SCA: Hello everyone! I'm so sorry I haven't updated, but I've been really busy. Like super busy. But here's the new chappy! Also, feel free to send ninjas( still working on that army), throw milk cartons(I'll throw them at Ed), send your Rogane foam filled pinatas(I'll give them to my band director), and flame me(they will be kept for Marching band weapons). Thank you. XD Well, maybe not the flame part. :D

On with the chappy!

*EDITED IN THE BEGINNING OF MAY OR SO, 2011*

Chapter 8: Still Waking Up

"Allie..."

"Errrggh..."

"Allie, you can't stay here. It's time for you to wake up"

"But..."

"Allie! Go!"

Whatever scene she had been looking at was gone, replaced by a darkness she recognized. Slowly, she opened her eyes and glanced around. She squinted against the light, taking in the room. It was obvious that she was in a hospital. What other place decorated only in white?

She was alone in the room and as she lifted her hand to brush back some hair, she noticed it was covered in bandages. Alice's eyes widened as the nights events came back to her. Blinking, she sat up. The action was harder than she thought it would be and she winced.

"Urgh. Bloody hell. Haven't they heard of pain killers?" she muttered in irritation. There was a click, the door opening to reveal a way too happy blonde nurse.

"Ah," she said smiling,"You're awake. I'll go get the doctor." The nurse left, leaving Alice to stare at the door until it opened again, this time revealing a man with graying brown hair. He also smiled at her.

"Good morning. How do you feel?"

"Sore."

The doctor chuckled, as if she had told some joke. "That's to be expected. You did fall from the third floor."

Alice didn't bother to say anything, she just watched him as he scribbled something down on his clipboard.

"Yes, well. You have some bruising and cuts. You managed to get by without a concussion. Do you feel sick at all? Dizzy?"

"No." She answered, playing with a loose thread on the blanket.

"Good," the doctor looked at his clipboard before he looked up again, "Well, I think I'll let you rest-"

"Wait."

"Yes?"

"Where are the people I came with? The blonde? And the brown-haired girl, and the armor?"

"Mr. Elric is four rooms down from this one. He had some major bleeding but he's alright now. I'm assuming the other two are with him."

"Ah."

"Yes. If you're feeling up to it, I can walk you to his room." The doctor offered, smiling down at her. She smiled back, not feeling a bit happy.

"That'd be great."

~X~

"Allie!" Emily cried happily as she spotted her friend coming down the hall. She and Al were both sitting in the hall, taking a break from sitting in Ed's room. Alice gave them a smile as she approached, waving to the doctor as he left.

"Did you get kicked out or something?" Alice asked with a smirk, stopping in front of them.

"Not exactly." Emily replied, glancing over at Al. "Ed and Al sort of had a fight. I came out here so Al wasn't alone."

"You didn't have to." The armor grumbled. Alice glanced over at Emily, raising an eyebrow. She just shrugged, shaking her head.

"Well, I think I'm going to talk to Ed."

"Alright. Have fun." Emily said, her smile seeming more forced than before. Alice gave a little wave and pushed open the door.

Edward was sitting up in his bed, staring out the window. There were bandages wrapped around his head and arms, and she could see some under his shirt. For a moment, all she saw was the image of Envy, standing in that dimly lit hall, a bleeding Edward over his shoulder. She shook the image from her mind and moved forward.

"What do you want?"

Alice frowned, angered that the alchemist hadn't even bothered to look at her.

"I just wanted to make sure you were still alive. I didn't think that was such a crime."

Ed turned to her, raising an eyebrow.

"You care?"

Yes, I care." She said, blushing. "But since you obviously hate me, I'll just go." And with that, she spun on her heel and left. She didn't hear him speak as the door fell shut.

"I don't...hate you, Alice."

But his confession fell on an empty room.

~X~

It had been at least a few hours since Alice had stormed from Edwards room and confined herself to her own. She had laid in the bed the whole time, staring at the ceiling and counting tiles. There were exactly 198 of them.

Sighing, she flung her bandaged arm over her eyes.

"Why the hell did I fall in love with someone who hates my guts?"

Her question went unanswered.

"Wait...argh, why did I just say that? I don't love him. I only like him. A lot. I'm going to shut up now."

Alice buried her face in her pillow but couldn't stay there long. The door opened quickly, Emily standing in the doorway. Alice looked up in irritation.

"Can I help you?"

"Have you seen Al at all?" she asked, slipping into the room. Alice sat up, throwing the blankets back.

"Considering I haven't left my room all day, no. Is he missing?"

"Sort of..."

Sighing, Alice stood up. "What do you mean, sort of?"

"Well...I was sitting outside Ed's room when Al went storming out. Ed hasn't bothered to look for him, in fact, I think he's calling Winry right now. But I'm kind of worried."

"Want me to help you look for him?"

"Thanks friend!" Emily cried happily. "I'll meet you in the hall." Alice watched warily as Emily ran out the door and pulled it shut behind her.

"...I'm going to regret this, aren't I?"

~X~

Emily was lost. Or at least she thought she was lost. And she was alone. Alice had been with her for a while, but then she had ditched her because she was hungry and there was food in Edward's room. That traitor!

And now she was searching for Alphonse on her own. She had had some luck earlier, when she spotted him turning a corner, but now it was like he had vanished into thin air. Her stomach gave an annoyed grumble as she walked, and she considered heading back to Ed's room. Then she saw him.

He was sitting on a bench, an old man slumped on the other end.

"Al?"

He glanced up at her but didn't speak.

"Do you...want to come back to Ed's room with me?"

Silence.

"Well...we'll be there..."

She waited, waited for him to speak, to move, to do something.

He did nothing.

And so she turned and left.

*EDITED MAY 8 OR SO, 2011*

Sorry it took so long to get this up! My only excuse? Band. Marching band. My life right now is school, band, school, band, band, more band, school, library. :D So please forgive me and please review!

Emily: We'll give you suckers!