This is set post manga, and while I loved the ending of the story, I kind of wish she had shown us more of the relationship between Ed and Winry. The characters are so fantastic and the story was so sad, it would've been nice to see a couple more chapters for a happy ending. So here goes nothing, oh and I don't own any of it obviously, if I had I think the relationship between Winry and Ed would have been more desire filled then embarrassment filled.

He had been so frustrating on the way to the train. So silent, not that that wasn't normal, but we had gotten so close over the past two years and now he was leaving and he wouldn't even hold my hand. It was so weird, we were finally together, or had gotten as close to togetherness as two people could without saying it out load. I remember I just wanted him to hold my hand or at least respond without having that annoyed tone in his voice. He was acting as though he wasn't going away for a long time, and it was so frustrating. I wasn't upset that he was leaving and I wasn't nearly as worried for his safety as I had been in the past. The man named Father was dead, and so were the Homunculi who had made their journey so dangerous. All of the torment, pain and struggles seemed a thing of the past. Although Ed and Al already had new goals and plans to further better Amestris and the world. As always they carried the weight of the world on their shoulders, but this time they wore it with a grin instead of a somber expression. I smiled as I heard the train, I knew I'd be getting letters from him on this journey, their wasn't a deadline, just a dream of betterment, and I had grown to love this adventurous side to him as well as Al. He was ignoring me though, and it made me sad, because I had no idea how long it would be before I would see him again. As I told him to take care of his automail and to make an appointment with me instead of showing up at my door, he stopped. He looked at me, and didn't say a word, I knew he wanted to tell me something by the look on his face, but he just looked at me. I got frustrated, the train would leave any moment and neither he nor I knew when we would see each other again.

"Just come out and say it," if I had known what he was going to say next I don't think I would've rushed him. Who knows maybe my unofficial marriage proposal wouldn't have been so childish.

"Equivalent exchange," he had shouted, "I'll give half of my life to you, if you give half of yours to me."

I was speechless for about a second, he was such an idiot. When he couldn't figure out something he just leaned on the one thing he knew best, alchemy.

"How about I give you my whole life!"

We stared at each other; I think it took me just as long as him to process what I had said out loud. I began to panic, the realization that I had openly suggested that I'd love him forever with all of myself hit me and the embarrassing counting of percentages began. Then he laughed, the ass laughed at me, "You are so incredible, you knocked equivalent exchange right on its ass, in just a few words." I didn't understand I thought he was making fun of me, but now I understand that he was saying he loved me; by saying I was more amazing to him then the basic principle he had lived by for so long. He hugged me and we shared our goodbyes, then he really shocked me. He had kissed me, not an extremely long kiss but enough for me to understand what I would look forward to when he came home. The kiss itself wasn't what surprised me; it was the fact that he had done it in public. We weren't good at being open about our feelings, even though all of our family and friends knew we didn't talk about it, but the half-assed proposal kind of threw all of embarrassment out the window. It was unavoidable, we were in love and it was going to stay that way; whether we were ready to admit to ourselves or not. But, today would be the moment of truth, he was coming home, and I was dying to know if I was going to get a real proposal, as in I'd have a ring on my finger so guys knew to lay off, or if the proposal was a promise for both of us to be waiting for the other when he came home. As I saw the train station come in to view I suddenly became overly aware of how loudly my heart was beating, I could feel it in my ears and down to my toes. While I knew I'd be fine when he got here, the thought of where we had left things was exciting and nerve wracking. I heard the train below in the distance, and I couldn't help the smile that had come across my face. I saw him look around for me, the station now depositing the whopping three people off in Resembool, including Ed. He saw me and that wonderfully sexy and huge grin graced his face, I smiled back and beckoned him with a wave. I hadn't seen him in two years; my customers had kept me busy, I had to travel quite a bit between my customers in Resembool and Rush Valley. This meant no visits to Ed or Al, but they both wrote me, Al wrote me more of course, and I had recalled feeling bad when I was excited to see an over stuffed envelope arrive for me, only to see it was from Al.

"Ed!" My excitement got the better of me and I leapt into a hug, only to momentarily catch him off guard.

"Hey Winry, I'm home," we smiled at each other and a moment between us seemed to be forming and then it was broken by the all too familiar sound of Ed's stomach, "You better have some pie waiting for me," he laughed as he rubbed his belly.

"Ed how many times have we not had food ready when you got home?"

"Then what are we waiting for lets get going." He grabbed my hand and headed straight for the house. I noticed something, although it wasn't until we had slowed to a steady walk. He was limping and on his automail leg. I stopped, his hand still in mine.

"Ed, what did you do to my automail?" I didn't have a wrench on me so I slapt him upside the head with my free hand.

"Ah, Winry what was that for?"

"You're limping, what did I tell you about maintaining your automail all you had to do was oil it!"

"I didn't do anything to it, maybe I got taller. I didn't even notice I was limping."

