Trust

Her eyes filled with tears. Her fingers reached out. Thunder grumbled angrily at her. Vision blurry, she reached out at the bundled figure in the rain, her stillborn child wrapped in a light baby blanket. She knew she couldn't do this, not to Sieg. They'd always wanted a child together, and now...she'd failed him in the worst way. How could she ever face her husband?

Fingers trembled, chilled from the cold air and the icy rain. The small figure that had once been alive rested in the mud and the chalk danced upon a stone surface on the island that Izumi Curtis had whisked away to. The array was drawn quickly, memorized long ago from a rare, ancient text. It didn't matter that she was soaked and couldn't see. None of that mattered. She just had to get it back, their baby, it just had to live.

She placed the bundle on the array, right in the center. Perfect, she believed. Her hands came down together in unison and then...

She woke up. Sweat trickled down her back, cooling her in the night air. Izumi's eyes widened as she rubbed the sleep out of them. A nightmare. Of course. That had been many, many years ago, and because of her mistake, they would never realize their dream of having children. He never blamed her though. Sieg would never do that. Shivering, she inched closer to her husband. She failed him and he stood by her.

And then he looked at her, and welcomed her into his arms, understanding immediately what happened. Under the moonlight, they embraced in their dream bed, unable to fulfill their dream. Izumi lifted her head to apologize, like she had many nights before. "I'm sorry, Sieg."

He shook his head. "Don't worry about it, Izumi. We are a family. We have children."

And like many nights before, she looked at a picture she kept of Edward and Alphonse Elric they kept on their nightstand and smiled. "Yes...we do."

"You have never let me down. You have never disappointed me. If anyone is sorry, it should be me. Because you couldn't trust me."

Having no answer to this, Izumi settled down into her husband's arms for a nightmare-free sleep.