Sorry this took so long! Life got in the way, but the update is here now so it's all greaaaaaat.

And, all my readers, you're all such smart cookies ~

So, it was painstakingly obvious, but either way, yesss alcohol will interfere with Ed's drugs. Yup.

But that wasn't the original plan I had when I invented the whole party thing. Yeah, just you waaaait my lovelies :D

Anywho's here is the next chapter, and I hope you enjoy it! c:

I had been sitting on my front steps for about 10 minutes when, next thing I knew, Hawkeye was pulling me up and dragging me back inside, while yelling,

"You idiot!"

I was a little confused, to be honest.

I blankly stared at her, but she just continued dragging me through the house and up the stairs.

"Where are you taking me?"

"The bathroom."

I stopped dead in my tracks, staring at her with wide eyes.

She rolled her eyes impatiently and said,

"It isn't like that you drunken perverted pig. It's Edward."

At the mention of Edward's name, I felt a slight twinge of panic.

"What? What happened?"

"What happened?! You let him drink, that's what happened."

She didn't give me time to respond. She had grabbed back onto my arm and continued to drag me to the bathroom.

The door was left open.

Edward was lying on the bathroom floor, curled in towards himself. I couldn't tell if he was conscious or not.

Winry was also in there, sitting on the edge of the bathtub - crying.

Once I was actually inside, it was obvious that Ed was most definitely not conscious.

I looked at Winry.

"Can someone please tell me what happened?"

I asked.

Winry began to cry even more.

Riza sighed, and let her head fall back against the wall as she spoke.

"Havoc got Ed drunk - and when I say drunk, I mean drunk. He definitely wasn't himself. And, from my understanding of the situation since Winry hasn't said much, Al didn't want to see his brother in such a state and left to go read a book in peace or something. Well, from there, I guess... well, I'm assuming when I say this, that Ed and Winry went upstairs to be by themselves..." Riza trailed off, staring at Winry, hoping she would finish the story.

Winry took a deep breath.

"Just for the record - we weren't doing anything like that. He said that he felt sick, and considering how drunk he was, I figured he was going to throw up or something - so I took him up here, to the bathroom. I waited outside in the hall for a little bit, to give him some privacy, but it got all silent for awhile. I knocked on the door, and there was no reply. I tried talking to him, and also no reply. So eventually I opened the door and peeked in, and... and... he wasn't in here. The window was wide open, and I saw him on the roof. On the edge. I didn't know what to do, so I started screaming at him, begging him to come back inside, but he just turned his head and smiled at me. A genuine smile. He told me he was okay, just taking in the view, and that I should go back downstairs. Luckily enough, Riza heard my screaming and came upstairs... She went on the roof and brought him back inside, only he was completely freaking out and fighting back. Riza tried to calm him down, but Ed just... he just backhanded her. I've never seen Edward so... unstable, so violent..."

Winry began to sob again.

I looked at Riza. On her face, there was indeed an angry red mark forming. I didn't notice it before, probably because my mind was too preoccupied with everything going on with Edward.

"It's fine. I'm fine." Riza assured me when she caught me looking.

We both waited, to see if Winry would continue, but it was evident she was done talking.

"Well, during his struggle to fight me off of him, he just passed out. Just like that. I think his blood pressure has gotten to a dangerous level. I don't know."

Riza sounded both irritated and concerned.

It was silent for a few moments.

"...So, why did you need me here?"

I knew how they would react before it even happened.

Both girls shot me dumbfounded looks, and Riza said,

"Because you're the one who's supposed to be taking care of him!"

I could feel a Riza-rant coming on.

"You're the one who's supposed to keep an eye on him. You're the one who's supposed to know where he is and what he's doing at all times. You're the one who's supposed to be ensuring he doesn't kill himself. And yet you let him have alcohol, of all things. How stupid can you be, Roy?! The kid is on anti-depressants and anti-psychotics. Alcohol is a depressant. Obviously, alcohol will only make those medications more potent."

She paused to take a breath, and I took the opportunity to defend myself.

"In my defense, I didn't know that about the medicati-"

"You didn't know?! That's bullshit. The doctor even warned you about that - hell, even Al remembers that."

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry, I just wasn't thinking when - "

"Like hell you weren't thinking. If you had been, none of this would have happened. I honestly can't believe you right now. You know what? Just get out. I'll deal with this."

Before I could fully understand what was happening, I was being shoved out of my own bathroom and had my own door slammed right in my face.

I sighed.

Yeah, I fucked up.

I walked downstairs, to be greeted by Havoc.

"Hey, where's Fullmetal run off to?" He asked cheerfully.

"He's not coming back downstairs, Jean." I said firmly.

"What? Why not? It's hardly a party without him down here! C'mon, don't be like this, the kid just wants to have some fun."

