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Nomme de Plume:� *chuckles* those are good questions, but I�ll
let you find out the answers as you read the story ^_^� I hope this update was fast enough for
you.� Mazoku_Onna:� Thanks!� I�m glad your friend liked it as well.� *laughs* yeah it would have been way cool if
Winry would have punched his lights out, he totally deserves it.� stupefiedNarutard:�
*grins* I�m glad you enjoyed it.�
*nods* Yeah, Kimblee is definitely much sexier
haha.� I think
Archer is kinda�eh�lacking in the looks department heh.� Pasty white
just doesn�t cut it for me haha.� Some of your questions are answered in this
chapter so I�ll just let you read and find out ^_^� I�m glad you�re enjoying the intrigue
with this story.� Amethyst-eyed Koneko:� haha well, you never
know!� *chuckles* you�ll find out what Al
is working on soon enough ^_^�
No, nobody took Sig�s knife, it just
got damaged and he needs to replace it.�
Hail to the Fuhrer! haha

Descent

Chapter Twenty-Eight

A Chance Meeting

Dominic LeCoulte(1)
tightened a bolt, then picked up the automail arm and scrutinized it
carefully.� He turned it this way and
that, giving it the inspection that only a seasoned automail mechanic could do.

�Try
moving the fingers,� he said gruffly.� Paninya(2)
nodded and moved her fingers as directed.�
�Good.� Now move the wrist and
then the elbow joint.�� The girl twisted
her wrist, then brought the arm up in a position that looked like she wanted to
arm wrestle�which, of course, was exactly how she�d broken the damn thing in
the first place, Dominic thought with a scowl. ��Well?� he asked irritably.

�It�s
great!� Perfect!� Like always,� she said with a grin.�

Putting
his tools away, Dominic stood slowly and leaned against the shop counter.� He winced at the thought that his arthritis
was really beginning to act up and he was starting to actually feel his age.

�I don�t
want to see you doing any more fool things like that.� I thought you�d learned your lesson,� he
growled.

�But I
just wanted to prove��

�You
don�t need to prove anything,� he said, cutting her off.�

�It
wasn�t anything dangerous, I was just��

�Anyone
who knows anything about automail, knows I do good
work.� I don�t want you risking your body
to persuade idiots.�

She
grinned sheepishly, �Okay�I�m sorry Domi�� The sound of the shop door opening caught
their attention and Paninya cut off what she was
about to say as they both looked to who was coming in the shop.

A short young
man with braided blond hair walked through the doorway and shut the door behind
him.� He was wearing a long black
overcoat over a black button up shirt, the top button undone, and black
slacks.� The stranger wearily set down
the suitcase he was carrying and gave a sheepish grin.

�Sorry, I
know your sign says closed, but��

He never
got a chance to finish.

�EEEED!!!� Paninya squealed excitedly and launched
herself over the counter.� The young
man�s eyes widened and his grin took on an amused quality.� �It�s been so long!� Is Winry with you?�

The blond
shook his head apologetically.� �No, sorry.� It�s just
me.�

The
excitement seemed to drain from the dark-skinned girl.� Her shoulders slumped a bit and she said, �Oh,�
clearly disappointed.�

�Sorry,�
he said again.�

�So, why
are you here?� she asked, all of the girlish excitement completely gone
now.�

�Well, I
need to get my leg extended and you said that your mechanic is really good�� he
trailed off and looked over at Dominic.

Paninya
scowled.� �What about Winry?�

�What
about her?� he asked.� He seemed to be
very aware of what the girl was referring to, but he was acting dumb about it. �Dominic, for his part, had no idea what was
going on.� The name Winry did seem a bit familiar, but he couldn�t
quite place it�

�You know
what I mean,� the dark haired girl said.�
She punctuated her words by poking him in the chest.�

He
grinned.� �Well, she�s not here right
now, and I need an adjustment.�� He
shrugged.� �But you did say your mechanic was good.�
Can�t I at least see what you�re talking about?�

�Whatever,
bean.�
Obviously you traveled here, so why not travel to her?�

The blond�s face soured and he stood straighter. �Who are you
calling a bean?!� I�ve GROWN
if you couldn�t tell!�

�Well,
actually I couldn�t�� she began and laughed as he tried even harder to stand up
straighter.� �Okay, maybe you�ve grown a little.�

�A little?� he huffed and folded his
arms.� �I�ve grown more than that!�

�Okay,
maybe you have.�� She grinned.� �From now on, you shall be �sprout�, instead
of �bean�.�

�Sprout?�
he growled.�

She
nodded.� �Yep.� Sprout.�

The blond
looked like he was about to start yelling again, so Dominic figured it was time
he stepped in and restored order.

