You all thought that I had killed Ed didn't you? I'm not that heartless and I'd be uber sad if I knew that Ed had died in one of my fics *glomps chimera Ed*. Yes he comes back in this chapter, and the chapters after this will be happier. I think there will be 2 or 3 chapters after this then I'm starting the werewolf story.

Yeah I don't know how long this wonderful mornings until 3pm that my brother is gone will last. He really doesn't like people (he's kinda like me but instead of being scared of cars he's scared of people). My dad is giving him a whole semester until he considers letting him go to cyber school. But my dad was kinda harsh, my brother was at school already when he started telling my mom and I about all this. He brought me into the conversation and confirmed that he once told my grandmother I had little to no chance of happiness cause I was going to become a shut in. It hurt when he said that and he also said more stuff like he doesn't want my brother to be all messed up. But what about me? Does he care at all?

Meh I'm just a little upset, but whatever, you guys don't want to hear a life story, you want to read the chapter already lol. So yes enjoy and stuff and always know that Ed and I you.

Oh and by the way while writing this chapter I was listening to Making love out of nothing at all by Air Supply, lol it suits the happiness at the end. ^^

you and please enjoy!

Unbreakable Bonds

I look down at Ed's lifeless body in shock; he can't be dead…not after all he had been through. I drop his limp hand and look up at Al, determination glowing in my eyes.

"Put him on the floor Al, I'm going to bring him back." He doesn't seem to hear, he just keeps staring at his brother's body. I know if he had a body right now he would be crying but the armor prevents him from shedding tears. Al shakes his head and nods, setting Ed down on the floor.

"The notes said that when Turner did CPR the patient would come back. Let's hope he wasn't lying…" Al murmurs, kneeling at his brother's head, gently closing the dull copper eyes with his hand. At least he looks like he's sleeping now.

I remember learning CPR when the war in Ishbal began; it had been required for soldiers to learn how to bring back someone. I rack my brain until all the steps come back to me, I lean down and gently rub his chest with my fist, he doesn't respond. I then tilt his head back and try to see if he is breathing, even if it is faint, but I'm not that lucky.

I pinch his nose and press my lips to his, trying to ignore the awkward feeling that threatens to take over me. It's not like I'm kissing him, it's to bring Ed back and I'm not enjoying this. I blow air into his mouth, feeling his chest rise with the forced breath; I lift my lips from his to let the air escape then do the same thing again.

Then I move down to his chest, placing my hands together with my fingers interlaced. I begin pushing down on the center of his chest, careful not to put too much pressure into the thrusts; I don't want to break one of the poor boy's ribs. Ed just lies there lifeless, body moving with the force of my pushing. After a minute I begin to repeat the procedure, placing my lips on his and blowing a mouthful of air into his lungs then I return to the compressions.

"This is normal; sometimes people will be doing CPR for minutes until the person wakes up." I reassure Al, who's looking at his brother with anxious eyes. He nods and gently rubs his brother's head, running his fingers over the golden dog ears.

"Brother wake up please. You said you'd stay around for a long time; don't go back on that promise like all your other ones." He whispers, sorrow echoing in the young boy's voice. I feel tears beginning to run from my eyes, dripping down onto Ed's limp body.

I lean in to put my lips to his when Ed suddenly takes in a hitched breath. I feel hope flow through me as he continues gasping for air, opening his eyes wide. Al helps him sit up and he gently pats his brother on the back, as though he's helping him clear his lungs.

"I'm…alive?" He asks through deep breaths, eyes streaming with tears. I sit in front of him and watch as his breathing becomes even. As soon as he's done gasping for breath he falls forward into my arms, thin arms wrapping around my neck.

I feel warmth radiating from the once cold body that had been lying lifeless on the floor minutes ago. This thought makes me feel better; Ed's back and he'll live. I hear his sobs echoing from my chest, his tears turning the white fabric of my shirt dark gray with moisture.

"It's okay Ed, your fine." I whisper gently. He seems to hear slightly then lifts his tear streaked face from my chest, looking at me with bloodshot golden eyes.

"Thank you for bringing me back." Ed smiles and his ears prick forward. I feel his tail whack my back and I smile.

"You don't have to thank me; I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I had left you dead on the floor." I pull him closer; embracing the young boy that had became a son to me in just a few months. I look up from Ed's face and look at Al, who's staring at the two of use with a mixture of sadness and happiness in his eyes.

"Get over here Al, your part of the family." I open my arms in a gesture telling him to join the group hug. I can almost see the armor smile as he wraps his arms around Ed and I. Ed turns to face Al and smiles, nuzzling the empty helmet with love glowing in his eyes.

"Love you Al." He whispers, turning his attention to his brother. I smile when he tries to wrap his skinny arms around Al's large metal shoulders.

"I love you too big brother." Al laughs and unwraps his arms from around me, putting them around his brother. I sit back and watch the two brothers laughing happily; it's funny to see the boney dog boy trying to hug the huge suit of armor that is his little brother.

After a couple minutes Ed lets out a large yawn, canine like teeth glinting in the pale morning light. He circles in Al's lap, trying to find a comfortable position to lie in. Once he seems comfortable he curls up against Al, wrapping his golden tail so it rests over his face.

"He's so adorable." I smile and stroke his head. Ed's ears prick up and he snuggles deeper into his tail, smiling.

"He is, thank you so much for bringing him back Mustang. Without big brother I don't know what I would do." Al begins running his large hand down Ed's body, his hand is almost as big as Ed at the moment, but I know Ed won't stay a skeleton forever.

"You both don't have to thank me, I love you both and if I hadn't brought him back I would hate myself." I look at Ed's sleeping figure, watching his side rise and fall with his deep breathing.

"Will you stay with us until he gets better? We love you too and it would probably make Ed really happy if you did." Al laughs as he continues stroking his brother, "He'll probably listen to you better than he listens to me."

"Of course I'll stay, I can't leave you to watch this little hell raiser by yourself."

"He doesn't look like he's able to raise hell right now."

"But once he gets better you'll see, now that he's part dog he'll be even worse."

"Oh god no." Al lets out a sigh and looks down at his brother with affection in his eyes.

"I'm going to sleep okay? I'll sleep in his bed since he seems comfortable on your lap." I stand up and grab a blanket from the bed, throwing it over Ed. He flinches slightly but snuggles into it, hand grabbing the red linen fabric to pull it closer.

"Night Mustang."

"Night Al." I yawn as I settle into the bed, exhausted from all the craziness that had happened in only an hour or so. I close my eyes and fall quickly into a peaceful sleep.