"Oh, I know. But you nearly killed him tonight. So I suggest you just let him be."

Havoc blinked.

"What?"

"You heard me. Now please, just forget about him for the rest of the night."

"Is he okay?"

"I don't know." I sighed.

I really didn't know what to do right now. I felt so incredibly useless.

Havoc took the hint, and went back to the party.

I let myself fall down, so that I was sitting on the stairs with my head resting against the banister.

I don't know how much time had passed.

I was barely aware of everyone leaving.

I heard movement behind me, and then Riza was sitting beside me.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have freaked out at you like that. I was just overwhelmed with the situation. I've never had to deal with anything like that - at least, not with someone like Edward - someone so important to me. You know, now I really understand. I understand just how lost you feel when Edward does something so... drastic. I've always just been around as the recon woman - I just had to clean up the aftermath of a moody teenager. But... actually dealing with the situation right then and there... It's totally different. It's so much more stressful. I just... I don't know how you do it."

Silence hung about before I replied.

"Clearly I don't know how to 'do it'. Tonight is proof of that..." I mumbled.

Riza didn't respond - at least, not with words. Instead she just let her head fall onto my shoulder, and wrapped her arms around me.

We were quiet for awhile.

It was when the sky started turning a little pink that we finally moved.

"I know you're doing your best with him. Don't let last night get to you. Nobody can be blamed for what happened."

I nodded as I slowly stood up.

Riza looked up at me.

I noticed that her face was slightly bruised.

"What hand did Edward... hit you with...?"

"His right. Don't worry about me though, I'm fine. Honest." She smiled reassuringly at the end of her sentence, however it seemed like she was more trying to reassure herself.

His automail hand. It's a wonder he didn't fracture something in her face.

"Come on." I said as I pulled her to a standing position and led her into the kitchen.

I found her an ice pack and some medication to help ease the pain.

I started making some coffee, and as it was brewing, I turned around to find Riza smiling to herself.

"What is it?" I questioned.

"Oh - um... Well, I just realized that after I moved Edward into his bedroom and laid him in his bed, and made sure everything was okay until morning, that Winry had stuck behind in his room."

I looked at her.

"And?"

"Well... I don't know, it's just kind of... cute?"

I gave her a questioning look before deciding to go look for some food.

It was about 6 a.m.

There wasn't really much point in going to sleep now. It wouldn't be the first time I've been awake for two days.

-Line Break-

It was now 1 in the afternoon, and there was still no sign of either teenagers from the previous night.

Deciding that it would be good to check on them, just to make sure that they were still alive, I went upstairs.

Riza was still around... somewhere. I think she found a guest room to take a nap.

I cracked open Edwards door, to find him still out like a light and that Winry was sleeping peacefully curled up beside him.

I would've let them sleep longer, only I was slightly bored and also - I wanted to make sure Edward was still alive.

I opened the door completely and then turned on the bedroom light.

This had no effect what-so-ever.

I walked over to the window and pulled back the curtains, causing Winry to stir in her sleep.

And Winry's stirring caused Edward to stir.

And Edward stirring caused Winry to wake up and open her eyes.

Her proximity to Ed probably freaked her out first thing in the morning, and she abruptly sat up.

Her sudden movement caused Ed to, very reluctantly, open his eyes.

There was moment where the two of them just stared at each other, wide eyed.

I now knew why Riza had thought it 'cute' when she realized Winry was still up here.

As their faces turned slightly scarlet, I cleared my throat.

It was too entertaining, watching their embarrassment.

"How are you two feeling?"

"Like shit." Winry mumbled, as she put her head into her hands.

Ed mumbled something incoherently as he covered his face with his pillow.

"Am I talking too loudly?" I asked - possibly a little louder than necessary.

"Yeeeessss." Winry whined.

Again, Ed mumbled incoherently.

As completely and horribly cruel as I was being, it was only going to teach the two of them lessons.

"Oh, the joys of alcohol." I said as I pulled the pillow off of Edward's face.

"Now. Both of you - get up."

"But... it's so early..." Ed complained.

"It's one in the afternoon. Get up."

I made sure to slam the door as loudly as possible before leaving them be.

Okay. So yes, I could have handled that situation better.

But, no harm done right?

They just had to wake up, and deal with their pounding headaches and possible nausea.

It's part of drinking. Well, over-drinking.

They'll be fine.

Yayaayayay for subliminal shipping! Well, kind of. Not really. It's pretty obvious what's going on here. xD

Annnywho's, I know this chapter isn't really all that interesting and dramatic, it's more light hearted (kinda) and ... basically filler.

But, whatever, just you wait for what I has planned~ :D

Okay, yeah, I'm in a weird mood right now, I apologize for any weird things...

So, let me know what you think!

Review! c:

- HazelEyes8D