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"Sir?..."

"Sir..."

"SIR!"

"Sir!, wake up!."

Roy jumped at the sudden flood of noise, he wearily rubbed his eyes and yawned.

"What is it Hawkeye?..." He wiped the stray drool from his lips and frowned on the puddle on his desk, if it would have been two inches over; it would have soaked into the paperwork.

"I suggest you finish your paperwork and stop sleeping." Hawkeye glared at him, her steely gaze boring into his face.

"Alphonse came in earlier but left when he saw you sleeping. He stopped and told me that you were dozing on the job. He told me he left a paper where he'd written every detail he could remember on the day Edward vanished. I suggest you read it." Her tone made it clear that wasn't a suggestion. It was more of a 'either you read it or you can get a bullet in the head'.

Roy sighed. He wished that Edward would just come storming in here like he usually would. He wished that Edward never listened to him when he told him about that house. But he did and now Edward's gone. And it was all Roy's fault.

"Sir, are you alright?" Hawkeye roused him from his thoughts, a concerned look was evident on her face.

"Yeah I'm fine, just thinking about Fullmetal..." Roy looked down at the papers on his desk, so many of them he needed to do but it was very unlikely they were going to be done anytime soon.

He had more important things to deal with, like getting Fullmetal back to his rightful place.

Back to giving him a headache and back to them making cracks about each other's height or age.

"If you're thinking this is your fault, don't. You had no idea this would have happened, it's not your fault. Do you understand me, Roy?" Chocolate eyes met onyx.

"Yeah I understand, but I can't help but feel guilty. I sent him there because I thought there might be something on getting their bodies back but all I sent him to was a place to be kidnapped or...worse." Roy sighed and looked up at her.

"I don't even know what happened to him and I'm stuck here doing paperwork!" Roy crossed his arms tightly against his chest and fumed.

"You can help him by looking at the paper his brother brought in." Riza's eyes softened and she walked up to his desk with a small smile.

"I know you're worried, we all are, but you can't take all the blame. You might have suggested him to go to that house but that doesn't mean he had to listen." She straightened herself.

"Yeah you're right..." Roy sighed. The weight of guilt he felt was enough to crush even Armstrong, given the chance.

He let his eyes fall on the neatly written paper that Alphonse wrote, much neater than his brother's handy work that was for sure.

He reached for the small paper and picked it up, letting his eyes focus on the words.

He scanned the page. "It says here that Fullmetal was reading a book titled 'The forbidden alchemy, how to fix mistakes.' " Roy frowned at looked up at Hawkeye.

"Shouldn't Fullmetal have been a little smarter to this?. I mean the title almost suggests it's some sort of trap or trick!"

"Yes, but when you're desperate to fix a mistake that you regret with all your heart, sometimes you ignore the warnings. If something even suggests that you could fix a mistake you've come to regret with all your being, wouldn't you want to read it?" Hawkeye asked him.

"Well yeah, but...still." He let his eyes fall onto the paper again.

"Isn't really much else here that could help. Seems like the only clue is to find that book!"

"What about Oliver, he might be able to shed some light onto what happened to Edward." Hawkeye stated.

"Oh yeah, the cat. Well, he's at home probably destroying everything I own. I'll bring him in tomorrow." Roy promised, he looked up at the clock ticking in the room. It read 3:43. Only a few more hours until he could get off work and he still had to pick up a few groceries before heading home. The cat needed food as well.

"I better at least try to finish a few papers, I'll see you tomorrow then?" Roy looked up and met Hawkeye's face, she smiled.

"Yes sir. " She turned to leave but stopped and looked over her shoulder, " Oh and Roy?"

"Yeah?"

"If I find out you've let anything happen to that cat, I'll kill you myself." With that, she turned and left.

Roy cringed, a mad Hawkeye was a terrifying thing. He shook his head to clear the thought's of the hurt that woman could inflict and looked down at his paperwork.

"So, we meet again..." He glared at the paper then grabbed a pen and started signing them.

After hours of grueling work, his shift was over and he was free to leave.

"Damn, I still have to pick up some things from the store..." He cursed as he arose from his chair and walked to the door, grabbing his blue coat along the way.

He shoved his hands into his pockets and put his head down in thought. "Wonder what that cat's done to my house? I could only imagine what damage there is..." He mumbled lightly to himself as he made his way to his black car.

"Damn it, where the hell's my keys?" He dug around in his pocket, grumbling with each passing second. He needed to get home, and fast!.

He latched onto the cold keys and yanked them roughly from his pocket then shoved them into the key hole and stepped into his car.

He brushed his messy black hair out of his eyes as he turned the car on and laid his hands on the steering wheel.

"What did I need at the market again? Oh right, cat food, tuna; for both me and him, and milk. " He rolled his eyes at the thought of the milk as he arrived at the small market not far from his house.

He stepped out and locked the door then turned to walk into the marketplace.

A friendly brown haired lady met his eyes and smiled, "Hey Roy!" She waved kindly at him.

"Hello Brenda, you look lovely today." He commented, why not put on a little charm for the beautiful lady?.

"Oh Roy, you flatter me!" She blushed, "What did you need, I could go get them for you."

"That'd be great if you could fetch them for me. I need tuna, cat food, and some milk." He responded, digging around in his pocket for the needed money.

"So you have a cat now? I thought you hated cats?" Brenda asked as she picked out the items from the shelves, she looked back at him with a sly smile.

"Yes, well I'm not really fond of them but this one's growing on me. I just hope he hasn't destroyed my house, he's been there all day alone..."

"I'm just glad you've given an animal a chance. They can be the best of friends if you allow them to be." She smiled as she set the items on the desk, "That'd be thirty cents."

"Here you go, and thank you Brenda. Have a good evening!" He waved on his way to the car.

He yanked open the car door and threw the groceries into the back seat, dully noting he needed to clean the left over food from last week.

"Finally time to go home." He sighed as he pulled out of the marketplace and headed for home.

He pulled into his driveway and parked the car. He got out and opened the back door, grabbing the groceries from the back seat. He noticed something shiny on the ground near the door.

"What the hell is that?..." He frowned and walked closer to the shiny stuff.

"Glass? What the hell did that cat do to my house!" He threw down the groceries and ran inside through the open door.

The leather couch was clawed to hell and, his paperwork!. No!

"Not my paperwork! I spent all night working on that!" He moaned and glared around the house. "Where the hell is that damn stupid animal, he's gonna get barbecued!"

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