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08 December 2010 @ 05:21 pm
Title: Blanket
Author: meredavey
Rating: PG
Spoilers: none
Warnings: none.
Pairings: parental!Roy/Ed
Summary: Ed realizes that there is someone there for him.
Notes: Just a small ficlet. I haven't done parental!Roy/Ed, so I decided to try it for once.

Ed shivered and sneezed. Then shivered again.He sneezed yet another time and huddled closer in his thick coat and stared out at the train tracks. He wasn’t wearing his gloves [he had dropped them when he had almost been pick-pocketed] and his fingers were slowly getting number. He swore underneath his breath and kicked at the snow that was piled up under the bench where he was sitting. As he swung his legs he thought about how he had gotten here in the first place.

“Fullmetal, you need to go South and take care of something for me, and don’t destroy anything because it’s coming out of your paycheck this time.”

Mustang had been completely unhelpful, and now back in Central he was waiting until the other person vacated the phone booth so he could call Hawkeye [he refused to call the Colonel] to come pick him up and bring him back to the office so he could give his report.

But it didn’t look like the phone booth was going to be vacated anytime soon, and Ed was getting really cold. Sitting here for a good hour and a half would do that to you. He glanced down at the time on his pocket watch again and sighed. He’d just be better off walking to the offices at this rate, if he had, he would have gotten there at least an hour ago and he could have been on his way home already!

Edward made up his mind and stood, stretching out his cramped and numb limbs before exiting the station into the much colder open air. He watched as his boots left imprints in the snow as he walked along the sidewalk.

By the time he was two blocks from the station he was shaking so badly, he didn’t notice the car that pulled up beside him.

The man called to him several times before he looked up in surprise before the man impatiently motioned for him to get into the car.

“Here – ” the man grabbed a blanket from the backseat and tossed it to him. “Get warm. It’s cold outside.”

Ed grunted his thanks as he curled up in the big blanket.

“Why didn’t you just walk to another telephone booth down the street?”

Ed grumbled and muttered, “I didn’t think of it, okay?! I was tired and cold even when I got off the train.”

The man shook his head and sighed, “It’s too late for your report this afternoon, everyone’s already left. I figured I’d check the station to see if you were there. I guess I was right.”

“Sorry,” Edward spoke softly.

“What are you sorry about? You should be sorry about things you’re not.”

Mustang looked over with amusement at his youngest subordinate who scowled at him. “I’ll drop you off at the dorms and you can give me a report in the morning.”

When Ed got out of the car at the dorms, the Colonel ushered him closer. “Keep the blanket, you can give it back to me tomorrow when you give me your report. Oh, and Edward, next time you run into trouble, please call me, I’ll come help.”

Ed stared after the car for a long moment before heading into the dorms and to his room where Al waited for him.