The day had finally arrived. They were on their way to Risembool so Edward's limbs could be repaired. Edward had become much calmer and rarely filched when he was touched anymore. He accepted Roy's loving hands. Roy held on to Edward's hand as they boarded the train.

"You two have a safe trip!" Hughes yelled over the crowd, waving his hand frantically good-bye. Edward grinned at him out the window. Roy sat down, calling Ed to sit down beside him.

"We will be back soon. Miss Rockbell is a very skilled young woman. She's a good mechanic." Ed nodded, knowing full well how great of a mechanic his friend was, plopping down next to Roy and resting his head on the colonel's shoulder. "Tired?" A yawn escaped Ed before he could answer. "Ho ahead and sleep. It's a three day trip." Roy yawned himself, resting his own head down on the blond boy's. Roy's peaceful slumber was soon interrupted by none other than Edward, of course.

"What the hell Colonel?" Roy jumped awake, gloved hand ready to attack.

"What?!" he shrieked back looking around the train car for what could be wrong. Edward had his back to the window with a disgusted look on his face.

"Why were you cuddling me?!" Roy's eyes widened in shock. "And where are we?" Ed was frantically looking around the car.

"What do you mean? We're on our way to Risembool to repair your automail." Roy tried to speak calmly so he wouldn't frighten the boy any more than he already was.

"Wait… When did I get here?" Edward began to tremble as millions of thoughts and a bits of memories of his capture flooded his mind.

"Edward… Sit down." Roy pointed to the seat across from him. Ed slowly sat down and waited impatiently for Mustang to answer his questions. "Do you really not remember?" It's been a week since he was found. The alchemy had completely finished healing all his wounds, only leaving a couple new scars. Over the last few days, the only thing that seemed to still cause him pain was his automail. His attitude was even becoming more relaxed and cheerful around Roy. 'Why is he acting like this suddenly? What's going on?' Roy's thoughts went on and on before he was snapped back to reality by the young man screaming at him.

"The hell are you talking about? The last thing I remember is being chained up in…" he paused, nausea kicking in from the memories. He curled up in a ball, gripping at his stomach tightly. Roy pulled the small trash can in front of him, knowing that look too well after seeing Ed vomit many times at his place. His sick spell was over within a few minutes. Edward leaned back against his seat. "Edward, you've been with me for the last week. I've been taking care of you since you escaped."

"Escaped?" confusion heavy in his voice. Roy explained everything to Edward, leaving out the cuddling and kissing details. Mustang's heart ached. He had finally admitted he liked Edward. He had his Edward. Tears threatened to break the invisible barrier in his eyes. Edward stared at him as he listened in disbelief. 'Why would he lie to me about this? No… he wouldn't. He may be a deceiving bastard, but he wouldn't lie about something like this to me… would he?' Thoughts raced through Ed's mind, trying to comprehend it all. He knew something wasn't right though. Roy was hiding something from him. He just knew it, but hesitated on asking, knowing Mustang must have good reasons to be holding back.

"Are you okay?" Roy asked, reaching out to hold Ed's hand. The look on Ed's face stopped him though and he pulled away. "Sorry," he mumbled. Edward knew something serious must have happened, but what he couldn't figure out. Mustang wasn't acting quite like his usual self and that really worried Ed.

"I'm just really confused. Give me a minute," Ed opened the door and stepped out.

"Where are you going?"

"Just to the bathroom. Not too many options on a train now is there Mustang." With that he shut the door and left Roy in utter confusion. Mustang took the opportunity to make a phone call to Central to speak to Hughes about this predicament.

"He doesn't remember Hughes…" Roy's voice sounding very upset. "That he remembers, yes. He's lost his memories from the time he escaped till now. He doesn't remember spending the last week with me…" Hughes kept asking questions and tried to come up with an explanation. The stinging in his eyes were beginning to win the battle as tears bubbled up along his eyes. "Hughes… He was finally acting happier again… He was happy…with me…" Roy's unbreakable voice was shaking and he could barely force the words out. A tear rolled down his cheek, his legs grew weak, and all he could do was force himself to keep breathing. After what seemed like hours of silence, he began answering Hughes's questions again. "No, I didn't tell him about us. I didn't think he could handle it. He panicked when he woke up and my arm was around him.

"Damn Roy. You fell hard and fast. I guess there is only one thing you can do. Make him fall for you again," Hughes chuckled, "He fell easily for you before. It only took 3 days and he kissed you. Clearly he already had feelings for you." Even without seeing him, he knew Mustang smirked. Mustang knew Edward wasn't the type of person to fall for someone, for one, very easily, and two, who took pity on him. Mustang knew that what Hughes was saying very well could have been true.