�Okay,
kids,� he said loudly.� They both looked
at him as if they�d forgotten he was there.�
�Now,� he said, looking at this �Ed� character.� �You�re here for an adjustment?�

The blond
nodded.� �Yeah, my leg is adjustable up
to two inches.� I was able to do the
first inch, but I need to have a mechanic do the second.�

�Why
don�t you just take it to your mechanic?�

The teen
grimaced.� �Er�
it�s complicated��

Dominic
frowned.� �How so?�

Ed looked
down and tapped his fingers on the counter.

�Remember
my friend Winry?� Paninya asked. Dominic looked at
her, trying again to remember where the name was from.� �Remember?�
Blonde, young, cute... Rockbell?�

His eyes
widened slightly and he cringed.

Oh, yes�that Winry.

Dominic
turned his gaze on the young man.� �Your
mechanic is a Rockbell?�

The blond
looked up.� �Yeah,� he said in confusion.

�Say no
more,� the older man said with a wave of his hand.� �I know how scary those Rockbell women can be
sometimes.�� He thought of his
experiences with Pinako Rockbell in the past, and shuddered.� Pushing the memories away, he reached under
the counter and pulled out a sheet of paper.�

�You�ll
need to sign this before I can work on you,� he said, handing the blond a pen.

�What�s
this?� Ed asked, looking down at the paper.

�It�s a
waiver, saying that you are responsible for any damage that could be done to
the automail while I�m working on it,� he explained.

�What!�
Ed exclaimed.� �How could it be my fault if you�re the one working on it?�

�Oh, it�s
not, but this protects me in case your mechanic gets angry that I messed with
her automail.� There�s also something on
there about it being your decision to have me work on it.�

Paninya
walked over and said, �I�ve never seen you make anyone else sign a form like
this��

�No one
else has had a Rockbell as their mechanic��

;-;-;-;-;-;-;

Russell
poked at the fire with a stick and looked over to where his traveling companion
had gone.� Supposedly, Urayami was taking a leak, but he�d been gone pretty
long.� The chemist was wondering if
perhaps the other teen had been attacked and eaten by a wild animal.

No...

Russell
wasn�t that lucky.

At first,
he�d been happy to have a traveling companion, and it was good that he seemed
to have recruited someone for The People�s Army, but after the first day he
thought that maybe he�d rather travel alone.

The guy
was just creepy, and he seemed to get stranger every day.�

That
first day the brunet had asked what seemed like a million questions.� That would have been fine if they�d all been
about The People�s Army, but they weren�t.�
As the day wore on, Urayami stopped asking
questions about the rebellion and focused all his questions on Russell, and
sometimes Fletcher.

The
questions had continued the next day, and then the next, each one more personal
than before.� �What did he think about
this�, or �how did he feel about that�, or even questions about how he�d react
if this or that happened�� it was all so nerve wracking.

Russell
heard some twigs snapping off to his right and a moment later the other teen
came into sight.� Russell sighed and
looked back to the fire with the thought that if Urayami
kept questioning him, the guy would know enough about him to actually be him�

;-;-;-;-;-;-;

Roy sighed as he stared down at the
stack of documents waiting for him to read.�
It was times like this that he truly despised his career choice.� Not that this was exactly his first choice, there were definitely
other jobs in the military befitting someone of his rank that he�d rather have,
but this job kept him close to those of higher rank.�

He
scanned the request form in front of him before he scribbled �Request Denied�
at the bottom with a few lines of explanation.�
He�d really love to kill that damn Hakuro for
giving him some of the pointless shit he did.�
Roy went
to the next page and scowled when he read what it said.�

�Nice to
see you�re getting things done,� Hawkeye said as she let herself into the
office.�

At that, Roy directed his scowl at
her, then picked up the paper and handed it to her.� �Give this to Tolten
down at the warehouse.� I don�t even know
how that ended up here, and I don�t want to know.��

�Yes,
sir,� she said calmly.� �Anything else?��

Yes, he thought.� Find
out where the hell Ed is... Three weeks was way too long.� Ed should have returned a week ago, even two
weeks ago.� It shouldn�t take three weeks
to travel to Rush
Valley, get an extension,
and come back.

