Delilah Elric

Delilah picked up the phone and sat at the kitchen table, looking through the notebook with the various phone numbers that Roy had given her when she first arrived.

After locating the one she wanted, she placed a call to the Elric Apartment office, hoping that would ensure she'd get hold of the landlord, to ask him when it might be possible to proceed with construction, after they'd agreed upon a design plan, of course.

After dinner, the four returned to the apartment complex after a brief stop at a bookstore for Hohenheim, to help him get more up to speed on various scientific advancements, and Delilah showed him where Odd Thomas lived, using the key he'd given her to unlock the door.

Hohenheim bid them goodnight and settled in on a chair with one of his new books to wait for the apartment's owner to return.

That left Delilah to return home with Envy and Leah. She pulled her keys from her pocket, unlocking the door to let them in.

Although she was exhausted, Delilah was still far too wired to do more than sleep for a few hours; sleep which wasn't entirely restful, even with Envy remaining next to her. Dark dreams kept creeping in; blood and loss and crying children made her sleep fitful, even as she clung to him, subconsciously afraid of waking to find him gone, to find it all part of a dream.

Finally, her brain had quite enough of that and she woke, the worst of the edge of exhaustion whittled too far away to make a return to sleep feasible at the immediate moment. But she didn't move save for opening her eyes, feeling him next to her. The ground in the awoken world felt no more steady and secure than it had in her dreams, and she didn't dare risk her hope to stretch it far enough to believe that the moment would last. Once he knew she was awake, would he leave? Would he return later, when she finally succumbed again to exhaustion and went back to bed? What did his agreement to stay all entail?

True, he had called her his wife in the clinic, but while he was still very much William underneath everything, in many other ways, he was a stranger. She could not read him quite as well as she used to, and she was afraid of assuming too much, of stepping too far out to discover where any boundaries might be, on the possibility he might change his mind, driven off by too much familiarity. He had made it clear in the past that he was not William, not any longer, and she was just nervous enough to not dare press for too much of him.

He was there, he would remain with her, and he would not be returning to that bitch. That was enough, and if that was all it was to be, it would have to be enough.

So Delilah didn't move even after waking, committing the moment as deeply to memory as she could. Just one more, one last chance, just in case that would be all she would have.

The day before, Delilah knew she had caught whatever it was that Roy had picked up from Edward. She didn't feel too bad, all considered, but her voice was terrible, raw and scratchy, and that was enough to call in because she wouldn't be able to practice, let alone sing.

But now, it was making its full fury known, and Delilah couldn't remember the last time she felt so cold. Of course, she couldn't focus her brain to remember very much, and it was a challenge just to get out of bed. Walking to the kitchen for water and food for Jäger was accomplished not without a lot of stumbling, and sitting at the table a few times to make the room stop spinning.

Amid it all was Leah, getting in the way and trying to take over. Annoyed, Delilah shooed her off. Just because she was a little weak and lightheaded and so damned cold she couldn't stop shivering didn't mean she wasn't still perfectly capable of taking care of things around the apartment.

The bird fed and cared for, Delilah returned to the kitchen to make some hot tea and some soup. That would be just the thing, once she stopped feeling so cold, she'd feel better.

Full lyrics of songs featured in this post.

COUNTRY SET
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( The Storm - Garth Brooks )
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( Lonely Too - Lee Ann Womack )
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( Harmless Heart - Trisha Yearwood )
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( A Keeper For Every Flame - Mary Chapin Carpenter )
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( One More Day - Diamond Rio )
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NOT COUNTRY SET
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( I Sing For The Things - Stevie Nicks )
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( Have Mercy, Love - Janis Ian )
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( All I Can Do - Chantal Kreviazuk )
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( Song For A Winter's Night - Sarah McLachlan )
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( Someone To Watch Over Me - Ella Fitzgerald )

After Envy dropped off her guest, and possibly new housemate, Delilah tried to find out a little more about the woman he said was her younger brother's granddaughter. She quickly realized that any memories she had of life weren't likely there, and her communication was a bit awkward.

But one thing did become clear enough, and that was that Dante had been in a very foul mood as of late, and Leah revealed that there were things she had to eat to get better, and she didn't have any. Stones, she called them, red rocks. And Delilah had heard just enough to understand what that meant.

She glanced at the clock, and hoped it wasn't too late, that he wasn't in bed yet. She dialed Roy's number, sitting down in a chair as the phone began to ring.

Unpacking was finished, and her apartment had become somewhat functional, especially with a greater store of food in the kitchen, and knowledge of the appliances, thanks to Roy and Riza Mustang's assistance.

Going to the Deadly Sin in the early part of the evening, or the late part of the afternoon, for a little bite to eat of whatever new dish Odd Thomas prepared for her was the only thing that had her stepping out of her door for the most part.