"Excuse me, sir, you have another call," the brunette officer interrupted apologetically. The men said their good-byes and hung up the phone.

Hesitatingly, Roy made his way back to their seat, worried how Edward is taking all this. Roy was glad he spoke to Maes. He always knew the right things to say. 'Maybe that's why he's married, a father, and happy and I'm not. He's a good friend.' Edward was back and staring intently out the window when Roy sat back down. "How are you doing Edward?" Ed just let out a heavy sigh, not looking away from the window. "Can I ask you something?" No response. He reached out and put his hand on Ed's knee, who immediately pulled away from his touch. "Yeah right, Hughes." Ed broke his stare and glanced over at Roy.

"Hughes? Right about what?" Roy began secretly yelling at himself for not being careful.

'I can't tell him.' Roy put his hands to his face, ignoring the question.

"Okay… What's your question?" No response. Edward's temper spiked unexpectedly. Before Roy knew what was going on, Ed's fist was wrapped in the collar of his shirt and the young man was mere inches from his face, just fuming.

"Ed-"

"Answer me, bastard!" Roy looked away caught in ambivalence. "I'm not a kid anymore! Whatever it is your hiding, I can handle it. Just tell me!" Ed demanded. Roy normally wouldn't put up with this sort of behavior- not from anyone, but he couldn't pull himself to yell at Ed like he normally would.

"Please Edward. Calm down. I… I can't tell you."

"Can't or won't?!" Those once beautiful golden eyes have turned dull and filled with hatred that hurt Roy more than Edward would ever be able to understand.

"Can't." Roy looked deep into Edward's eyes, hoping he would just drop it for the time being.

"By who?"

"Can't Edward." 'I don't like that I'm lying to him, but grateful he fell right into my lie.' Edward growled and let him go. Roy sat there dumbfounded at the current situation. Sharp, throbbing pain pulsating through his chest with each beat.

"The last thing I really remember Mustang, is walking down the street with Alphonse in Risembool." Edward sighed running his hand through his untied hair.

"Sorry, I don't really know how to braid," Roy smirked, hoping to lighten the mood. Every word was thought over carefully before he spoke so not to screw up again. Ed just shrugged his shoulders.

"If what you're saying is true, then I guess I owe you my thanks."

"You tone sounds so grateful Edward." Roy dropped his head and sighed. He knew it was a lot to take in, even though he left his personal favorite parts out. Even more so to believe it all without any proof. "Is there anything else you remember?"

"I remember it being really hot. Very dry heat."

Mustang raised his eyebrow, "like a desert heat?" Ed nodded. Last time Ed had been around that kind of heat was when he was in Reole, having to deal with that obnoxious false prophet Cornello. "So you were held in the east. Any idea by who?" A shake of Ed's head disappointed Roy. 'Finally some new information. But, why can he suddenly remember those details now but not us?' Roy was still dumbfounded but, oddly, a little relieved. The two men continued to discuss the details they each new and worked on formulating a new plan the rest of their journey to Risembool.

The familiar yellow house came into view as the walked up the road. A young blonde boy came flying through the front door screaming Edward's name.

"Good evening Alphonse," Roy smiled, carefully stepping in front of Edward. Alphonse came to an abrupt halt at the protective gesture and just raised an eyebrow at the commanding officer. "He's up and moving but still not 100%." Alphonse glanced down at the ground, clearly worried about his big brother. Edward leaned around Roy and smiled at him. He hated seeing his brother down. And why should he be down? Edward's here and alive right? That's what really matters right? "Alphonse, if I may, I would like to talk to you for a moment. Edward, would you mind going in ahead of me?" The boys nodded and Edward slowly made his way to the porch.

The other two stood alone in the glow of the setting sun. Roy knew it was best to warn Al of Edward's new mental state. Alphonse listened carefully asking questions, as he does, to try and understand the situation.

"Colonel Mustang, is there something else? I don't mean any disrespect, but you seem like something else is bothering you? Does it involve my brother?" Mustang sighed and nodded his head but wasn't sure how to explain things. Al placed a hand on Roy's shoulder and gave him a reassuring smile. "I won't tell him that you told me."

"I think he'd be happy if you knew. However, he doesn't remember it right now." Alphonse looked even more confused now. "I'll just come out and say it I guess." Roy took a deep breathe before continuing. "Edward and I are...well, were... kind of seeing each other." Al's eyes shot open wide in surprise before softening with a cheerful grin.

