A.N: Alright, I know, I know, I haven't updated in about 3 months now. It's only because I got literally close to ZERO feedback. I'm only 15 (almost 16), guys, I have a long way to go in order to become a pro writer. And in order to achieve that goal, I'll need feedback. Tell me if you love it, tell me if you hate it, tell me if you want to cuddle with it by the fire and bake it cookies with the colourful sprinkles you buy from Timmies or Dunkin Donuts. A huge thanks to jaclynkaileigh, though, for motivating me to finish this chapter, once and for all. (: Greatly appreciated! GIVE ME FEEDBACK.

Jacob Willis had always had keen eyes for observation. He was memorized the faces of each doctor by heart, making sure not to leave a single syllable of their names out of his mind. He knew of each of their personalities, what they enjoyed and how they enjoyed it. Especially Bunny, considering the fact that she was one of the few doctors who had stayed at the institution for as long as she had. Nevertheless, the woman seemed chip and joyful each and every day, smacking smiles down on each of her colleagues' faces. She and Edward Elric had befriended one another, and the young lad seemed keen on the idea of lifting the skinny woman's spirit. Anyone could tell that for the past few weeks, Bunny had been smashed down by a horde of melancholies due to her difficult patient. It surprised Jacob to think that there was such a patient that was capable of bringing such a talented young doctor down. And everyone knew, Jacob Willis liked his people happy. So, for Bunny's sake and Bunny's sake only, Jacob decided that day, on the 14th of June, to pay a visit to the patient himself, proving to Bunny that she had narrowly failed in her request not to bother him.

At first encounter, Jacob Willis found it hard to keep a proper composure, for more reasons than one. For one thing, the girl was absolutely stunning. Her blonde hair was just the right shade, her eyes like little pieces of the sky, and her alabaster skin a radiant porcelain tint. She sat with a slump, and her head shyly looking upwards at him. She would occasionally rub her forearms together in nervousness, focusing her eyes on every part of the room except for the man standing before her. And lastly, no matter what Jacob said, no matter how utterly hilarious his jokes were, her face remained, in literal sense, still as a sentinel rock among canyons.

"What did you say your name was, dear?"

"Will be." The girl replied almost immediately, her head still somewhat lowered. Despite this, Jacob could just make out her broad smile that stretched from ear to ear. Proud of his accomplishment, the old man scanned the room, in search of something- anything!- to continue her speech.

"That sure is a pretty picture, sweetie. Lovely little mutt he is."

Her eyebrows twitched upon the word 'mutt', however, the girl remained silent, giving a gentle shrug in reply.

"Ah... Ahem... Hmm... Well, what can you tell me about this picture here?" Jacob asked, fishing out a sheet of watercolour paper, busied with a dash of colours outlining a large city skyline, and what seemed to be a silhouette standing atop the buildings. There seemed to be explosions on the ground below, and odd looking hovercrafts across the sky. Jacob Willis was suddenly taken aback from this picture, a cool breeze snaking up his spine. What is this girl thinking? Who is she? And in Jacob's sheer horror, the girl finally looked up at him, with the same smile as before.

"Wait..."

Small burnt crumbs fell on the marble slab floor as Edward dashed towards the cafeteria. He had grabbed a half-burnt piece of toast before leaving the house, only to realize its state after finishing half of it. The other doctors and nurses gave him peculiar looks as he dashed by, whispering quietly to themselves with occasional giggles. He didn't care. Bunny should be on break right about now, and he had promised her another 'therapy' session. Quite frankly, the amber eyed boy felt pleased with his efforts as a therapist. Only a few weeks in, and he was curing an elite doctor! Who would've thought?

And, as usual, he found Bunny slumped against a table, her head resting comfortably on her arms with a tired look on her face. But something was different today. The moment she caught a glimpse at Edward, her spine snapped back up (it horrified Edward, really. How can a human body do that?) ,and she was on her feet with her two fists on her hips.

"You're late, Elric!"

Edward raised an eyebrow. On second thought, maybe she didn't need his help anymore.

"You're looking... fully recovered."

Bunny threw her head back and laughed her loud, obnoxious laugh, sending echoes throughout the entire cafeteria. "Well, Jacobs been taking over a few of my shifts for misses creeps-a-lot! It's really helped with the sleep, y'know?"

"Oh, yeah? Well hey, that's nice of him. Make sure the geezer doesn't overload himself, he looks like he'll croak any day..."

