Second Chance
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A/N: a little more before the first major group encounter just wait please!
Chapter Three: Adjust…Move on…
Edward stands on Winery's porch watching Alphonse play fetch with Den. Somehow, no matter how bad he wants it too this feels wrong. Something is happening and he knows that they should be searching for answers, figuring it out. But he knows Alphonse deserves a normal life, HE deserves a normal life. Some peace in the brother's world just this once.
"Ed," a soft, female voice says. Edward turns to see Winery. He smiles softly.
"Hey," he offers back. She moves closer a warm smile on her face.
"I'm glad you're home," the girl says and places her hands on his shoulders. They both lean in until their lips touch. Edward's hands find their way to her waist. As the night falls and the fire flies light up they share this moment together. And Edward thinks he can adjust to this life.
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Scar paces at the mouth of the cave. Chance is gone; he said he was going back into the city to get supplies. Scar feels like a complete idiot for letting him go. The kid is only thirteen (he found out Chance's age the day before), and he's lived through one War and now a second. Somehow it doesn't seem fair but Scar knows life isn't fair. He assumes Chance knows that too.
"Shit kid," Scar growls. He's feeling a strange protective nature coming over him, though it's not fully unfamiliar. He remembers the two boys, Rick and Leo, he felt protective over them as well. Of course they ended up hating him. But that's his own fault, he knows that.
He doesn't want to think of everything he did before. In his mind he isn't sure if he's sorry that he killed the entire state alchemist, but he hurt innocent people, he knows that for sure. Scar thinks maybe God brought him back in a time like this, so much like before, to punish him.
It's getting light out; Chance had left some time in the night. He said it was safer at night. Scar growls in the back of his throat, it makes him sound like an animal, but is he really anything else (A/N: Okay I do not believe what I just wrote here).
Scar runs his hand down his face when he sees a figure walking toward the cave. At first he tenses, not sure if it is a solider. But the shape becomes more apparent and it's clearly a child, Chance. But something is wrong. His hand is placed awkwardly against his ribs.
Scar moves quickly and sees that Chance's side is bleeding, his blood staining his shirt. Chance tries to smile past the pain.
"Hey Daniel," his voice is forced but still, somehow, cheerful. "I got shot…" Chance is standing but swaying on his feet. Scar wraps an arm around his waist to support the boy, but is careful to touch the wound.
"What happened," Scar asks concern deeply etched in his voice.
"Some of the Xing spotted me," he says. "I tried to run but I got grazed on the side, I think…"
"How bad does it hurt," Scar asks.
"Pretty bad," Chance says. "But I'm fine…doing worry…"
"Kid you got shot you're not fine," Scar says as they make their way into the cave. Chance sits down on the floor and pulls his shirt off. Scar hisses when he sees that the bullet clearly didn't graze Chance's side, it's in him. Luckily not near anything important, but still imbedded somewhere near his lower ribs on the left side.
"We gotta get the bullet out," Scar says. Chance moans and points to the beg he dropped in the corner.
"Bandages, alcohol and some other medical stuff I stole," Chance says.
"Why did you steal alcohol," Scar asks raising a thin white, eyebrow. Chance smile lightly and leans his head back against the wall.
"Because antistatic is harder to steal," he says. "I got shot getting the medical supplies I didn't have time to grab anything else…okay I got food and water too…" Chance seems stacker brained at the moment but that might be the blood loss. Scar grabs the medical tools and the foreign alcohol.
The man pours some of the drink on the wound and Chance hisses in pain. Scar offers a smile but Chance's eyes are squeezed shut.
"This is going to hurt," Scar says as he processed to remove the bullet.
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Alphonse yawns loudly as Winery sets breakfast on the table. He's already offered to help several times but Winery and Granny both said there was no need. He can't help but smile when Edward pecks Winery on the cheek. And he thinks; about damn time.
So they've fallen into a happy sort of rhythm at this point. He is at peace, he feels normal. He hasn't felt this way since before his mother died. He jokingly asked Edward when he'd be an uncle. Edward processed to choke on his stew and Winery turned bright red. Al feels that's one of the happiest moments he's ever had.
"Geez since you guys came back I've had to cook three times as much," Winery complains though there is no meaning behind it once so ever. "Someone so small shouldn't be able to eat so much. Edward starts to explode but his mouth is full so food spits out.
Winery hits Edward with the wrench and scowled him for making a mess. Alphonse lays so hard he falls off his chair.
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"We have to get out of here," Chance says finally. He was asleep, or Scar thought he was asleep but apparently that doesn't seem to last for more the three hours or so.
"What do you mean," Scar asks. His back is resting against the wall so he can see both Chance and the entrance of the cave. Chance winces a little sitting up but otherwise seems fine. Scar guess the kid is tougher than he looks. Then again he's missing three of his limbs and still seems pretty upbeat but that's tough to Scar.
"I mean if we keep sitting here we're gonna die," Chance says. "It's only a matter of time before we're found. We gotta go."
"Where," Scar asks. He truly can't think of any place that he would consider safe (but he also isn't sure how long he's been dead).
"Resembool," Chance offers. "It's across the desert! It would be safe to hide out!" Scar rubs the back of his neck. Something in the back of his mind is saying something about Resembool but he chooses to ignore it because he knows Chance is right, if they stay here there probably going to be found and die.
"Alright," Scar says. "We'll leave…"
"Thanks," Chance says. "I really didn't want to go alone."
"Yeah well if you haven't found me I probably would have gotten eat by vultures," Scar says. "Besides Ishvalan have to stick together. Chance merely smiles because it is time to move on…"
A/N: Okay spread Edward and Alphonse in there because I wanted the chapter to be longer but I think it fit in well. So yeah please review and I hope you enjoyed!
