Author's Notes: This prompt was just too sweet to pass up on. And it's all going to be a two parter because my head was going into a few different directions and Riza wanted to be difficult of course. I've noticed that I tend to write from Roy's point of view a lot of the time, so it was especially important to me, especially considering the second smutty part, that I write this one from Riza's, as she is golden and wonderful. Prepare for some fluff, Mama Hawk, and a little more action later on, aaaayeee. This is set a few months after my fic, "i would part the sea," but it's not necessary to read.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. It's a sad day.

The Honeymoon
part one

For the fiftieth time, Riza thought to tell Havoc to turn the car and gun it back to his place. Every time she did though, Roy seemed to sense and squeezed her hand reasuringly. When he had asked her if she had wanted to do this, she'd immediately agreed. They'd never been able to do something like this before. She had wanted to do this. They deserved it. The last time she had been able to do anything like this had been when she was sixteen and Roy took her to a harvest festival going on in the town over.

So when Roy had asked her if she'd like to go on a vacation - a legitimate honeymoon - of course she had said yes. She was in her thirties and had never been on an actual vacation before. She'd suffered, been dragged through the mud, nearly died on multiple ocassions, and scarred herself - and yet she hadn't done so much as go out of town for a weekend trip. By the time she'd moved to Central, there had been no time to consider visiting Rebecca in Eastern and upon Grumman becoming the Fuhrer, Rebecca was transferred to Central as well. And then there had been grueling work in Ishval, the work to repairing relationships with their bordering countries after returning to Central, and then she was pregnant.

Riza damn well deserved a break.

However, she had not counted on how terrifying and painful it would feel being separated from Aidan for the first time.

Ever since his birth, Riza and Aidan had never been parted. Not only was she his one constant, but it turned out that he was hers. After the truth had come to light and she had been forced out of the military, things she had considered to be a part of her every day life had vanished. There were days when she couldn't even speak to Roy, much less see him, and that had hurt. But then she would look at Aidan in the next room and see Roy in their son and the ache in her heart would go away, if only for a moment.

Talking about going on vacation and leaving Aidan in the care of Rebecca and Havoc had been one thing. It had seemed simple. Out of everyone, it made sense that Aidan would stay with his godparents while Riza and Roy went on their honeymoon. It would only be for a couple of days, seeing as how Roy could not avoid the duties of the Fuhrer for too long, so she hadn't thought much of it. Then today came and they went to drop Aidan off with them and Riza just… She could not believe that she was leaving her little boy behind.

As much as she had tried to hide it, hugging him goodbye had been difficult. Aidan had taken it better than her. He had been excited about the prospect of having a few days with his best friend at his Aunt Rebecca and Uncle Havoc's house. He'd spent the night there a few times in the past year, but he always came back early in the morning, waking up whenever one of the adults woke up for work. A few days though would be something new. It made him feel like a big kid.

"Mustang says that you never get to have any fun," Aidan had told her when he'd caught her struggling to leave. He still forgot every now and then that he didn't have to call Roy by his surname or title anymore, but she was too wrapped up in her own nervousness to say anything. She had tried so hard to keep it from him, but even at five, he had recogized her reluctance to leave him. She'd kissed him on the forehead, hugged him one last time, and then got in the car. He had stood at Rebecca's side, waving at her and Roy excitedly as they backed out of the driveway, so brave and strong.

Try as she might, Riza could not say the same about herself. It was kind of pitiful.

"You need to relax," Havoc told her from the driver's seat. "If you don't have any fun on your first vacation, Rebecca will be livid."

Riza sighed and sank back in her seat, leaning slightly against Roy. It still felt strange to be able to sit next to him and hold his hand without repercussions or anything holding them back. There was nothing illicit about the simple act anymore. He rubbed circles on the back of her hand with his thumb while he gazed out the window. Everything would be fine. She would be fine. Aidan would be fine. He could call her if he wanted to talk with her or vice versa. Even the times he had stayed the night over at Rebecca's, he would always call her to tell her goodnight.

"Can you believe it - an actual vacation? I feel like I've needed one for the past ten years." Roy turned to face her, a grin on his face. "Finally, it'll just be me and you…"

"And the five soldiers guarding the place?" Riza added dryly.

"You knew what you signed up for when you agreed to marry the Fuhrer," Roy pointed out with a laugh. Well, he was right there. Considering she had spent her adult life guarding his back, she had known that it would only get worse the further he rose to the top. Especially after what had happened during their first attempt at a wedding, the military wasn't taking any chances. They'd had to wait months before getting the all clear to go on this honeymoon.

It wasn't the sunny beach vacation that Roy had wanted since they'd been forced to wait, but even a small getaway was something to celebrate. The cottage was cozy and cute, secluded on a lovely mountain in the Northern territory. He would've preferred if they'd been able to go to a place where less clothing was acceptable, but Riza was willing to take whatever she could get. Of course, it helped that it was only a drive away. If she had to rush back to Aidan, all it would take was a hop in the car and a petal to the metal.

"He'll be fine," Roy reassured her for the umpteenth time.

"What if he gets sick?" Riza asked.

Havoc harrumphed in the front seat. "I've got two kids. Do you not trust me to be able to take care of a sick child?"

"What if he gets scared?"

"Bran and Ally will be there for him," Roy pointed out.

"What if he wakes up in the middle of the night and he's alone and doesn't think he can go to anyone?" Riza knew her son like the back of her hand, like the rifle under her bed, like her own reflection. She knew his habits, the way his mind worked, and all his ups and downs. She could read him like a book in a way that no one else could, not even Roy, who was capable of reading basically everyone. He'd developed Roy's terrible sleeping habits and was prone to waking up in the middle of the night. Sometimes he was fine; other times he was distressed. What if he had one of the latter nights?

Roy put a hand on her cheek and tilted her face to look him in the eyes. "Aidan will be fine. He'll have a fun time. You've spent years looking after other people - for as long as I've known you. It's time to think of yourself."

There was no arguing with that logic. She knew that Aidan would want the same thing. He was too young for him to recognize just how much she had sacrificed for him, but he knew enough. He had already expressed fears that he might be a burden, though he'd never said those exact words. It would be good for them both. And she so desperately wanted some alone time with Roy that didn't involve them sneaking around and when they could be an actual couple.

Riza was going to enjoy herself. She was going to relax. She was going to have fun. She was going to spend a few cozy, wonderful days with her husband.

Even months later, the thought nearly took her breath away. Roy was her husband. Not her commanding officer, not her childhood friend, not her superior, not her first crush, not the Fuhrer, not someone forbidden - her husband, as simple as that. The love of her life in truth for everyone in Amestris to see. How long had it been since she had dreamed of that or had she ever allowed herself to do so, even as an innocent teenager?

When they'd talked about their future together, marriage had never been brought up. They had been too young, too unsure of their position in the world. After Ishval, their future had only consisted of Roy making it to the top so he could begin to right all the wrongs they had committed. And when Riza had found out that she was pregnant, their future was only ever protecting their goals and their child. He was their future. What were they?

Roy leaned over to kiss her on the side of the head and she smiled, leaning into him and allowing him to wrap an arm around her shoulders and bring her closer. They were together. That was what they were and always would be.