"Edward! Don't say that!" Bunny cried, flailing her arms over her head. "Mr. Willis is very important to me! He's like a second dad!"

"Ah..! S-Sorry! Hey, don't hit me!"

Despite Bunny's sudden outburst of energy, the two resumed their daily routine. Bunny went on and on about her life in which Edward should have been an expert on by now, and Edward resumed only paying half his attention to her words, and the other half on his annoying schedule. A 6 a.m start just for one patient, and his next wasn't for another 4 hours. He missed his old job of helping the Heiderich boy with his rockets. The old thought of his late friend bound a knot deep within his chest. That boy truly did resemble his brother in more ways than one.

"Ahem."

The pair jumped from their seats from the sudden sound, just as the cheerful sound of laughter came from behind them. Their eyes met with Mr. Willis' kind face, along with his obnoxious laughter. What the hell does he think is so funny?

"Ah, you kid's never seem to give me a break!" He laughed.

"Mr. Willis!" Bunny exclaimed. "What's up? Do you need something?"

In an instant, as it had happened before, Jacob's face went from cheerful and joyous to grim and serious. Edward and Bunny's expressions crumbled along. "Yes. I need to chat with you, Harriet." His eyes narrowed over to Edward, and the golden eyed boy jumped a second time as a shiver ran down his spine. "And don't you think about following us, Elric."

And with that, along with a concerned look from Bunny, the two were off. Don't follow them, huh? A sly smirk crept its way across Edward's face.

"He might as well have just given me a written invitation!" Edward snickered.

"Jacob, I've known you longer than most people here, so I know that you never use my real name unless I'm either in trouble, or there's something terribly serious going on."

Jacob Willis said nothing, and instead gestured to the empty seat in front of her desk. Bunny nodded and plopped down, her heart pounding against the walls of her chest. Jacob joined her soon after, barely closing the door.

"Eh...? Jake? Aren't you going to close the door all the way?" Bunny whispered. Again, Jacob said nothing, but simply stared at the mahogany of his desk for a short while, and then back at the woman in front of him.

"This girl. Have you given her a name?"

"I... Uh. I'm sorry?"

"A name."

Bunny was taken aback, as her eyes narrowed at the old man, almost as if she were offended. "With all due respect, Mr. Willis, that girl isn't a dog for me to name her. If I were to give her one, she would completely forget her old name and simply stick with her given one. Her current state is bad enough as is, we really have to be careful of what we say and do with her."

Jacob smiled at Bunny's initiative. Leaning back in his chair he let out a deep breath.

"And this response she gives every time you ask her of said name... it was...?"

Bunny raised an eyebrow. Shouldn't he have known this by now? "She doesn't say her name. She simply stated that she would remember soon."

"No, Bunny. What does she say when you ask her for her name?"

Bunny was once again puzzled by her superior's questions. "W...Will be, sir. Will be."

Jacob nodded, and his smile spread wider. "I spent four sessions with her, Bunny. Each time, I asked her for her name, and she gave me the same answer. She seemed to get more and more irritated each time, so at least we aren't dealing with any Goldfield Syndrome of any sort."

Thank God, Bunny thought to herself. The last case of Goldfield Syndrome she has dealt with gave her an unsatisfying response, as she watching in pity as the patient's life went on and on with repeat, day after day. She hoped she wouldn't have to see anyone go through something like that ever again.

"Nonetheless, perhaps there's something we've overlooked."

"Oh? Continue."

"Based on her finger-paintings, it's obvious she isn't brain dead. She thinks. She feels. She understands. She just... doesn't remember."

"I understand." Bunny whispered. "Do you think that maybe... she speaks based on sounds, Mr. Willis?"

Jacob was now grinning at the young girl, who seemed to have become his pride and joy. "Well done, Harriet. That's exactly what I'm saying. The tune or rhythm of her name ties into those two words somehow."

Bunny rubbed her chin, her eyebrows arching downwards as her mind wandered off into thought. "A name that has the same tune as 'will be'? Jenny? Keely? Winnie?"

"Winry..."

Bunny jumped from her seat for the second time that day, releasing a small 'YELP!', and spinning around. There, in the doorway stood Edward Elric, his face pale as a ghost, and his fists tightly clenched. Jacob smiled to himself quietly. Curiosity killed the cat.