Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Her Knight In Shining Armor ❯ Calling Home ( Chapter 17 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

I do not own the characters Ed, Al, Winry or the basis for their past history. They belong to the creators of Full Metal Alchemist. I also don't own any of the fairytales mentioned. I don't own much of anything…

Warning: There will be some references made to the show. It won't give away anything about the ending… I don't think… Anyway there will be threats of rape and murder. Not too vivid though.

There will also be spelling mistakes due to where Lorna originates from. I allowed some spelling error because it's words she would use. And I don't want any flames on it. I'm from where she's from so I just had her speak the way I do!

Chapter Seventeen: Calling Home

From there I went back to the diner and by the time I'd finished eating most of the shops were closed. I glanced around and decided to call it a day. After all tomorrow I'd have to shop for Al, and that would take up most of my time.

I walked back to my room and put in the key. It opened easily and I was able to keep from dropping the toolbox. `Maybe paying someone to take it to the train station and then the house could be her second gift.' I wondered wearily, sitting it down beside the bed before locking the door.

Then I turned to look at the phone. I needed to call Al. I hoped he wasn't already worried that I hadn't. I picked up the phone and dialed out.

It only rang twice before Al answered. “Hello, Lorna?”

“Hello I'm calling for an Alphonse Elric. I'm offering a lovely…” He didn't let me finish my sentence.

“Lorna! Quick joking around. Why didn't you call sooner? I was worried about you. Was the train okay? You didn't run into anyone did you?” He was blurting out questions too fast for me to comprehend.

“Al!” I squealed, causing him to stop. “Yeah, yeah, everything was fine. I had to do some shopping before the stores closed.”

“You should have called once you got there.” He complained, in a hurt but stern voice.

“I had to pick up Ed's gift today. I'm sorry, the shop would have closed, and they won't open again until after Christmas.” I replied, remorseful that I hadn't made the time to phone sooner.

“What kind of store?” He queried.

“I ain't telling.” I giggled in a playful voice. “If I do he'll get ya to tell him. You know that.”

I heard laughter on the other side of the line. Then in a childlike voice he asked, “When are you coming home?”

“I'm supposed to stay here three nights.” I picked up the stone which lay on my neck and looked through it. It was clear but made everything look red and wavy.

“Three night? But why?” He sounded so upset.

“I have to get your gift.” My heart was falling fast.

“Maybe I could come and meet you there tomorrow.” He offered.

“No!” I shouted into the phone, dropping the stone against my chest.

“Why? Who's there with you?” He was joking now. “Is it that guy? Jake?”

“UH!” I could have slapped him if he'd been there. “No I've got you and besides I'd never be that desperate!”

Al laughed again, but then in a softer voice pleaded. “One night.”

My heart seemed to be pulled through the phone. “No, Al I can't.” If I did come home it would mean having to hide his gift that much the longer.

“Please.” He implored.

I couldn't help myself. “Okay I'll come home day after tomorrow.” I was such a pushover.

“Why not tomorrow?” Uh why did he have to be like this?

“Because I can't get your gift until the next day.” I'd said too much.

“So you know what it is?” He seemed to perk up instantly.

Why had I told him that? “Yes I do, now I've gotta go.”

“Lorna?” His voice was soft again

I lay back on the pillows trying hard not to fall asleep. “Yeah Al.”

“I love you.” His voice seemed so soft and kind.

“Hmm.” I hummed, letting my eyes fall shut.

Just before I nodded off, with the phone still in hand, I thought I heard him say, “See you in our dreams.”

I was in the field, and felt so alone. Looking around Al was nowhere to be seen. I'd needed him there, he had to come.

I stood and began walking across the field and then on into the forest. I hiked for what seemed like forever before I came to the edge of the woods. Beyond them there was a wide river flowing quickly by. I'd never come this far, never been past the woods.

I looked across the tumbling rapids and there sat Alphonse. He stood and waved when he saw me. I waved back and tried to call to him. Unfortunately the water was too loud and washed my words away. There was no way to cross. I sank to the ground and began to cry softy.

“Lorna.” A soft voice came to my mind. It was Al. I looked across the river to find he had disappeared.

“Lorna, wake up.” I slowly came back to my surrounding. Several hours had passed. “Lorna?” Al's voice was full of worry.

“Yeah Al.” I mumbled, noticing that I had indeed been crying.

“Go to sleep and I'll talk with you tomorrow.” He soothed.

“Night Al, love ya.” I whispered, then hung up the phone. I didn't want to be here anymore. I wanted to be home, with Al.

The next morning I got up and showered. Before I made it out the door the phone rang. “Hello?” I answered, picking my purse up off the floor.

“Lorna? Maybe you should come on home.” It was Al again.

“But I have to get your gift.” I tried to appease him while leaning back down on the bed.

“I only want you.” My heart broke.

“Oh, I guess I could come home tonight.” I sighed. “But we'll have to open gifts tomorrow.”

I would have been coming home on Christmas morning which would have eliminated hiding his gift. Now I'd have to keep it concealed overnight.

“I'll pick you up at the station.” He cheered happily.

“No!” I shouted, a little too frantic.

This time he seemed suspicious. “Why?”

“Al ya can't see your gift. Now be nice or I won't come home until tomorrow.” That should work.

“Okay.” He finally agreed. “I'll let brother and Winry know. Bye, hurry and come home.”

“Goodbye Al, love ya.” I added a few kisses then hung up the phone. `Oh yeah I'm so in control of my life.'

I wasn't really upset about going on back. The dream I'd had left me homesick. I didn't want to stay any longer than I absolutely had to.

Author's notes

Al: Yes! She's coming home!

Ed: Why can't I read what she got me?

Lorna: Because then it wouldn't be a surprise.

Ed: I'll act surprised.

Joy: No she's right, you can't find out right now.

Ed: Whispers to Lorna You tell me what I got and I'll tell you about Al.

Joy: NO! Locks Ed in closet.