At home though, it was simply a study of different shades of gray mundane. Only the necessity of caring for Jäger motivated her into getting out of bed. Delilah supposed she should find something else to do, somehow, maybe even just go on a walk through the Nexus, but that took more energy than she felt like mustering up. Laying in bed and staring at the wall in between drifts of sleep was fine by her.

When she heard a knock, it took a moment to decide whether or not to get up to answer it. Only the fact there was a possibility of it being her brother, Daniel, or one of the Mustangs prompted her into kicking off the covers.

Delilah opened the door and frowned a bit, wary of the blond stranger outside the door. Tall and blue-eyed, he was clad in jeans and a simple shirt, and carrying a moderately-sized trunk-like case by the handles. "Hello?"

After a light supper at the best_deadly_sin, Delilah returned home, Styrofoam container of fruit in hand.

The first thing she did upon entering, after locking the door behind her, was to place it in the refrigerator as she was told, then poured a glass of water from the sink to wash the sugary sweetness from her mouth.

Another empty evening, just like the ones before it, and all the other ones to follow.

I suppose there should be some measure of comfort in the constant.

Delilah cut off some pieces of sausage, and walked to the second bedroom to Jäger's mew, opening it and placing it on a platform for him to eat. He was still too agitated for her to feel comfortable bringing him out and handling him, the scents and sounds of the Nexus were extremely different from his home, and tonight he seemed especially upset.

"I'm sorry for leaving, Jäger," she told the peregrine falcon as she latched the door shut. "Don't worry, it won't happen often." She closed her eyes and leaned back against the sturdy wood.

"Silly bird," she whispered.

Title: Goodbye
Author: kuchenhexe
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist, preseries/Nexus
Pairing: William Elric(Envy)/Delilah Adams Elric
Rating: R
Word Count: 6800
Warnings: Spoilers
Disclaimer: Fullmetal Alchemist is not mine. Work of fanfiction, no money made, blah blah blah. There's graphic descriptions of bodies, so if crime-type shows like CSI or Bones are a bit too much for you, this might not be something to read while eating. Sarah is the creation of Caity and used with permission.
Notes: Final chapter, sequel to "The End Has Only Begun" and "This New Divide". Based on a fan-created background for Envy's human life, spinning off onto a what-if if things had gone a bit differently than some of the information implied in canon. Also written specifically for character introduction into a roleplaying game.
Summary: Perhaps she was going mad, alone in the woods all this time with her grief, or maybe she was just seeing things. Not even that possibility really accounted for what she saw, though, because why in all that was would she hallucinate what was in there?
Chanson du Jour: Goodbye - Natalie Imbruglia

( Goodbye )

Title: This New Divide
Author: kuchenhexe
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist, preseries/Nexus
Pairing: William Elric(Envy)/Delilah Adams Elric
Rating: R
Word Count: 10000
Warnings: Spoilers
Disclaimer: Fullmetal Alchemist is not mine. Work of fanfiction, no money made, blah blah blah. There's graphic descriptions of bodies, so if crime-type shows like CSI or Bones are a bit too much for you, this might not be something to read while eating.
Notes: Sequel to "The End Has Only Begun". Based on a fan-created background for Envy's human life, spinning off onto a what-if if things had gone a bit differently than some of the information implied in canon. Also written specifically for character introduction into a roleplaying game.
Summary: It was madness, that was all. She was losing her mind to grief, and imagining things. All the little coincidences were nothing more than mad dreams latching onto events which meant nothing. But no matter how many times she repeated the most logical explanation to herself, it was not enough to still that cold little voice that whispered deep inside.
Chanson du Jour: New Divide - Linkin Park

( This New Divide )

Title: The End Has Only Begun
Author: kuchenhexe
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist, preseries/Nexus
Pairing: William Elric(Envy)/Delilah Adams Elric
Rating: R
Word Count: 7156
Warnings: Spoilers
Disclaimer: Fullmetal Alchemist is not mine. Work of fanfiction, no money made, blah blah blah. There's graphic descriptions of bodies, so if crime-type shows like CSI or Bones are a bit too much for you, this might not be something to read while eating.
Notes: Prequel to "This New Divide". Based on a fan-created background for Envy's human life, spinning off onto a what-if if things had gone a bit differently than some of the information implied in canon. Also written specifically for character introduction into a roleplaying game.
Summary: Delilah immediately wished she'd never looked. She barely had the presence of mind to set the candelabra on the stairs as she turned away and dropped to her knees, clinging to the banister for dear life, retching and sobbing and fighting against the scream building up to a fever pitch in her mind out of fear that if she started, she would never, ever stop.
Chanson du Jour: The End Has Only Begun - Lifehouse

( The End Has Only Begun )