3rd Person P.O.V
An older girl moves to prepare coffee, as the door opens behind her, and she glances at the resting girl with golden hair, who is unfazed, before looking to the door.
"Morning, Hawkeye. Where is-" The black haired man stops midsentence, his previously narrowed eyes taking in the slumbering girl, who nonetheless should have gotten more sleep at Riza and her apartment. "Whats this?"
Riza smiles at his gentle tone, adding two spoons of sugar to the purple cup next to her, before adding one spoon to the black one. She moves precisely, handing him the black mug, and setting the purple one in front of the sleeping girl, noticing the little bit of drool that had escaped. "Its four am, Mustang."
He seems confused, so she continues, unaware of the hungry ears of the half awake girl on the desk. "She stays up most of the night doing work for you or continuing her research about her brother's body."
The tension in the room grows, as Roy visibly flinches, and Emma becomes more aware than ever about the automail parts of her. She stirs slightly, letting Hawkeye know she can hear everything.
"I had a thought, Mustang. How would you feel to attend a dinner with us and the Elric boys?"
Emma's P.O.V
I about jump out of my skin as she says this, speaking of a dinner I have no idea about. I tune out, knowing I have no way of fighting her on this, instead focusing on the smell of coffee.
"When will dinner be?" I hear the scraping of Mustang's chair, its old wheels protesting against the movement. Making a mental note to do something about it, i put use the new found abilities only Riza and Ed knows about to test the room.
Riza, biting back her laughs, answers his question as she dials the buttons on the phone. She is laid back, teasing in her mannerisms, and suspicious of why i am not just announcing my awakeness. Mustang is nervous, sready in his movements though, and his thoughts are somewhere else. Unreachable, as if the ones he is having is being locked away into a box, but i pick my name out of the secrets.
Sighing as I hear Riza talking to Ed and Al on the phone, I raise up my head, groggy from the twenty minute nap I had gotten. Moving my eyes, a blank expression set in stone, i meet the slightly warmer than usual eyes of Mustang.
"Glad you could join us, Fullwater." He says gently, and i raise a singular eyebrow, questioning his tone. Clearing his throat, he shuffles a couple of papers as Riza finishes her call to my brothers. I look at her, taking in her smile as she puts puzzle pieces together in her head, secrets that I am unable to reach.
"Dinner tonight, our apartment." My eyes widen, as I imagine Roy in our small aparentment eating dinner that would most likely be prepared right before he arrives, still cooking as he takes his seat. I picture him sitting on one of the floor pillows in regular clothes as Al takes up most of the couch, Ed and I in the barely separated kitchen with Riza, going over research, taking notes and cooking at the same time. I try to think of him as a laughing and smiling person, but it doesn't connect within my brain cells.
"Sounds wonderful." He says, as the door opens, my brothers standing in the space between, staring at me as I take a sip of the coffee in my hands. Ed looks at me carefully, taking in the baggy eyes and the bruises that show on my midriff as I stand hastily to hug Al.
"Con. Mustang? May i borrow my sister for a moment?" Ed says, his voice as deadly serious and sad as the day they met. Riza looks at me sadly, knowing that today's meeting was involving the attack from last night, and she speaks before anyone else.
"Why don't you two join us for our meeting? All your questions will be answered." I nod, hoping they will stay. With reluctance, they agree, and i walk to the couch, folding the black and white patterned blanket Riza had placed upon my shoulders. Hiding it behind the couch, I turn to see Riza adjusting four chairs instead of three around Roy's desk, and his eyes watching me in question.
"When Riza and I get here extra early, I nap while she talks to Armstrong and the others." Gripping my coffee mug, I sit in the middle chair, Ed and Riza sitting beside me, as Havok hastily rushes in. "We forgot about Havok."
He grins as he pulls up a chair, winking at me to set of my brothers. Rolling my eyes, I reach out to touch my hand to my brothers elbows, willing for him to calm before one of his vessels burst. Yet Roy looks similar to his baring teeth and scrunched face, anger seeming to boil from within him.
