Heya guys! Wow, when I wrote this, I was thinking: well, when they find Wrath from FMA 2003 version, he ate. So that's where I came up with the idea that Angel gets hungry since her body rejects the stones. (Yes, that's already been known).

I also wanted Roy to see her since he helped raise her since she was young after her father died. About a certain line, I do read/watch yaoi, I wanted my own...mini moment in there. Well, that and I wanted Roy to get really red since no one sees him speechless and as crimson as Edward's old coat.

Songs: "Haven't Met You Yet" by Michael Buble'
"Can't Forget You" by My Darkest Days
"Gotta Be Somebody" by Nickelback
"U Remind Me" by Usher (I know what this song is really about, but the line "You remind me of a girl that I once knew. I see her face whenever I look at you..." Those lines really set this song out.)

OH YEAH, IF YOU'VE READ THIS BEFORE, WHEN IT WAS CHAPTER 5, THE REAL CHAPTER 5 IS UP! SORRY GUYS!

Angel walked into the city, feeling the city boast with life of their daily lives. She knew where the red light district was without having been there, remembering from her time with Lust and Envy. She headed into the heart, even if she knew she had never been there in her life before...or that she knew of. She still had no recollection of her previous life before she was brought back as a homunculous.

Angel sighed as she slowed her walk considerably as she walked closer to the heart of the city. She knew that Central's military's main headquarters where there. The Fuhrer's office was in the same building that the military officers and all military personnel worked in. When she grew even closer into the city, seeing cafes she knew all sorts of trivia on, but with no real reason why she knew them. She stopped at one shop window, peering into window of some bakery. The baked goods were displayed for people to buy. The smell carried out onto the street.

For the first time since becoming a conscious homunculi, Angel's stomach lurched with hunger.

Angel looks down to her stomach with confusion and clutched her stomach lightly. "Now you're hungry?" she asked to her stomach in a soft whisper. Her other hand was still pressed to the glass. "I kinda wish I had money."

"And to think I call you a friend, Roy," a voice said as they approached me from behind as they walked on the sidewalk. "Mick's fine with Maes. I trust him."

Angel widened her eyes. She knew that voice from somewhere. She turned and looked toward the voice walking down the sidewalk, thankful that the heart of Central, or however close she was to the heart, was quieter than in the outskirts. That's when she saw him.

He was a handsome man. A FAMILIAR handsome man with golden hair and the same golden eyes. Angel knew she'd seen him somewhere before. Angel mentally shook her head at the thought that she knew him from somewhere. He had his hair in a ponytail with his bangs falling forward, framing his face.

"I trust him too, but Mick does need to be around other kids," a man with ravenous black hair and deep black eyes said. He sounded so dignified, yet caring.

The man looked just as familiar, maybe slightly less familiar than the blond one. He was about the same height as the blond, yet older. Angel stared at him, somehow knowing that he was smarter than he looked.

"And you must know other kids Mick's age?" the blond asked the man as they walked

Angel kept his look on the two, wondering where she had seen either before. As the blond came closer, Angel widened her eyes a little. It was the guy she had ran into during her last trip to Central City.

The older, raven haired man chuckled. "You have me there."

Angel pushed her brunette hair out of the way of her eyes, still gazing toward the two men. She turned back to the window of the bakery, wondering how she could make money enough to eat something. She pressed her forehead to the window.

"This sucks," she groaned.

"You know, it won't work if you do that," the blond's voice said directly behind her. She could tell he was smiling.

Angel tried to keep her rapidly beating heart down when she heard him talk to her. "It does if you want it to," she said smartly.

Both men laughed. "She sounds like a fireball," the older man said.

"Yeah, yeah, you and your fire analogies, Flame-boy," the blond said.

Angel giggled, turning around. "Are you two related or something?"

Edward and Roy both felt their hearts skip a beat at the girl in front of them. She looked so much like Andi that it scared Roy. Ed looked at her, remembering her from when he had bummed into her.

"Y-You're that girl from the street a couple weeks ago," Ed said, staring at her.

She had her smile, her eyes-even if the color was different, Ed could clearly see Andi's eye color in this doppelganger of his wife. Ed looked at everything: her face that was shaped like Andi's, the girl's rather large bust that would have easily attracted Roy's attention, down to her slender, yet curvy figure, and her toned legs that Edward could have guessed came from sparring someone.

Angel smiled. "You're that guy," she said, glad he remembered her enough to jog her memory of those times when she thought of nothing but him. She gave him a guilty smile. "I'm sorry for running into you that day."

Ed smiled. "You're fine. I was about to say the same to you."

Roy stared at the formally depressed and just-getting-along Edward, to the Edward he was before Andi's disappearance. He actually seemed happy to see this mysterious girl he'd only seen once before.

Angel giggled a little. "But I was the one who was stupid enough to read and walk."

"Read and walk, sounds like someone I know," Roy said as he turned his glance from the girl he knew from somewhere to Edward.

"Oh shut up, you old flaming geezer," Edward said as he glared toward Roy. "I don't read and walk at the same time anymore. I watch Mickaela and walk at the same time."

"So, are you two...um...living with each other?" Angel asked innocently, trying to get behind why the blond would call the other one flaming.

Both men went extremely red; redder than her jacket. Angel became instantly wide-eyed."No, no, we're more like former subordinate and superior officer," the blond said with a nervous laugh and smile, saying his words too quickly. He tried not to think about the thought of him and Roy under the same roof, lovers or not. It just wasn't going to happen.

"More like adopted father-in-law," Roy's baritone voice said.

"Oh? You're married?"

Edward looked to the ground, having been forced to think about the smiling, blonde, angelic face of his MIA wife.

"She's no longer with us, but Ed here, still likes to have me around," Roy said with a smile as he put his hand on Edward's shoulder. Roy had tried to put it delicately, but there isn't much you could say without putting Ed near tears or say that Andi was announced missing in action and hardly any clues and leads have turned up since.

"Your name is Ed?" Angel asked.

Edward perked his head up. "Yeah, the name is Edward Elric, but you can call me Ed."

"Elric? Are you related to Andi Elric by any chance?"

Edward felt his heart drop into his ice-forming stomach. That girl had just said her name. His wife's name. The one he silently forbade everyone in his life from speaking unless it pertained to her disappearance and being that much closer to finding her and bringing her home.

"I-I am," Ed managed. "She was my wife."

Angel gave him a sympathetic smile, making Roy think the same as Ed: that look a lot like Andi; almost too much like Andi. "I'm sorry. I was reading her article in the paper when you bummed into me. She sounded really great."

Ed gave her a sad smile, thinking about all of Andi and the most recent bedtime story Edward had been telling Mickaela: how he found out she was pregnant with her. "She was really great."

Angel gave him a brighter smile. "I hope they find her for you. No one should look that sad when thinking about someone they care about."

Angel looked at the time, quickly calculating how long it would take her to get back to the manor. "I have to go, Ed and..."

Roy held out his hand. "Roy," he said, "Roy Mustang."

"Roy," she repeated with a smile. "I hope to see you around."

After smiling to both of them a final time, she walked away, heading down the street. Edward watched her walk away, tilting his head slightly as she walked. He had seen her before, and he knew it wasn't from when he bummed into her.

"Ed, you weren't lying," Roy said after the girl had disappeared into the cityscape. "That girl looks a lot like..."

Ed interrupted him with a husky, "Yeah, I know she does..."