Riza awoke and instantly regretted it. The pain in her right arm was throbbing. Moaning, she struggled to sit up but realized she was being held down to her pillow. Upon opening her eyes, she looked up to see that her pillow was actually the lap of Roy Mustang. He did not look down, but stared straight ahead and held her firmly where she was. She struggled for a moment to look around. They were in what looked like a small room with no visible doors or windows. It was still dark, but after passing out, her eyes were adjusted as much as possible, and she could see the dark lumps what appeared to be two dead Chimeras. The walls felt like metal and were warm to the touch where her leg was against it. Across from them, she could see a black shape on the wall that had small embers of fire coming from it. She mumbled incoherently and Roy blinked, as if awakening from a very light sleep. He turned his head and she thought she saw tears on his cheeks.

He coughed roughly and rubbed his eyes, removing any evidence. "Hey." he whispered in a hoarse voice. "How are you feeling?" He looked over at her arm. Riza did not answer right away. She was very dizzy and lightheaded. Blinking, she felt sweat drip from her eyelids and realized just how scathingly hot it was. Gathering strength, she moved Mustang's arm from around her and sat up using her good arm.

"Where..." she started. Roy cut her off.

"How are you feeling?" he repeated.

"...I'm okay." she said after a moment, remembering what had happened before she fainted. Just the memory of the pain made her head whirl. "What is that?" she pointed toward the black shape on the wall.

"I tried to burn a way out to get you help. I didn't get far, though. My gloves had become soaked in sweat and it was just making the heat worse." she could hear the frustration in his voice.

"How long have we been in here, sir?" Riza took off her shredded military jacket but it did little to cool her.

"Seventeen hours." he watched the embers on the wall while fingering his State Alchemist pocket watch. She realized her annoyance that he would not look at her, but pushed it to the back of her mind. Perspective.

"So, this... metal room... just came out of nowhere and dropped on us?" she asked. Her mind could not quite fully wrap itself around the idea. "This big metal box just fell out of the ceiling?" Roy's face hardened.

"...It was a trap. The Chimeras were never supposed to kill us. They were a distraction and a means of weakening us. It was a big stupid trap, and I fell for it." Riza saw him grit his teeth and clench his fists. "And now we're going to suffocate to death because of me. Because I wanted revenge from Envy!" He dropped his face into his hands. Riza watched him for a moment and then scooted closer to him. She leaned her head against his shoulder.

"With all due respect, sir, what is done is done. We can place blame on who chased who for what reasons later. For now, I think, we need to figure a way out of here."

"Lieutenant, look around you. There is no way out. Even if I could produce fire, I'll burn us alive before I burn a hole out of that wall." Hawkeye was silent. She got to her feet and felt the walls with her good hand. Her eyes searched for a tiny hole, somewhere, anywhere. If she could find just a small hole, maybe she could yell for help.

Roy watched her check the walls even though he knew it was in vain. He had checked five different times now. The thoughts in his head were starting to get blurry with frustration and anger. He was increasingly mad at himself for getting himself into this situation and even more upset that he had brought Hawkeye along with him. It had been a fool's mission, to seek out Envy and make him pay for what he had done. Eventually, Riza gave up and sat next to him once more. The air had grown stuffy and it was getting slightly harder to breathe. Roy could hear Riza's breaths becoming quicker. They sat in silence for an hour and then another. Suddenly, Roy could not take sitting anymore. He got up and paced and after another hour of that, he started checking the walls for the sixth time.

Riza stood when he started pounding and kicking at the walls.

"Colonel." she said, coming up behind him. He ignored her. "Roy!" she repeated, louder.

"What?" he turned and almost spat in her face. She took a step back and stared at him hard.

"That wont help."

"What would you have me do, then? Sit there and do nothing? Do nothing while you suffocate? I can hear you breathing, Riza Hawkeye!" his eyes were angry, almost crazed. Riza's own eyes narrowed. She had never seen her superior this upset. His temper seemed dangerous, but Riza had never been one to be deterred by danger.

"Roy Mustang, if I die today, don't you dare think that it would be your fault." she said calmly.

"Really? You're giving me orders now?" He shouted. "I am your superior, Lieutenant Hawkeye!" His back straightened as he remembered their ranks, "Do not tell me what to do!"

"You're acting like a child and wasting precious air." Her eyes flashed with warning, but Roy did not heed to it. He was beyond angry at himself and was taking it out on her. It was as if he was watching himself in a film and screaming at himself to shut up, but it was useless. His fiery temper would not let him calm down.

"I don't give a shit about how childish I am acting right now, Lieutenant! You don't even realize that if you die today, you will never be able to walk your damn dog again! You are never going to be able to see Rebecca again! Is that what you want, Lieutenant? Don't you ever want to get married?" This sent Riza into a fury and she reached out to slap him again with her good arm, but he caught it just in time.

"If I die? If I die? What about you, Roy Mustang? If you die, you are never going to become Fuhrer! If you die, this whole country goes to hell! If you die, sir!" she said this sarcastically, struggling for her arm back "...so many more lives are lost, so many more than you can even imagine! Edward, Al, Fuery, Falman, Havoc, and Breda would all be useless without you!" she screamed. "And on top of that, how the hell would I live? What the hell would I do without you?" She jerk back and recovered her arm from his hold.

Roy froze, the fire in him suddenly extinguished. "...What the hell are you talking about, Lieutenant?" he asked carefully in a much calmer voice. His sudden change in demeanor confused her and it took her a moment to decide whether or not to scream her answer.

"I'd have thought you would have caught on by now, sir." she said slowly, cradling her arm. "I just don't have what it takes to live without you."

Roy stared for so long that Riza's face started to turn red. Finally, she looked down, defeated. For a moment, Roy felt his brain go fuzzy. Then, without realizing what he was doing, he took two quick steps toward her, closing the gap between them, grabbed the back of her head and kissed her with so much passion that it threatened to engulf them both.