AN: I'm sorry this is so late. I didn't say anything about Hiatus since no one had reviewed anyways. I'll try my best with these following chapters.

Disclaimer: I don't own FMA.

Chapter 2: What should I do?

Hawkeye fell in his arms. Mustang gasped, "L-l-lieutenant? Why?"

She lay unresponsive for a moment. And then a soft mutter came out.

"C-c-colonel. Y-you told me t-to cover you. I followed your orders s-sir," she stuttered. Gasping in pain, blood shot out of her mouth. A stain of blood trickled onto her chin.

"You--" he stuttered out, "Why did you do that?!" He curled up his fingers as the blood spilled on them. His mind was filled with guilt and the voices reached out at him to whisper It's all your fault! It's all your fault!

Mustang shook his head to clear the thoughts. He closed his eyes for a few seconds. He knew the military and the Ishbalans were waiting for his next move and he didn't want to keep them waiting. A sound of footsteps coming towards him made his eyes fly open.

"Colonel. Take her someplace where they can help her. Or she probably won't make it," the young blond muttered as his cigarette fell out of his mouth. Havoc shifted uncomfortably on the spot and then retreated back to his original place beside the rest of his friends.

"..." Mustang stayed silent and muttered something untraceble under his breath.

He gritted his teeth and raced off with Hawkeye to find a hospital. Havoc and the others stared after him.

Do suru?!(What should I do?!) There's no hospital close by! Kuso...(Damn). he thought desperately. They reached the edge of a small destroyed Ishbalan settlement. The buildings were half-ruined but the roofs still in reasonable condition.

That'll do. Mustang took a huge leap and landed on the top of one of the flat-roofed sand houses. He took a running leap towards the next one and just managed to grab the ledge with his hand. He hauled himself onto the flat roof. There was hardly enough space on the broken roof for one person to stand. He was about to take another leap when he realized the next house in front of him was completely obliterated. He moved his gaze to the building beside him. There was more of a jump but that was his only choice. Jumping on roofs would waste less time.

He ran and leaped over.

He reached out with his hand and...missed the ledge.

Mustang prepared for a hard fall to the ground but he felt himself being hauled upwards a little. He looked up slightly, the sight amazing him. Hawkeye had grabbed the ledge with the hand that wasn't still clutching her handgun. She looked back down at him, blood still dripping down. She gripped his hand tighter and flipped him onto the roof. A soft thud told her he had met the right destination. Mustang took her arm and hauled her up beside him, giving him his shoulder as support.

"Thanks," she managed to mumble. She coughed a little but stayed upright. A small smile played at her lips.

He nodded, seeming distracted. He looked back at her and said with a smirk,"You're becoming my ledge grabber now."

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Mustang arrived safely at a small medical facility with a hospital. Apart from a small scratch, he was perfectly fine. They were nearing Central already. He pushed the door open slightly. He spaced out a little, his thoughts wandering on Hawkeye and the voices who came back to him. He shoved them away and followed the nurses with Hawkeye to a stretcher.

"I'm going to call Central. I'll catch you soon," he said, raising his palm to her in farewell and a slight smile on his mouth.

She smiled back at him peacefully, resting her back on the stretcher finally. He watched her close her glittering hazel eyes as the stretcher was pulled away and went to phone Central.

AN: How was it? I don't write much romance and I don't like Fluff much. It just doesn't work with older people anyways.

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P.S. I can't believe I just typed that. Off hiatus XD