PHEW! The ball is still rolling! I am so proud of myself as much as I love hearing reviews and responding to them! Which is a lot, by the way!

In this chapter, I really wanted Ed to get more comfortable with Angel around. I also wanted to make it start getting good. Call me evil for being this sadistic to one of my favorite characters from the series, mostly because I am. I also added in a description which I commend myself on because I did that without looking at a picture to find out what they looked like. You'll find out in the chapter of who it is.

Songs: "We Danced" by Brad Paisley
"Almost Paradise" by Mike Reno and Ann Wilson (Or at least I think it's Ann from Heart)
"Trying Not To Love You" by Nickelback (An Ed song)
"Like Nobody Else" by My Darkest Days (Ed's thoughts on Andi at their wedding and Angel looking at Ed)
"She Will Be Loved" by Maroon 5 (This song just seemed to fit. Perhaps it's Ed's and Andi's wedding song, I am not sure, but this song was definitely in the playlist because it just fit somewhere)
"Brothers" by Vic Mignogna (I think of this song every time Al is mentioned)

Ed watched as the girl looked up, just as Andi would have done. Roy stared at her, immediately taking back what he wanted to do to the girl. He hadn't been with any girl remotely looking like Andi. There, in the bar, both men could see the exact mirror of the one person both admittedly missed the most.

Ed felt his heart quicken as she noticed him, handing her friend's her drink and walking to him after saying something to them. Stopped at him with a soft smile, one Andi would give to him often.

"Edward, right?" she asked as she stopped at him.

Roy blinked. It was that girl from the bakery. How did he not see her before?

Ed nodded, mouth half-hung open in shock. He remembered her alright. He remembered her as the one girl who looked too much like Andi for his own good. "A-Angel, right?"

She smiled, nodding once happily. Ed had a feeling she hadn't shown anyone that side in a long time. "That's right. What's brings you here?"

"Work," Ed said casually. He wasn't about to tell his life story to some girl who looked like Andi. After all, it could be Envy behind that "skin" trying to torment him.

She smiled. It wasn't that devious smile Envy would give his latest victim. It looked like she truly cared about what he said. "Where do you work?"

"Military," he said nonchalantly, his hand still around the glass of brandy.

"So, what brings you here, Angel?" Roy asked, needing the subject to be changed. Ed wasn't taking it anywhere when he needed to. The girl was clearly interested in him. Why couldn't Ed see that?

Angel shrugged. "Friends of mine brought me here. They invited me."

Friends? Angel thought casually. She'd hardly use the term to describe Greed and Envy. Lust was a friend, but she couldn't pinpoint what she'd call the guys.

Roy nodded, taking a sip of his drink. Now that he knew it was the Andi doppelganger from the bakery, all chance of him getting drunk and taking her home was gone. It wasn't like he wasn't going to stop all contact with her. She was still one of the nicest girls to talk to. Always so polite and cordial to others.

Ed looked around as music started to fill the room, his scan stopping on Angel, who was talking to Roy about God knew what. He took a big swig of brandy, feeling the effects of the alcohol. If it wasn't for the liquid courage, he wouldn't be anywhere near her, or doing what he was thinking of doing.

"Angel, do you wanna dance?" Ed asked, completely in the middle of what Roy was saying to the brunette.

Angel looked at him, feeling her heart soar for a moment. "Yeah, I'd love to," she said as she took his extended hand and let him lead her out onto the dance floor.

Ed smiled to her as they started to dance, making Angel smile in return. He couldn't help but to feel the same warmth he'd feel when he made Andi smile that shyly. For an instant, it was just them on the dance floor and in the world. There wasn't any pain from losing a dear loved one, and there wasn't any thoughts running through either head, but the other person. Angel felt a little light headed around him. Like he was the last person she wanted to see at night before she went into the library and the first person in the morning.

"So, Angel," Ed asked when he knew he was a little more comfortable than before around her, "where you from?"

"Outside Central City," she said with a smile, glad it was Ed who spoke first. "How about you?"

"Risembool," he said with a slight smile. "It's a small villiage in the east. I grew up there with my younger brother and a childhood friend of mine, whom my brother married."

Angel smiled, feeling like she was seeing inside the world of this intriguing person.

"How about you, Angel? Do you have any brothers or sisters?"

