Disclaimer: I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist albeit sometimes i wouldn't mind owning Ed
Chapter one: Thunder's Night Brings Those Lost
She walked down the road. A piece of paper was crumbled in her hand. It was labeled 'things to do.' Winry sighed. Eri would be waking soon and would whine for something to eat. Eri was so much more like Ed than Winry. She had his tint of blonde hair and golden eyes. Everyone knew that Eri was Winry's daughter by the color of her skin and the natural streaks in her hair. Winry sighed again and continued down the road. She stopped at the market and brought the week's food. Everything was harder now that Ed disappeared a few months ago. Nelly tapped Winry on the shoulder. Winry jumped. "Hey, what is your problem? We have been friends since we were kids and you still jump if I all of sudden tap your shoulder," Nelly asked. Winry shrugged, holding her bags in her arms. Nelly took a few bags. "Let me help."
"Thank you , Nelly. Thank you for being my friend. I wish Ed would finally show up. With him missing, I'm a little jumping. Hawkeye keeps telling me in her letters that Ed will show up here first. I need him here. Eri is getting interested in Alchemy and auto mail, but I can only teach her so much. Her teacher at school says she has a future," Winry answered. Nelly listened as they walked back to Winry's home. When they reached it, they noticed Eri was on the front porch, praying. Winry marked it onto her list. One more way she was like her mother. Nelly stayed until the food was put away and said her good-byes. Winry thanked her and sat down at the table. Eri walked in and sat across from Winry.
"Mom, I'm not hungry. I had an apple. I hope Dad gets home soon," Eri said. Winry sighed, her 27 year old self crying. Eri was only six and turning seven tomorrow, but Ed wouldn't be there to celebrate.
"Eri, go to your room," Winry said. Eri nodded and left. Winry walked to the living room and fell asleep on the couch.
Winry woke hours later to a knocking door. It was pouring outside and the thunder was raging war. Winry yawned and opened the door. She looked at the person standing before her. Winry gasped. "Is it really you?" she asked the person. He walked in and hugged her. He was soaked to the bone, hair wild, and seemed to have been travelling for days alone and on foot.
"It is," he answered. Winry looked at him. She started to cry. It was Ed!