OKAY! Finally! I'm finished chapter six (which took freaking forever 'cause of school, work, etc...) Things are starting to get interesting, so I hope you like it!

"Her condition is stable. She does have a minor concussion, but she should be fine." A young woman spoke. It was difficult to tell, but it sounded like she was in a small room of some sort.

"That's a relief." A familiar voice said. Ashlyn couldn't quite but a face to it though, "I was beginning to worry that I was too late."

"Ugh." Ashlyn grunted as she shifted in the bed she was laying in. She opened her eyes to see a nurse and Major Armstrong standing at the end of her bed, "What the… Where am I?"

"Ah! You're finally awake! You're in Central General Hospital." The nurse smiled, "I'll give you two a moment."

When the nurse was gone and Ashlyn and Armstrong were alone, things took a turn for the unexpected, "Ashlyn! I'm so relieved to see that you're awake!" Major Armstrong said with a passion that Ashlyn had never seen before. Suddenly, without warning he ripped off his shirt and started showing off his muscles, "I shall help you recover by inspiring you with my muscular perfection!"

"M-Major Armstrong?!" Ashlyn was horrified that this man just stripped in front of her, "What the hell are you doing?!"

"Do not worry, Ashlyn. My muscular build has been passed down the Armstrong family for generations! It has been a powerful factor in the military and I am sure it will help you recover!" He inched closer to until he was right at her side and she was practically hanging out of her bed to get away. Suddenly, as if answering her prayers, Mustang walked in to see Ashlyn's horrified face.

"Major Armstrong! I'm sure Ashlyn would appreciate it if you didn't harass her while she's still recovering."

"If you say so, sir." Did Armstrong not notice Ashlyn trapped in the hospital bed, absolutely terrified?

"If you're done, I would like to speak with her alone." Mustang came around to the other side of the bed.

"Yes, sir." He picked up his uniform, "I think I'll give the Elric brothers a visit. They're probably getting restless having to stay here."

Mustang nodded and watched Armstrong leave. Stepping back to sit on the empty bed next to Ashlyn, he let out a sigh, "You do know that the more you put yourself in danger, the higher chance you have of dying, right?"

Ashlyn couldn't help but laugh. She was alive and well, yet he still felt the need to lecture her, "I couldn't just leave those people there. They would have died."

"You're right about that, but you need to be more careful next time."

"I was being careful! It's not my fault that ice is slippery!" Ashlyn defended herself. She certainly didn't want to be tagged as being careless.

"Alright, alright! I didn't mean anything by it." He raised his hands, trying to calm her down, "Anyways, the reason I came here was to tell you that we're heading back to Eastern Command Center."

"Really? When?"

"In a few hours."

That soon?She was surprised at how quickly they were leaving Central. She was a little disappointed. She was wanted to see the Hughes family again, "Got it." She nodded.

"Your release papers have been signed. I'll wait for you outside." He stood up and walked towards the door, "I have a file to report, so try to be quick."

Once Ashlyn was alone, she slipped out of bed and grabbed her clothes from the end table. She had a bit of a headache, but it wasn't too bad. After changing back into her usual clothes, she left the hospital room and found Mustang sitting on a bench down the hall.

"Ready?" He stood.

"Yep." She followed him to the secretary desk where she signed out. When they left the hospital, Mustang led her to a car waiting for them in front of the hospital; she could see Lieutenant Hawkeye sitting in the driver's seat. Once they were both in the back, Hawkeye wasted no time and drove off towards Central Command Center.

"Here." Mustang pulled out an envelope from under the seat and handed it to Ashlyn.

"What is it?" She took the envelope and ripped the seal.

"Your new ID. You're now an official Amestrian citizen."

"What?! How?!" Ashlyn's jaw dropped. She hadn't been a citizen of anything for a long time. How the hell was a military officer able to get a fake citizenship?

"I have my resources. Also, there are some documents in that give you a past here." Mustang said, "It wouldn't make sense if you just showed up out of nowhere, right?" A smirk played across his face.

Ashlyn pulled out several government-looking documents. She had ID, a birth certificate, and some other papers that she would look at later. Looking over the small card that was her ID, she memorized her new identity. Her new name was Ashlyn Fox and her birthday was May 17, 1894.

Good guess, Ashlyn thought as she saw the birthday. Continuing to read over some of the documents, she saw several names of cities, schools, and other places that she didn't recognize; but none the less, she memorized them.

Suddenly, the car slowed to a stop and Ashlyn looked up to see that they had reached Central Command Center. The huge walls made Ashlyn feel so insignificant.