Angel shook her head, hardly considering the homunculi she lived with as siblings. Lust was close but she was more like what the humans called best, or close, friend. It wasn't like a sister or anything.

"Only child, eh?" Ed said with a slight smile.

Andi was an only child, Ed thought casually, for once not feeling any remorse. But no, there would be time for remorse when he was laying in an empty bed without his wife at his side.

Angel nodded as Ed spun her around and caught her in his arms. He's strong, she thought, taking note of his muscular, yet oddly familiar arms around her body.

"Do you just have a brother?"

"Yeah, though I seem to like to count the childhood friend, yet sister-in-law by marriage, a sister. That was before my younger brother married her."

Angel smiled, trying to picture a younger brother for this handsome man. She thought of this slightly younger guy, maybe a year or two younger than Ed with slightly darker blond hair and perhaps deep gold-gray eyes. Since Ed's hair was longer, pulled into a ponytail, his brother's would be cut short like Roy's, but short in the back and longer in the front. Maybe this brother was taller, which is why Ed calls him younger instead of little.

Perhaps this thought of Edward's younger brother was just her overactive imagination again. Envy and Greed always said that descriptions like that were a product of it.

Ed pulled Angel closer to his body as a slower song started to play. Her body was pressed lightly against his. Her arm was wrapped around his shoulder as her head practically laid on his shoulder. Ed kept her hand in his, trying to push out the memory of his and Andi's wedding dance when Andi was in the same position.

No, Angel isn't Andi, he thought, it's just a mere coincidence that this girl is a lot like her. Andi's gone, MIA, not coming back like Mom or Dad or Winry's parents.

He still couldn't help but to remember Andi's deep gold hair pulled up into a messy, yet elegant updo with a small, silver hair pin that had a small, white gem at the end. The hair pin had been her mother's that her father kept with him from his wedding to her mother. Andi wore white with a red ribbon around her waist. Her gown was a elegant, flowing, princess-like one with red embroidery at the hem. Ed couldn't forget her smile that day. It shined brighter than the sun, and even brighter when he and her danced their first song. He'd secretly taken dance lessons with Riza to surprise Andi as a wedding present. They had danced for two songs without realizing it that day. Not that either of them cared. Maes was taking Mick for a night or two before Andi and Ed went on their honeymoon. To the newly wed Elric's, they had all the time in the world to slow dance with their bodies as close as what Ed was dancing with Angel.

"You're a good dancer, Ed," Angel said lightly as she danced with Ed leading.

"Thanks," he said, not daring to mention where he learned it. She didn't need to know that he was a possible widower with a young daughter. Right then, all he wanted was for him and her to exist in their own world. "I learned from a good friend of mine."

Angel lifted her head from his shoulder to look at him with a soft smile. Ed smiled back without realizing it. For once since he last saw Andi, he was happy.

"Holy shit, this is working out better than planned, Envy," Greed whispered to Envy from across the table as both watched Angel giggle and dance yet another song with Edward Elric. "He's no idea that he's dancing with his wife."

Envy and Greed chuckled lowly.

"The best part is that the Fullmetal Pipsqueak's falling in love with our little homunculous and doesn't know it. Imagine the heart attack when he finds out what and who she really is."

"Next phase in our plan or ride this out?"

"Let's do a little of both. Angel needs some time as well. We can't have her moving too quick on the Pipsqueak."

"Both? Do you think moving too slow will cause our little Angel to FEEL something toward our former alchemist?"

Envy waved a hand in the air, dismissing the thought completely. "Pssh, it wouldn't happen. Homunculi, whether they have eaten the stones or not, can't feel strong, or useless, emotions like love to begin with."

"But Angel isn't like the rest of us. She isn't like Wrath or Gluttony or Pride."

"No, but she is still a wannabe human just like the rest of us," Envy said in a half-snap, half-quickened tone. "Deep down, she's like the rest of us. She'll never know who she was or remember anything from when she was human, which makes her the perfect torture device for Elric when we finally get him where we want him."

Greed chuckled. "She's going to be our little temptress alright. The next Lust, without killing Lust or replacing her."

"Just the Lust for Edward Elric," Envy said with a sinister tone and a matching smirk.

The two of them turned back to Angel and Elric, watching Ed with that caring smile on his face as the two of them danced. What would make this even more perfect was if Angel knew of their plan. She'd definitely move it along.