A/N:

Hello! n.n

This is my first FMA's fanfic…and the first I publish in English! I'm from Peru, so my mother language is Spanish.

I published the original version of this story like a month ago (obviously, in Spanish). Because of some friends that only speak English, I decided to translate my story n.n

If somebody likes it, please leave reviews, otherwise I'll just drop it and continuing publishing it but only in Spanish.

Thank God I learned English when I was 7 years old, so it wasn't hard to translate it xD I really hope somebody likes it n.n I did my best cause I ADORE this couple -

So, here's the first part of the story n.n See ya!

Chapter One: Nostalgia

"I'm so afraid…" the young woman murmured, while she was looking through the window. It was a really cold night, the coldest one in years.

The moon discerned beautifully. It was full moon.

The young woman was looking at the sky that night, focusing on the moon that irradiated light in the middle of darkness. However, that cold breeze was so stiff that made her shiver…

"Is something wrong, Winry?" her grandma asked. One of Pinako Rockbell's qualities besides the automail fabrication was her deep sense of intuition.

"It's nothing grandma, I was just thinking." the young woman with blond hair said, while she continued staring at the window.

She shouldn't look at her grandma's eyes, not with that transparent gaze that could show the pain in her soul.

"You're worried about Edward and Alphonse, aren't you?" Pinako asked.

She knew it. It wasn't hard to imagine that in the middle of a night like that one, her deepest feelings…longing, fear…would take her heart completely.

Pinako knew her granddaughter was suffering. From a long time ago, she had lost the shine in her eyes that took her so much time to regain. That shine that she lost after her parent's death in the catastrophic war of Ishbal, and that only two people were capable to show in her…two people that were no longer by her side, and that she didn't know if they'd be together again someday.

Winry didn't know what to say. She knew that, as well as her, Pinako had suffered a lot of losses in her life. The love of her life, the precious fruit of that love, and those two brothers that even though weren't related to her by blood she considered them as her grandchildren; all those people left a big hole in her heart.

That's the reason why her beloved granddaughter, Winry Rockbell, became the center of her life. As the only fruit of her dead son's marriage, Winry was everything to Pinako. Winry's happiness and contentment were the most important things for her, that's why the elder woman with gray hair and tiny height made a promise to herself: no matter the circumstances her granddaughter would receive all the love, protection and support that she needed to reach happiness.

Winry knew about Pinako's feelings. So she couldn't let herself show her pain and worry about the Elric brothers. She didn't want to awake those feelings in her grandma's heart. However, no matter how much she tried to hide it, those clear blue eyes would show what she didn't want to reveal.

"Even if I said no, you'd know I'm lying." She said, turning her gaze slowly towards her grandmother, who was looking at her with tenderness.

Pinako moved closer to her.

Winry had said the truth. Even though a feeling of culpability and remorse took over her heart, her grandmother's tender gaze helped her to keep her strength.

On the other hand, Pinako regretted she was right. In spite of that promise she made to herself, she knew her granddaughter's pain would not disappear. Feelings of frustration and powerlessness began to upset her. Nobody else but the Elric brothers would be able to return hope to Winry. But, she would give her as much love as she could, even if it wasn't enough.

"They made a choice, Winry." Pinako said, while she took her granddaughter's hand between hers. - Both of us need to resign to the decision they've made, and support them. - she concluded.

The young woman with blonde hair and blue eyes sighed.

Her grandma's words were the same that, day by day, were repeated on her mind.

"Resign to the decision they've made and support them". She knew this very well…but…why didn't the pain disappear then?

"I know, I know…", the young woman said, while she cleaned that tear that, inevitably, fell from her eyes.

She could feel how the pain in her heart began to grow. It wouldn't take much time before she couldn't pretend anymore. Her soul was crying.

Little by little, she separated her hand from Pinako's.

Winry look at her with a smile on her face.

"Good night, grandma." she said, while walking to the stairs that leaded to her bedroom.

She needed to be alone. Little by little her eyes would drown in tears and it'd be impossible to pretend in front of Pinako.

"Don't you wanna have dinner?" her grandma asked, worried about her. Pinako knew how much Winry needed to let off steam but…how much longer would the pain remain?

"Don't worry. It's very cold, I'd rather lie down and I think you should too!" Winry said, trying to hide her pain with a smile.

