Sydney wasn't entirely sure how it had ended up this way. She didn't know how or why it had went out of hand so quickly. They fought quite a lot these days, but any couple would do that after staying together for almost ten years, right? Sydney sighed. How had they ended up this way? They had been so strong in the beginning, fighting people's beliefs and opinions, but somewhere along the way something had went wrong. Maybe it was during the time they were on the run from the alchemists, or maybe it was after that tragic miscarriage only a year ago. Either way, something was pulling them apart and they didn't know how to stop it. It scared her.
Now she was sitting here, all alone on the bed in their home. His wedding ring laying on the dresser and her husband himself gone. The house still seemed to shake even though it had been at least ten minutes since he slammed the door shut and drove away in his car. Maybe this was it. Maybe this was the end. Maybe he had had enough at last and left her for good. Just the thought of it made Sydney sick. She couldn't imagine her life without seeing him in the morning light beside her in their bed. She couldn't imagine being without him whistling as he made the dishes. She couldn't imagine breathing without him there to make her feel safe. Silent tears flooded her eyes and she looked around the room. Her gaze immediately locked onto the painting that hung on the wall to her right. He had painted that. He had painted that to her, in the beginning. She could still remember the day he gave it to her. Oh the joy and love that she had felt, and now all of that might be gone forever. The silent tears transformed into loud sobs and she buried her head in his pillow. His scent filled her senses and made her feel better for a second, and she prayed that she would never have to live without that scent. Before she knew it, she had no more tears to cry. She felt weak and tired and everything hurt.
She must have fallen asleep because next thing she knew, she was woken by light seeping through her window, and a light kiss to her cheek. She shot up and stared into the green eyes of her husband. They hugged and kissed and whispered they're sorry before he put his ring back on and smiled. They promise each other to never fight like this again, but they both know that it's only a matter of time before one of them storms of again. What they don't know is that there's another person in the room, another person that is still to small to be noticed. But he's there, he's there waiting for his time to become a part of their family for real. Hopefully he will bring an end to their fighting. It is strange how neither of them has noticed this third life that is always there, but it is only a matter of time.
A/N: Hello again! I was thinking of starting to write oneshots, and I thought that I could always take prompts from you guys. I have to tell you one thing though, I can't write smut or anything like that. I'm a very innocent girl and smut isn't really my area of expertise. Anything else goes! AU's, futures, break-ups, weddings, anything! And if I feel like I can handle it, I might write something that isn't Sydrian. This little oneshot is something I thought of last night when I couldn't sleep and I hope you liked it! Request away.