A/N: One year later and I'm finally updating. I really hope this does not become a bad habit. I don't know where the time has gone, I can hardly believe that it really has been 365 days since I last visited this story. I never forgot about it though and I must say that everybody's support for this story has definitely made this chapter possible, so thank you.
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Wounded Angel: Chapter 5
The first thing Ed noticed when he woke up was how soft his sofa had become and how much wider it was then he remembered. Stretching out his arms he felt open air, no cushions. He did not want to open his eyes, so instead he began to search the area with his hands.
He quickly located the edge of he mattress and traced it with his fingers until they met a solid mass covered in hair. He grabbed a hold of a large chunk and opened his eyes. Then he yanked.
"OW! Damn it, that hurt!" The scream was accompanied by a narrowed eyed glare.
Ed ignored Roy in favor of examining the room. He was on a bed situated in one corner. The mattress was on a platform that extended a foot in all directions, explaining why he had not been able to feel the wall to his left. On the opposite wall there was a door and a dresser, the only other furniture in the small room. On the back of the door was a full-length mirror. A single floor lamp stood next to the bed. Currently it was dimmed, creating menacing shadows in the other corners. There were no windows and the lack of them reminded Ed of a prison cell. "Roy, where the fuck am I?"
"You are on my ship, in my quarters to be more specific." Roy rubbed his head as he spoke, "Did you have to pull so hard?"
"Yes, I think that I did." For that second Ed's eyes remained calm, then they changed and became pools of golden fury, "What do you mean I'm on your ship? I thought that we agreed that I would stay at my apartment."
"No you said that you did not want to come with me. I merely told you that I respected your opinion, not that I would follow it."
Edward worked his jaw in frustration for several moments before responding. "What the hell do you mean by that?"
"I mean that although it was your wish to stay behind, I could not leave you there unprotected. Since I do not have any means to protect you there, I had to bring you here."
"You realized that what you did is called kidnapping, right? I could have you thrown in jail for this!"
Whatever Roy was going to say in response was interrupted when the door banged open. "I heard yelling, just wanted to make sure you were having a good time with your –wait, she's a he!"
"Havoc I thought I told you not to smoke on board!" Roy was practically roaring and he was not sure if he was more upset with Edward, Havoc, or himself.
"Ahhh, right Boss, sorry Boss." The lieutenant quickly snuffed out his cigarette and for once did not take out a new one to hold between his lips. He was more than a bit shocked at the colonel's outburst. It took him a moment to gather up his courage before speaking again. "When did your girl turn into a guy Roy-Boy? I thought you didn't swing that way."
"Ed has always been a male, Havoc. He did not just change genders." Jean's pole axed expression helped to sooth Roy's temper and even allowed some smugness to creep in.
"But you're bonded! Don't tell me that I got that wrong as well because I can see the line connecting the two of you."
The small bit of smugness that had begun to fill Roy crashed away at Havoc's words. He filled the loss with a scowl. He did not want Ed to know about the bond yet. He was not sure how the teen would react to the news so it was with a bit of trepidation that he looked towards the bed and its occupant. His fears, it appeared, were unnecessary.
Ed had scrambled into the farthest corner of the bed. His eyes were wide and fixed on Havoc. His mouth was hanging wide open and his chest was heaving sporadically with lots of quick, shallow breaths. "He…he…he has w-wings!"
Roy laughed; he could not stop himself, "If case you have not noticed, I do two." As if to emphasize his point he stretched out the black feathers.
Ed's eyes were still big when he focused on Roy, "I know that, but so does he. Holy shit, you really are a different species!" There was fear in his eyes.