"Wait here." Mustang ordered as he stepped out of the car and closed the door. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Hawkeye's hand tense on the steering wheel. From what Ashlyn could tell Hawkeye seemed very close to Mustang. Everywhere he went, she was right there watching his back and ready for anything. While they waited in the car in silence, Ashlyn could feel Hawkeye's anxiety, even though her face gave away nothing.

• • • • •

"Here's your ticket. Have a nice trip." The lady at the booth smiled and slid the ticket under the window.

"Thank you." Ashlyn said as she took the small slip of paper and went to look for Mustang and Hawkeye in the crowded train station. With all the noise of the trains and people moving around, it was next to impossible to find them until Mustang began to wave above the crowd. She picked up her bag and weaved her way through the busy passengers.

"Is it always this busy?" Ashlyn finally reached Mustang and Hawkeye who stood near the clock in the middle of the station. She set her bag down and stretched out her arms, still feeling sore and tired from last night's encounter.

"Yes, on most days. Trains are the main mode of transportation in Amestris." Hawkeye answered.

Suddenly, a man on the train blew a whistle and announced, "All aboard for East City!"

"Let's go." Mustang turned on his heel towards the train.

Quickly, Ashlyn grabbed her bag and followed Mustang and Hawkeye to the train; but just before he stepped on, an icy chill shot down her spine. Whipping her head around to find the source of this chill, her eyes locked with a figure hiding in the shadows from across the station. She could see in the distance the figure wore a strange black outfit and had long dark green hair. The face stared back at Ashlyn with an intensity that froze Ashlyn on the spot.

"Miss?" The conductor brought Ashlyn back to reality, "Are you heading to East City?"

"Uh, y-yeah." She showed him her ticket and stepped on to the train. But before she went to find Mustang and Hawkeye, she looked back to the strange figure, but it was gone.

I must be seeing things.She thought as she scanned the train; she found Hawkeye and Mustang sitting near the end, across from each other. Mustang was talking and smiling at Hawkeye with a certain look in his eyes. She almost felt guilty interrupting their little moment.

"So, how long does it take to reach East City?" Ashlyn placed her bag up top and sat next to Hawkeye.

"Just a few hours. If there are no interruptions, we may even get to relax a bit." Mustang stretched out his arms and let out a yawn. There were small bags under his eyes; probably exhaustion from hunting down Isaac McDougal.

"Actually, sir. There is a report for you to read." Hawkeye said calmly. Instantly, Mustang's shoulders slumped and his face filled with irritation.

"I can never catch a break, can I?" He sighed as he took the folder and went over its contents.

"I'm just making sure you don't fall behind on your work." A small smile played across her face.

After the train was filled, they were off to East City without a second's hesitation. The train pulled out of the station with a sudden jerk and screeching of wheels on the track. Ashlyn watched as Central shrunk into the distance until it finally disappeared from sight. From what she had seen, Amestris reminded her quite a bit of Europe. Central's layout, the buildings, and the country that now surrounded them. It all brought back memories of when she first arrived in England.

When she was in foster care, she had lived in the US; being sent from city to city, from state to state, and living on a very short leash. But when she was kicked out, the world became her playground. She would travel across the country and sneak across borders searching for any useful alchemic research. But when her search was coming to a grinding halt, she decided to look somewhere with more resources: Europe. Sneaking onto a freight ship, she spent weeks crossing the Atlantic Ocean through monstrous storms, sneaking around and running from angry crew members just about every other day, and stealing anything she could get her hands on. It was a tough trip, but she learned lots things that saved her ass more than enough times. Once she had reached the shores of England, she found exactly what she was looking for: the alchemy that brought her to Amestris and the philosopher's stone.

Suddenly, a yawn brought her back from her time blurred memories. She felt weariness set in and her muscles begin to ache from last night's adventure. Stretching her legs out and shifting in her seat, she began to get comfortable and relax. A jealous grunt come from Mustang as he flipped through the report he unwillingly read. Ignoring him, she closed her eyes and drifted to sleep, waiting to wake in the East.

• • • • •

"She got on a train to East City with that Flame boy and his girlfriend." The green-haired homunculus said plainly; clearly not interested in the task that was given to him.

"Hmm." A ghostly pale man sat before the homunculus in a throne like chair, thinking about the information that was just given to him.

"I don't see what's so special about that girl. She looks like she just walked off the streets! Why are you so interested in her all of a sudden?" The homunculus complained.

"She is not of this world. The moment she stepped into this dimension, I sensed a great power that I seek. I may have use for her." The pale man looked down at the homunculus with glaring eyes, "Keep an eye on her, Envy."

"Yes, Father."

Just a note, I have no idea what the hell Envy is, so I'm just gonna say he's a guy (even though he's more of an 'it'). Now that I'm on my winter break, I might be able to do more writing (if I don't have any interruptions like the last three weeks). I hope you liked it! Thanks for reading! ^_^