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-It was the fifth day of his second week when he heard it.
A terrifying scream of what he could not think to attribute to anyone but that of Prentiss, that and the sound of... Foam? And almost millions of tiny screeches, it sounded mostly like when you press a pancake to the pan? It didn't really matter, what did matter though was what came after.
Silence.
The sound of his fridge working again, the light of his kitchen turning on, the sound of everything around him suddenly... Becoming alive- so to say.
And then his voice was what made it.
"Martin? Can you hear me?" It was muffled, and even more so when Martin had grown so used to only hearing those deafening knocking sounds, but he had no doubt of it... It was Jon. -
~•~•~•~Or: Everyone realizing they don't really know much about Jon.
Special thanks to @Maradinera for helping me beta check this!!!
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"I feel as if the more I try to look forward, the more my past crawls up into my arms."
Edward and Winry wump one shot.