He jumped
as his thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of a telephone.� Instead of answering it, he waved a hand for
the lieutenant to get it.� After another
ring he heard, �Colonel Mustang�s office.�

Roy glanced up at her and watched as
an amused smile crept across her face before she said, �Yes, he�s legal...yes,
that�s right...Yes, he really is a State Alchemist.�

He
straightened and mouthed, �Ed?�

She
grinned but simply said into the phone, �No problem, goodbye.��

As she
hung up the phone, Roy
asked, �What was that about?

Hawkeye
opened her mouth to tell him when the phone rang again.� He reached for it, but she beat him to it,
grinned, and said, �Don�t want to interrupt what you�re doing.�

He glared
at her, feeling cheated out of his chance to delay what he was working on.� Hawkeye�s grin slowly faded and she listened
to whoever was talking for a moment, then said, �Just
a moment,� before handing him the phone.

Roy glanced worriedly at her, and
slowly said into the phone, �Colonel Mustang speaking.�

�Good
afternoon,� a man�s voice said.� �This is
Doctor Wilson Booth from the hospital.� We
have some good news and some bad news...�

;-;-;-;-;-;-;

Ed set
the grocery sack down, leaned against the front of the store and scowled darkly
before opening the new pack of cigarettes.�
Was he legal?� Of course he was fucking legal!� He wasn�t that
short!� Still seething over the clerk�s
attitude, Ed pulled one of the smokes out of the pack and slipped it between
his lips before pulling out his lighter.

The fact
that he hadn�t gotten much sleep the night before added to his
irritability.� After signing numerous
forms and promising that he�d never reveal who had worked on his automail to
either Winry or Pinako, the old guy had finally agreed to do the extension.

While he
waited, Paninya had badgered him for reasons why he
was �slighting� Winry by not having her do the extension.� After the extension was complete, they had
offered him a place to sleep for the night since it was so late.� He almost refused, but his cheap side finally
won out and he ended up sleeping on the couch.�
He�d gotten exactly what he�d paid for in that.� It was lumpy and he�d tossed and turned all
night.

Ed lit
the cigarette and took a drag before slowly blowing out the smoke.� And, of course, there was the fact that he�d
be heading back to Central today.� Part
of him wanted to delay getting back, but he�d already stayed in all of the
towns on the way to Rush
Valley...

Ed
sighed.� He still hadn�t made a decision
about what to do concerning Mustang.� He
wanted to stay with him, but...

Every
time Ed thought about going back and living with the colonel again, he just
ended up feeling mad.� He wanted to know
what was going on.� He wanted to be
included.� It was obvious something
dangerous was going on.� He wanted to
protect Roy... ��

Ed put
the cigarette in between his lips and left it there. This was all just so
fucked up... Even though he wanted to continue being mad, he still thought
about him, still dreamt about him, still wanted him...

�Damn
this whole mother fucking situation...� Ed muttered around the cigarette and thought
that there was no way his life could get any worse at this moment.

Suddenly
the door to the next shop over opened and a big muscled man wearing black pants
and a dark brown shirt came walking out carrying a long flat box.� Ed�s eyes widened as he recognized the
man.� Quickly picking up his bag, Ed
turned to walk away before he was seen, but it was too late...

;-;-;-;-;-;-;

Winry
gazed out of the window to where Al was sitting on the back porch.� The alchemist was tapping his pen against his
cheek as he stared fixedly down at a pad of paper.� He was at it again.� Winry didn�t know what he could be writing,
but she was beginning to be more than a little curious.�

At first,
she�d wondered if he was working on a new array, but then decided that probably
wasn�t it.� He would have told her about
it.� He always talked to her about
whatever he did with alchemy, and she always listened, even when she had no
idea what he was talking about.�

It was
nice when he talked to her.� Sometimes he
would come into the work area of the house and just rattle off his ideas to her
while she worked.� She loved hearing his
voice, and it was so wonderful to have him around.� Winry just wanted to be with him
forever.�

She
sighed and let her forehead touch the glass windowpane.� Alphonse hadn�t said anything else about
going to find Ed and in a way she was glad.�
Winry couldn�t bear the thought of him going away.� It was such a sad and lonely thought and she
always got tears in her eyes when she thought of it.�

The
corner of her lips pulled up in a small smile as she watched Al shake his head
in frustration and start over on a clean page, then
the smile faded.�

But...

