Restoration

Hey. Sorry I kinda dragged the last chapter…oh well, at least there were fireworks. Smile :). Fullmetal Alchemist is not mine so don’t sue. Enjoy :).

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Chapter Three-The Military.

~Ed’s POV~
I see her fall in front of me, with a smile on her lips. I stepped forward and caught her. I gently placed her on the ground. I heard a groan on the other side of the church. I looked up and saw Al slowly getting up.
\'Are you ok?\' I inquired.
\'Besides being bruised and battered…I’m fine.\' Al replied. \'What happened? All I remember was being thrown aside.\'
Al walked towards me.
I pointed to the girl. \'She saved me.\'
\'What?! She couldn’t even walk properly.\'
\'I know.\' Silence lingered in the air.
\'She must have forced herself real bad, Brother.\'
I nodded. Why did she anyway? To force yourself to the half to death.
\'We better get her to somewhere safe, Al.\' I said.
Getting her out was a bit difficult. Out of the church, Russell and Fletcher were a few metres away.
\'Hey come help us!\' I shouted.
They both turned around. Russell and Fletcher were running towards us. Al and I placed the girl gently on the ground. They stopped in front of Al. \'Is that really you, Alphonse?\' Fletcher asked.
\'Yep. In the flesh.\' Alphonse smiled and posed abit.
\'And I\'m back to normal.\' I said, showing them my arm and leg.
When Fletcher saw the girl on the ground the first thing he said was. ‘Is she still alive? By the looks of it she could be dead.’
‘How did you find her? I don’t remember a girl entering the church.’ Russell inquired.
I knelt next to the girl and felt for her pulse.
\'She\'s alive.\' I replied. \'I don\'t know where she can from. All we know is that we found her down there.\'
Alphonse turned around and mouthed. \'What are you saying? You know where she came from.\'
I gave him a look to play along with my story. He nodded.
\'We have to get her somewhere safe. Could you help?\' I asked.
\'Sure.\' Both of them replied.
We walked a few metres when a car screeched to a halt in front of us. Major Armstrong stepped out. He walked towards us.
\'Alphonse! You have your body back! And you Edward! You are back to normal!\' Armstrong burst.
Tears were running his face. Armstrong came towards us with his arms out wide and gave us all a bear hug.
\'Major...you\'re cutting off our air.\' Came form Alphonse.
I was a bit peeved. \'What do you mean back to normal!? I was always normal!\'
\'Calm down. You know what I mean.\' He said. \'So, who are these two?\'
I pointed to the tall blonde. \'That\'s Russell. Russell that\'s Major Armstrong.\'
Alphonse gestured to the short blonde. \'This is Fletcher, Russell\'s brother. Fletcher this is Major Armstrong.\'
The Major smiled. \'Oh, the ones who got arrested for fraud.\'
There was a pause. Then Armstrong took off the top half of the uniform and showed his muscles. The pink stars and spotlight came out.
\'This is what has been passed down to the generations of Armstrongs.\' He said.
I rolled my eyes and turned around to check on the girl. She was still unconscious.
When Armstrong finished. He spoke. \'We are to get back to headquarters. I\'ll explain everything then.\'
I turned to him and nodded.
\'Who\'s that.\' Armstrong asked.
\'We found her in the church.\' I replied. \'We better get her checked.\'
We got in the car. Armstrong in the drivers seat, I sat in the front with the girl next to me. Alphonse, Russell and Fletcher were all at the back. The ride was long. There was so much destruction. I glanced at the girl to se if she was alright. Her head was on my right shoulder. She was breathing lightly. I continued my observation of the surroundings. The area around was devastating.
The military grounds was in sight. Only a few minutes away.
When we arrived the first thing I saw to was that the girl had a room and a doctor to check on her.
When I heard that she was going to be okay, I relaxed a bit and requested rooms for Russell and Fletcher. Since Al was back I thought that he would like his own room.
When I asked him, he said he rather have one that was connected with mine. That was fine with me.
I remembered that Armstrong had things to tell me. So I went in search for him, I found him after a while.
\'Major, you said you had matters to discuss.\' I asked.
\'Yes, the Fuhrer is dead, Colonel Mustang is injured and won\'t be in for a few weeks. So you will have to fill the position for a while.\' He said plainly.
I nodded, swallowing the information I just recieved. \'Stupid Colonel, gets himself injured and skips work.\'
\'You are to go to Central in to weeks.\' Armstrong continued.
\'Yeah, yeah. I got you.\'
I waved a hand and walked off.
Back in my room, I was staring at the ceiling thinking of what happened. Might was upon us now. I took a quick shower and went to bed still thinking.