I sigh, Riza giving me a small smile. "The attack last night." She seems to be reminding the boys of the subject, resulting in Ed and Al to jerk in surprise. There heads turn to me, as I stand, at the motion request of my superior. I roll up the sleeve of my real arm, showing the bruises and light burns that take up most of my upper body at the moment. Riza stands as well, pulling my golden strands into a high ponytail, revealing more of the damage on me.
"Why is she burned?" Al asks, his voice split into octaves as his eyes turn to the only fire user we know of.
Ed speaks, his voice small and resigned. "What battle?"
I look for permision to speak, and Roy gives me a nod, swallowing hard. "Riza and I were attacked leaving the office last night at 7:02, which would be why I didn't make it to our session. By an Ishvalan. Mustang and Havok were on there way out to the parking lot when the fight went halfway, giving him two targets."
"Only two?" Ed asks, and i can't help but look at Al, finding his orbs set in stone at Roy. 'This is going to be fun.'
"Mustang and I. He's looking for state alchemists." I say, my voice small as Riza prods at some of the injuries - mainly the burns - springing slight pain into them.
"Technicians will be searching the cameras today to pin an identity." Havok speaks, and I find him rubbing his shoulder painfully in remembrance. Glancing to Ed, who is glaring at my bruised skin is hatred and also the cropped edge of my shirt.
"Alright, Em. Arms up." Riza states, and i hear my brothers gasp as i lift my arms, showing off the entirety of my stomach, and the very edge of my bra line. I can hear the thoughts in Eds head, the emotions that come with letting his twin be a dog of the military too. But he stays quiet as Roy's trusty glare sets in. A glare for everyone to remain quiet, but also a glare for the person who did this.
"I didnt know it was this bad." Havok mutters, and Al punches him in the arm for the return of silence, but i could feel fhe underlying protectiveness burning through his and Ed's veins. Just as it burned in me for them.
The room is quiet, and i am able to lower my arms as Riza finishes, and i stay standing, waiting for Roy to speak. Both of our gazes are cold, knowing the next sentence that comes out of his mouth before it escapes. "We need to be careful. I want you in someone's sight from this office or General Hughes at all times." My mouth drops, surprised that he would say it.
"Just me? What about you, Mister State Alchemist?" The anger burns up through my blood as we stare each other down. "You misewell have a bodyguard too."
"I have my powers-"
"That don't work if you get wet or your gloves do. What happens when this guy attacks you in the shower? Or on the street while its raining?" I counter, interrupting him. I see Havok sink in his chair, ready for the show. Ed and Al glance at each other, and i catch the whisper of the burns. "You got lucky it wasn't raining last night."
"Luck is all it takes."
"Enough." Riza says, her hands firm as she leans onto the desk. "Con., I insist that you stay with us for the next couple of days. Ed and Al may come over after hours to do this research with you. End of discussion." She breathes as Roy and I both nod, our eyes still cold of the fire that had been ignited in us. "Now I believe the Elric Brothers have something they would like to discuss."
Ed clears his throat, Al starinf at Roy again with unknown emotions. "Emma. Why are there burns all over you?" I flinch recognizing my stupidy of last night.
I look to Roy for help, wishing i was more confident in these situations. Of admitting my mistakes. "While in combat, Fullwater and I had a small miscommunication. I hit her on accident, friendly fire while in the line of duty." He says, and I grab Ed's arm as he attempts to go after my superior. "And some of the major ones, I cauterized the wounds before your sister could bleed out."
Ed freezes, taking in my stone set face as i replay the events from last night, my tired mind making Roy much more glamorous than he had been. I glance to Roy, as he kicks my brothers out so we can get on with the day of filing and paperwork. I drink another cup of coffee, worry for the boys dearest to my heart filling my entire being, as my heart closes the door on them.