Ed was welcomed by a beige blur.

"Where am I?" he whispered trying to sit up.

"No brother!" Al's voice was tiny. It sounded like... he'd been crying, "Don't sit up! You're unwell!"

"Al?" Ed questioned slapping his hand on his head and falling back to his pillow.

"Edward?" a small voice asked from by the side of him.

Ed still couldn't see who it was. All he saw was the outline of a small child.

"Who is it?"

"It's Alicia. Are you okay?" she sounded very upset.

"Brother, Alicia is the little girl who'd lost her brother," Al explained.

"Oh, hello Alicia," he replied weakly, "I'm fine, nothing to worry about."

This seemed to please her as she sniffed and gave him what looked like a smile.

As Ed vision returned to normal he could see that he was in the room he and Al had been staying in. It was different though. A stand was positioned by the side of him. On it was a bag full of clear liquid that was attached to a needle in Ed's wrist. Alicia was knelt down by the side of the small bed, smiling up at him. Al was sat, head down in the corner next to the door. A piece of paper gripped in his hand. There was another person sat on the other side of the room.

"What's he doing here?" Ed yelled sitting up too quickly and collapsing back.

"Careful!" Alicia screamed.

"He saved you!" Al said, "He saw you in the dessert, picked you up and carried you all the way into town."

Everyone fell silent.

"I... I didn't know," Ed said bursting into tears.

Alicia reached up and hung her arms round his neck. Ed gently laid her hand on her head.

"I'm really... sorry about what I did to your brother," the boy said standing up and moving towards the bed.

"It's... okay." Ed whispered through his tears.

The boy latched onto his sister.

"I'm sorry I worried you Alicia. I missed you."

"I missed you too." Alicia smiled at her brother and gave him a hug.

"Oh, Ed," the boy said pulling away from his sister, "I brought you something."

Fin reached into a small cotton bag hung loosely on his shoulder. He pulled out the small chunk of armor he had ripped from Al.

Ed pushed himself up onto his elbows. Wincing a little he held his hand out to take the metal.

"Thank you," Ed said calmly taking it.

"That's okay. You can fix him now, right?"

Ed sighed lying back down.

"When I'm recovered, yeah I can."

"I'm glad."