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Winry giggled as her swollen belly nudged at her again. "Edward! Come over here, you're missing it!" Winry was six months pregnant and the baby was just starting to kick.

"Missing what?" Ed sat next to his wife on their bed and placed a hand on her stomach. The baby kicked under his touch as Winry giggled away in excitement. At first he was part terrified and partly in awe of what he was feeling but as joy sank into his chest ad chased away his fear, he began to giggle along with his wife.

"I love you, Win," he said as he kissed her cheek.

While small joys like this had been happening in the past six months of Winry's pregnancy, not everything was as rejoice-worthy as this. The morning-sickness, wild cravings, and extreme hormone-driven mood swings had taken a lot of getting used to, especially for Edward. He just couldn't understand it when Winry had her 'moments', just like this one.

"Mmm I love you too, Edward." Winry passionately kissed him, quickly getting 'in the mood'.

"Whoa, Win, take it easy," he murmured with a smirk.

Then, she began to cry. "Edward you hate me now! Is it because I'm a pregnant COW?"

"What? No- Winry-!" Edward hugged his wife to console her as she cried into his chest.

Then, she snapped her head up and glared at him. Oh boy, anger was up next. "Edward Elric do not take that tone with me!" Ed did the only thing he knew that would calm her down. He kissed her right on the lips.

"Winry, shut up," he said flatly as he kissed her again. He kissed her lips, her chin, her neck….

"Oh, Ed…." she whispered into his ear.

"Yes, dear?"

"Thank you…. for putting up with me."

Ed smirked. "Don't thank me. I do it because I love you," he placed her hand on her belly, "and because I love our child." Winry blushed and wrapped her arms around him.

"I love you too, Ed."

Life was good.

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(one month later)

Winry sat on the couch, toying with a small automail contraption. "Ed, is dinner almost ready? I'm staarviiing!" Ed grumbled under his breath and sighed. Why she even wanted squid and rice caked in the first place was beyond him.

"Yes, dear." He figured he had said that phrase at least seventeen million times in the past few months.

Finally, dinner was ready. Ed filled up two plates and walked into the living-room. "Here," he handed Winry her plate and then sat down at the opposite and of the couch, with her feet on his lap. Winry took one bite and winced. Ed chuckled, "What, did you actually think it would taste good?"

She squeezed her eyes shut. "It hurts," she whimpered. Ed quickly took her plate and his and placed them both on the coffee table. He got off the couch and knelt next to her with his hand on her belly.

"What? What is it?" She just sat still. "C'mon, Win, tell me where it hurts." He began to panic with worry. Was it time? Seven months was too damn early!

After a few agonizing moments, she said "This kicking and moving around is getting really old…." Ed let out a sigh of relief. "I think…. I'm going to sleep…. I'm really tired." Winry had been like this all week; fine one moment and dead tired the next. Ed was beginning to worry something was wrong.

"Try and eat something first, ok?"

"Ed, I really don't feel good. Please, I just want to go to bed."

"Will you just eat, for the baby?" He knew he had her then.

"I guess." She picked up her plate and finished it off slowly.

"There, that wasn't so bad. Now, lets go to bed." Ed helped her up and walked her to their bedroom. "Just lay down, I'll get your pajamas, ok?" He came back not even a minute later and Winry was already fast asleep. Ed changed into his pajamas and crawled into bed next to her.

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Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed it! There WILL be more, I PROMISE!