Okay so just to clarify some things, Alfons didn't die from a bullet wound and Alphonse never came over with Ed. I know it sounds weird but it makes sense... eventually... Anyway I hope you enjoy and please review!

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The secretary dropped the paperwork onto Ed's desk with a resounding bang. "Mr. Elric, I will tell you this for the last time. You need to start filling these forms out or this company could lose major business."

Ed looked up from where his head lay on top of a book on the history of alchemy in the Middle Ages. "You think you could have been a little nicer about that Mrs. Rita? I was just starting to fall asleep…"

The women looked down at him with a fiery gaze, "I mean it Mr. Elric, get this paperwork done now or I will make you."

With that she spun on her heals and charged out the door. "Bitch," Ed mumbled under his breath, "I now understand why Roy always wanted an excuse to leave his office…" He instantly regretted the statement as he began to remember his past, the past he had hoped to lock away forever.

It had been 16 years. 16 years since the famous Edward Elric, the Fullmetal Alchemist, sealed away his only chance of ever going back to Amestris, of ever seeing his brothers smiling face again. Alphonse. To Ed losing his brother for the second time was harder than the first. Even though he knew he was alive and well it pained him not being able to see his little brother grow up.

After he had gotten back from Amestris he had found Alfons Heiderich and Noah waiting for him. With the help of Alfons, they sealed the gate forever, while Roy sealed it one the other side. After that Noah had bid them good luck and had left them to go find her people. From there Ed and Alfons visited every doctor they could find until finally they found a medicine that cured Alfons's lung problem. For the next year Ed had lived with Alfons trying to cope with the guilt of not letting Alphonse come with him.

Then he meet her. Her with her flowing red hair and bright hazel eyes. Her with her kind words and joyous laughter. Her, Rosalind Thompson. Ed's life began to revolve around Rosalind, and before he knew it he was head over heels in love with her.

She was the daughter of a rich American who had come to Germany to hire Alfonse and Edward to work for him. At first Heiderich had been hesitant working for him, but after seeing what his pay would be he was quite enthusiastic about the job.

With little worry the two had moved to America, and a year later Ed got married. And the thing about marriage is that it can influence little miracles. The healing of hearts, the love of others, and in Ed's case his little miracle named Christine Winifred Elric. He loved his little Chris, and often told himself he was becoming to much like Hughes

Soon, with the help of Mr. Thompson, Ed and Alfons opened their own rocketry company. Making much more money than the average business, Ed felt as if the world couldn't get any better. But the thing about good things is that they don't last.

When Christine had turned eight years of age, Mr. Thompson died of a heart attack. The news was very badly taken by Rosalind, who was pregnant with Ed's second child, and she constantly slipped in and out of depression. Finally she died in labor after giving birth to a baby boy, Tobi Alan Elric.

The shock of losing Rosalind nearly caused Ed to give up all together, and he probably would have if it hadn't been for Alfons's constant support and friendship.

Years passed and before Ed knew it he was 34 with a 14 year old daughter and 6 year old son. Alfons was still a bachelor and worked with Ed in their ever growing company.

He had everything he could ever wanted, but still something was missing and it gnawed at him and left an empty hole in his soul.

16 years. 16 years was to long without Al.

Ed sat back in his chair and sighed long and hard, thinking about the adventures him and Alphonse had shared. He was so deep and thought that the ringing of the phone made him jump. He answered with a heavy tone, "Hello?" He listened to the voice on the other end and his brow scrunched tighter with each word. "She did what?"

"So care to tell me what really happened?" Ed watched his daughter intently as she hung her head in shame. They were walking back from her high school after Ed had picked up Chris from the office.

"I just got into a fight that's all…," she mumbled tugging at her long braid.

Walking side by side the two could barely pass as related. Chris with her long reddish brown hair and bright blue eyes, and Ed with his long golden hair pulled back and his matching colored eyes. But that was the only thing that separated the two, for Chris could easily match her father in being temperamental and stubborn.

"That's all? Hmmm… and how did this fight start?"

"It just started, alright," Chris snapped. With that she stormed off towards her father's 1937 Cadillac V-16, opened the door, and slammed it shut.

While most fathers would have stood shocked or furious, Ed just sighed and slowly made his way over to the vehicle. He opened the driver's door and didn't even glance at his fuming daughter. He sat down, put the keys into the car, and started the ignition. Then he pulled out of the parking lot thinking about the last 15 minutes…

… "Mr. Elric I must protest, the behavior of you daughter is inexcusable." Edward leaned back in his seat at the table in the principal's office.

He cocked his eyebrow, "So are you telling me fights are a rare thing?"

"No but…," the principal pointed to the two teenagers who sat nearby, "This isn't exactly your normal fight."

The girl, Chris, had her head down, her eyes fixed on her muddy white blouse and gray skirt. The boy was also muddy but looked as if he had been trampled by a horse. Bruises covered his arms, with were complemented by a black eye and bloody nose.

Ed let out a nervous laugh and pulled at his red shirt's collar. "Well you know, kids will be kids."

The principal, not amused, sighed, "Let me give it to you straight. Christine is suspended for a month and if she wishes to return to this school she needs to be prepared not the preform such actions as of today."

Before Ed could put in so much as a word, the principal waved his hand, "You and you daughter are excused, Mr. Elric…"…

… Ed turned his attention back to the road. "So dad, where are we going?"

Ed glanced at his daughter was still tuned away, staring out the window.

"You'll see," Ed said with a grin.

The car drove on until it finally reached the outer city limits. Ed parked the car on the edge of a nearby field and got out. He waited patiently until he heard the sound of the passenger side door slam shut.

"So why did you bring me here," Chris asked quietly.

"Scream," he replied.

"What?"

"Scream, yell, swear do whatever no one can hear you here." Chris looked at him incredulously, "Seriously?" She turned toward the field and exploded, "Dumb ass! Good for nothing moron! Liar!"

The insults seemed to float across the lifeless field and somewhere far from view. When Chris was finally finished she had tears in her eyes and her voice raw. As she stood panting for breath Ed came up and put an arm around her shoulders.

"Ready to tell me what happened?"

Chris let out a sob, "He said that mom killed herself, that you were crazy and depressed, and the only reason you haven't killed yourself is that I look exactly like her. I couldn't control myself I just…" She broke down, and cried into his shirt.

Ed fumed and held back from racing back to the school and beating the boy to a bloody pulp. With as much control as he could muster he led Chris to the car, "I'm sorry… I understand why you did what you did."

"I shouldn't have fought though… I threw the first blow," she mumbled into his shirt. Ed opened the passenger door and sat Chris down in the seat. He kneeled down to Chris's eye level, "No you may have thrown the first physical blow but he threw the first verbal punch."

He put his hands on her shoulders and gave her a knowing look that only parents can give. "To be honest I would've done the same thing."

With that said he stood up, walked over to the driver's side and got in. He looked over and ruffled Chris's hair in a loving fashion. "Let's go back to the house, I asked Alfons to pick up Tobi, so they should both be there."

To be honest I didn't think the chapter turned out as well as I thought it would, but you know. Please review and tell me what you think. Thanks!