"Ok, I'll lie down in a while." her grandma said, while she smoked her pipe. "Good night Winry." she concluded.

"Good night grandma." the young lady said, while she made a gesture of goodbye with her hand. She turned around and started to walk up the stairs.

Pinako's heart startled.

"Winry!" she shouted.

"Yes?" the young lady said, who turned around rapidly, surprised of her grandma's scream.

"They're fine…" Pinako said, staring at her granddaughter. "They're so persistent that there's no way they'd give up. I can ensure that!" the elder woman said, smiling, while she kept smoking her pipe.

Although she felt sadness in her heart because of the Elric brother's absence, she wouldn't let Winry notice it…no matter what, she must smile.

And so she did, Winry smiled. She knew how lonely Pinako felt since the departure of the brothers and how much she loved them. She knew that smile and "happiness" her grandmother wanted to show was a lie. A lie that tried to calm Winry's desolated heart.

She needed to thank her grandma for all her effort; she needed to give her that precious smile one more time.

"I know, thank you. Good night." she said.

Once she was sure that her grandmother couldn't see her, she rapidly walked up the last stair of that wood staircase where Edward, Alphonse and her walked up and down many times when they were kids.

She entered in her room, and closed the door behind her.

Slowly, she walked toward her bed, took her pajamas and began to change her clothes.

While she was undressing she couldn't stop crying. If it wasn't for the oil stains on her clothes she got while repairing a neighbor's automail that afternoon, she wouldn't have care about changing her clothes.

With her pajamas on, she uncovered the blanket and lied down on her bed.

She released her hair from the ponytail. That beautiful blonde hair that looked like her mom's.

She kept crying.

She stayed like that for a while, unable to articulate a word.

She used to talk to herself in order to let off steam; she knew it was a good way to calm the pain when there's nobody to talk to around. She received that advice from her mother many years ago. It was impossible for her to forget it.

In the meanwhile, she could hear the strong wind hitting the windows. The night was getting colder and colder as the time passed.

"Ed…Al…why…"she finally said. "Why..." she repeated.

Four years had passed since the Elric brother's departure. Edward, Alphonse and Winry had grown and lived many different experiences that made them mature faster than other kids.

The brothers, after that tragic consequence of playing the role of God in a vain attempt to bring her mother back to life, were embarked on a trip without guaranties, a trip that could took all their lives…or snatch it from them.

Winry, a victim of the hideous human nature, eager of power and unscrupulous when it comes to satisfy his own interests. That's how, in one of the human essence's signs, her parents were killed and two of the most important people in her life destined to misfortune.

"I'm afraid…"she said, again.

The strong wind kept hitting the windows and it began to rain. Rain drops fell one after another…as her tears.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid…" the young lady kept murmuring. The beats of her heartwere stronger than before.

"Ed…where are you…where are you…"she keep repeating.

She was terrified. Those four years were a complete nightmare for her. Everyday, waiting for them, praying for them, crying every night when nobody could hear her, pretending to be fine when she wanted to give up…she couldn't stand it anymore.

Four years…since that boy with low height, blonde hair, amber eyes and deep gaze left his hometown decided to accomplish his dream.

"I…I love you Ed…I love you" she finally said, while the tears in her eyes kept falling down her face.

She loved him. There was no doubt about it.

Why? Even she didn't know the reasons.

Since they were kids, Alphonse, Edward and Winry had shared everything.

Apparently, the love they shared was just a sibling's love.

During those years, there was no difference between the way little Winry treated either Alphonse or Edward.

However, the 16 year old Winry had discovered her true feelings: the affection they shared when they were kids had magically become LOVE.

She didn't know how or why she was in love with Edward.

His stubbornness, his absent-mindedness and his roughness could be reasons to hate him. In the case of Winry, those were just some of his "weak points". She knew he could be really annoying sometimes, but without those characteristics he wouldn't be him, the love of her life.

"I'm afraid Ed…come back…please" the young lady with blue eyes said. She had cried so much that her eyes were totally irritated.

The cold of the night covered all her body. Her feet were totally frozen as her hands…but not as much as her heart.

The fear was taking over her soul.

"Ed…why don't you come back…I…" she said, almost voiceless.

She was so anguished and tired that she felt asleep.

In her dreams, she kept repeating the name of the young man she loved with all her heart: Edward Elric, the Fullmetal Alchemist.

To be continued n.n