"REALLY?!" Al shouted. Roy nodded. "Who made the first move?!"

Roy smirked, "I kissed him."

"I knew it! About time Mustang! I mean, I didn't know you liked Edward, but I knew he like you."

"He did? Honestly, I was worried that maybe he just developed feelings for me because I was taking care of him. I didn't want that kind of relationship. Thank-you Al." A genuine smile teased at Mustang's face. They wrapped up their conversation made their way into the house.

Granny welcomed him and started setting the table for dinner. "Stew should be done in just a few minutes." Roy reached out and took the bowls from her and finished setting the table while she went back to cooking. Edward and Winry were upstairs checking over he almost finished automail replacements for Ed. "Winry will look Edward over after dinner."

"It's fine to wait till tomorrow Granny. I'll survive. It'll just be nice to have your cooking again." Edward slipped into the kitchen and sat down at the table.

"Is my cooking not good enough for you shrimp?" Roy teased coolly. Edward didn't snap back in retort, he stared at the table upset. "I'm sorry, I didn't-"

"It's okay Colonel. Don't worry about it. I'm sure the memories will come back."

"I hope so!" Al cheerfully added. Edward didn't understand his mood change.

'What did Mustang talk to him about? He seems really chipper now.' A thousand ideas popped into his head but he didn't have a clue to really what it could be.

"Hey Ed! Can I ask you something?" Alphonse stood next to Ed, looking down at him sitting there.

"Sure Al. What's up?" Alphonse leaned down and got real close to his ear.

He whispered, "How do you feel knowing that Roy Mustang was at your every call for the last week?"

"It's about damn time! That's what I think!" Edward yelled being a sarcastic ass. Al shook his head. He totally missed that ball. In fact he was at the wrong ball game even. "No Edward. Feeding you. Tucking you into bed. Helping you dress..." he voice was so whispered Edward had to focus carefully on each word to understand him.

"Wait..." Edward turned bright red and gasped. "YOU SAW ME NAKED!?" Everyone froze at Edward's sudden outburst and snapped their attention to Mustang, who was now blushing himself.

"What the hell Alphonse?!" Roy shouted back.

"It didn't go as planned! I'm sorry!" He bowed and shot Ed a disappointed look. "Come with me!" He grabbed Ed's arm and carefully pulled him out of the room. Leaving Roy to stand their in the awkward silence of the kitchen.

"Listen Edward. I know you don't remember this last week, Mustang explained things to me. Do you at least remember you time you've spent working with the Military?" Edward nodded still kind of irritated. "So you remember meeting Mustang, doing missions with me and the other team members?" He nodded again. "Do you remember the few missions you went on with Mustang?" Again he nodded. "Then tell me, honestly, what are you feelings for the Colonel?" Edward's mouth dropped open but nothing came out. Alphonse just stood there waiting. Edward knew he couldn't get away with lying to his brother about something like this. Alphonse had asked in the past too. It was apparently obvious to him how he felt.

Edward let out a sigh before looking his brother in the eyes. "Again with this Al? He's a cold heart, hot headed, perverted bastard who doesn't give a shit about anything but himself and getting to the top!" He knew Roy would be able to hear him clearly. Al went to interrupt, but Edward lowered his voice and a soft smile teased as his lips. "But, I can't seem to get him off my mind. The time I spent locked up, you and him were the two I thought about most. You being safe and home. And Roy... he was there to save me...to hold me..." Ed's fists tightened. He didn't like talking about this kind of thing. With anyone. Al was his brother though. He knew he could always open up to him and Al would never reject him.

Alphonse smiled. "You should tell him Ed."

"No way! He'd laugh at me and think I'm some disgusting child! I couldn't stand that. I'd rather him never know that hate me." Alphonse smirked again.

"Did you hear that Mustang!?" Al yelled at the closed bathroom door. The handle twisted and the door slowly opened. Ed's heart beat furiously in his chest and he felt like he was chewing on his stomach. Roy pushed the door open fully and walked up to Ed, holding Edward's face in his hands. Before Edward could say anything, Mustang spoke softly.

"I would never hate you Ed." He stood there frozen in his Colonel's arms. Roy quickly leaned down, softly placing his lips onto Ed's.

Sorry it took me so long to update. Please don't hate me. I just haven't been in the mood to work on it and I had so many issues writing this chapter and the next one. Lame excuse I know. I hope you enjoyed this chapter though. I did have another part I was going to add to this chapter but I changed it so people could enjoy the happier ending instead. Next chapter is going to change the story completely and I almost have it done. Please review and let me know if you guys like this story! Hope to update again soon!