She knew
he longed to find Ed.� Alphonse wasn�t
the type of person who liked contention.�
He wanted to make sure Ed was alright, and he wanted to try to work out
whatever had caused Ed to blow up like that.�
Winry knew this, even though Al had said nothing about it.�

The
blonde mechanic sniffled a little and pulled away from the window.� She looked at the door for a moment before
letting herself outside.� It was warm
out, but not hot like it had been earlier.�
The sun would set soon and the heat of the day was slowly beginning to
dull.

�Hey,�
she said softly and he started before hurrying to put the cover on the notepad.

�Winry,�
he said in surprise as he turned a little to watch her walking toward him.� She looked down at him for a moment before
sitting beside him.� �Are you alright?�
he asked.

�Why do
you ask?�

He
shrugged and said, �Well...I don�t know.�
You just seem a little down, that�s all.�

I am, she thought, but she didn�t say
that.� Instead, she said, �I�ve been
thinking...�

�Oh?�

She
nodded and looked across the vast expense of grass beyond the house.� �I think that your injuries should be almost
healed by now.�

�Yeah, I
was thinking that too.� I rarely get any
pain at all anymore.�

Winry
glanced at him, then away.� �When do you
think you�ll leave to go find Ed?�� She
asked.

He was
silent for several moments before he said, �I don�t know... I�m not sure...
Maybe I shouldn�t... I mean, if I stayed here, then he�d know where to find me,
but there are many places he could be and I could spend a long time
searching.� Even then, if he doesn�t want
to be found, I�m sure he could get others not to tell me where he is.��

The last
was said with a slightly bitter note and she glanced at him again, studying his
face.� Had something happened that made
him believe that, or was that just something he was afraid might happen?

She
glanced away and said softly, �I think...��
She stopped for a moment.� She
didn�t want her voice to shake when she said this.� �I think you should go...�

He looked
at her and said, �What?�

�I want
you to be happy, Al, and I just...� I don�t know...�

�Do you
want me to leave?� he asked and she could hear hurt in his voice.

�Of
course not!� she exclaimed and looked at him.�
�I want you to stay here with me, but... I know that you�re worried
about Ed.� I... I don�t want you guys to
be fighting.� I don�t want you to be
unhappy... I don�t want to be the one holding you back...�

Her words
trailed off as he began shaking his head.�
�Staying has been my decision.� If
I really wanted to find Ed, I would
have already gone.� I would have left
weeks ago, but, Winry, I...�� His cheeks
took on a pinkish hue and he looked down.�
�I wanted to stay with you too.��
This came out as a whisper and for a moment he didn�t say anything, then looked back up at her.�
�I know Ed is okay.� Well, at
least, I�m pretty sure he�s okay and that he�s being taken care of.�

She
opened her mouth to ask why he thought this, but he kept talking, �I will find him, Winry, but right now I
have something more important that I need to do.�� His cheeks flushed even more and he looked
away.� �Besides...I don�t know what I�d
say to him.� I mean...whenever I think
about that night...�

He shook
his head.� �I don�t know.� Sometimes I get really mad at him because of
the things he did, not just to me, but to you too.� And then, sometimes I feel bad...I mean, I knew
something was wrong with him.� He was
always being so uptight and...�� A sigh.� �Maybe I
could have done something...�

It was
her turn to shake her head.� �No, this
wasn�t your fault.� None of this was your
fault.� You have to stop blaming
yourself, Al.�

�Yeah... maybe...�
he said noncommittally and looked away.

�No, not �maybe.�� You can�t blame
all bad things that happen on yourself.�
Sometimes things happen that are out of our control.� You couldn�t have controlled Ed.� Maybe there were things that you could have
done differently, but you didn�t.� You
can�t change the past; you can only go forward.��

She
paused, dying inside because she didn�t want to say the next thing on her mind,
but she knew they were the right things to say.�
�Perhaps...that�s why you need to go find him.� The sooner the two of you work things out,
the better it will be.�

He
glanced at her with a small smile, then said, �Maybe
you�re right.� I�ll have to think more
about it.�

Winry
wanted to push him to make a decision, she felt like she was being left
hanging, still unsure about what would happen next, but she didn�t.� This was the most he had talked to her about
that night and she wanted it to end on a good note.�

�Okay...�
she said, then gave in to the sudden urge to lay her
head against his shoulder.� Winry smiled
when she felt his arm wrap timidly around her shoulder and pull her close to
him.�

Her eyes
fell on the notepad and she fought the urge to ask him what he was working
on.� He�d tell her, eventually... ��

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