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I was rewatching The House of the Waiting Family from when I had taped it, and I was wondering what exactly Ed wanted to remember so badly, so I cooked up this little fic. It's a one shot. (Obviously) Oh, and by the way, I reposted Chapter 4 on Waiting.

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Don't Forget

Winry and Pinako Rockbell stood outside of Rockbell Automail watching the Elric brothers and Armstrong walk away from their house and toward the train station.

"I-I read what was inside of Ed's pocket watch," Winry said, "It said, don't forget, and the day they burned their house down. What is it that Ed didn't want to forget?"

October 3, 1910

Al and I watched as the house, or what was left of it, flickered orange, the timbers blackening and falling a random intervals.

"C'mon Al, there's nothing to do now but move forward," I said. Al reluctantly, or so it seemed, I mean how can a suit of armor show emotions, turned away from the house.

"Are you sure this was the right thing to do, brother?" Al questioned. I sighed. In truth, I was not sure.

"We have to move forward, Al. How can we move forward if we continued dwelling on the past?"

"I'm going to say goodbye to Winry," Al said, and slowly started walking down the hill toward the Rockbell's house. He was going to do what I could not. I wanted to be able to say goodbye, I wanted to see Winry's face again, to tell her that I love her, but I do not think I can without falling apart. I mean, I think I love her. I am only 11 years old, but I would die if anything happened to her. It sounds crazy, I know but somehow I know that I love her and I want to spend the rest of my life by her side.

However, I also want to be strong, and I fear that if I go and say goodbye I will break down, and not want to leave. I fear that if I go and say goodbye, I will never leave, and Al and I will be stuck like this forever. I promised him. I promised him that I would get his body back, and if I stay with Winry like I want to I will not get his body back. Winry, no matter how much I love her can wait. Al, he is my flesh and blood, he cannot I cannot let him stay like this.

I know what I should do is write Winry a letter and tell her. Writing with my left hand is such a pain though. It would be shocking if she was able to read it, and besides, I do not want anyone else reading it and thinking I am crazy. 11-year-old boys are not supposed to fall in love. I can tell her some other time. There will be more time. I know there will.

Sighing, I stuck my hands in my pockets and headed down the hill. I met up with Al at the gate to the Rockbell's, he sounded really sad as he talked.

"Winry really wants to see you."

"She does?"

"Yeah."

I cannot go to her; I cannot let her see any weakness. She has seen enough during my automail surgery, I want to be strong for her. Her parents died, I was strong for her then, and I can be strong now.

"Let's go, Al," I said trying to keep my voice steady.

"You're not going to say goodbye?"

"I-I can't."

"Brother, why not?" I sighed and shoved my hands deeper into my pockets. I cannot tell him my reasons he will not understand. All I can do is keep walking. Luckily, I still have a pair of legs; all I can do now is use them.

And, I cannot forget. I cannot forget showing this weakness, for that is what it is. Weakness for Winry. I cannot let people find out; I cannot let them use it against me. I cannot forget Winry, or what I have done to her by not saying goodbye.

I turned around and waved to the house, tears running down my cheeks. I cannot forget that I burned the house down, yeah, but most of all, I can never forget Winry.

Winry turned and headed back into the house.

"He never said goodbye," she whispered, "He never said goodbye."

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