." Said Havoc.
"Yes, the Colonel wants you to question Sven again as to why he started attacking the Military 12 years after the war and what other Military bases they have attacked if any. Then if you can think of anything else that will be relevant please ask. Oh, a key one would be where are the other ten men are and their names and also where they are based at the moment."
"Roger." Replied Breda.
"Also, have you seen where the file is for the Capeage war 12 years ago?"
"It's in the main library; they kept it in the security section for some reason, why?" Havoc explained to Hawkeye.
"Thank you Havoc." She walked passed both the gentleman and headed for the main library. Both men stood in the doorway until the Lieutenant wasn't in sight then they both looked at each other.
"I wonder if she actually looked inside his locked drawer?" Havoc asked Breda. Breda shrugged his shoulders and they both walked over to the drawer. The key was still in the key hole. Breda went to pull the drawer open, but it was still locked.
"I think the Colonel got a lucky escape there." Breda sighed at Havoc.
WOW! I can't believe I managed to have a cliffhanger ^-^ literally, the ended I just came up with! This morning I was like, how am I going to end this chapter and am I going to have enough imagination to create another one!
Please review, and im sorry if any of my medical knowledge isn't superb, I'm not training to be a doctor, I can't stand the sight of blood and open wounds.