"Well you're not getting that pie until I take a look at that automail."

"But Winry, I'm so hungry!" Now I was the one doing the dragging. By the time we got to the house most of my anger had subsided. I dragged him straight to my room, hoping his whining would stop the moment I finished checking his leg. He did the routine strip, although he shirt didn't come off, which I found slightly disappointing. I did the measurements, only to find that Ed was right, he had grown, which meant I needed to make him a knew leg. I sighed, "well you were right Ed, you have grown a whole inch and a half, "get dressed, I'll go put the pie in the oven to warm it up." As I got up to leave, he grabbed my hand.

"Winry? I missed you."

"I missed you too Ed, I'm glad…I'm glad you wrote me, it was nice to know where you were for once."

He stood up he was so much taller then me now, it was so sexy. A feeling crept up on me, and I suddenly had an overwhelming urge to kiss him with all my might, and more. It wasn't a new feeling but it had never been this intense before.

"Uh, well I'm just going to go…get that pie for you."

"Winry, wait I…"

I walked out of the room and closed the door behind me, and I realized that I had just locked the man of my dreams in my own room, because I was afraid that I would take things too far to soon. I laughed at myself; normally it was Ed who stormed out of situations. I leaned on the door for a moment to compose myself and I heard the door click open, I began to fall back. Ed caught me and in seconds those urges came roaring back like a damn that had been broken.

"Sorry Winry, I didn't know you were there."

I turned around and I looked into his eyes, trying to judge if he was capable of getting past another barrier, he had barely been able to ask me out, and I wasn't sure if he was quite ready for another step. Then he kissed me, it was light at first but I was so excited by his supposed awareness of my want for him that I kissed back with force. He hesitated for a moment, seemingly surprised by my advances and returned it. He cupped his left hand in my face and used his right to bring us closer. I responded to his touch, and leaned into him, pushing us against the doorframe, my hands began to wander. He seemed to be pleased with my advances because he surprised me with a little manly sound, I wasn't sure if it was a moan or a growl but whatever it was, it was encouraging. He began to let his hands roam, his fingers grazed my breast and he suddenly was fondling one of them. He found the sensitive area of my nipple and was rewarded by a nice warm moan by me, it felt so good, and I could feel the heat and need in me rising. The years of arguing and screaming all made sense in an instant, and the unrealized passion we had had for so many years was suddenly being fulfilled. It felt like the biggest emotional wall had been torn down by one little kiss. We made our way towards the bed, he reached for my shirt and I lifted my arms in response, he looked at me almost disappointedly that another piece of fabric was in the way of his hands and my breasts. He reached for my skirt, and as his fingers began to pull my skirt down he stopped.

"Winry, are you sure about this, once we do this, we can't exactly take it back."

I smiled; his concern for me was so touching, especially when I could feel his more immediate desires pushing against my stomach.

"Ed, why is it that I'm standing here topless and you're not? I wouldn't mind something to stare at."

He smirked. He knew he was a handsome man, especially when it came to his physic. He took his shirt off and I stared for a moment, it wasn't anything I hadn't seen before, but the way I was openly allowed to stare was so much more exciting then ever before. I began to run my fingers over his rippling muscles when he suddenly sucked in a breath of air. I looked at him, wondering what I had done wrong.

"You're fingers are cold Winry."

"Then maybe you should make them warmer." I stared into his eyes challenging him to change the situation at hand. And suddenly I was swept off my feet, my body landing on the bed only with a small amount of force. His body hovered over mine straddling me, he took my hands into his on both sides and held them there. His intense stare drilling holes into me, he looked at me, he stared with a primal look that would've scared me if we weren't in the state of undress that we were in.

"You're wearing too many clothes," he said huskily as he released me for a moment and pulled down my skirt and panties, my hips obeyed. He tossed my clothes and stared at me once more, his eyes studying me like he would a book on alchemy. As he took me in he leaned down and began drawing a trail of kisses towards my navel I could feel a sudden wetness begin to spread in between my legs. He found a soft spot I wasn't aware I had as he reached my naval, he grinned and began to further his mouths studious search when I stopped him.

"Hey Winry, what the hell…"

"Shhhh…I thought I heard something."

Ed appeared alarmed at his how unaware he had become in thorough search of my body and stopped to listen. We heard nothing for a moment, Ed shrugged his shoulders and came up for another kiss and suddenly I heard footsteps. And they weren't just any footsteps; they were the unmistakable shuffling sounds of Granny.

"It's Granny!"

"Shit, Winry get your clothes on!"

So how is my story so far? I was kind of in the mood for something with a faster pace, then usual. Let me know how it is, please? This is one of the only ways I can practice my writing without making the worlds worst short films or documentaries and please, try not to be mean. Also I know my grammar and spelling is horrendous, so if that's all you have to comment on about my story, don't bother. I know it's a problem, I'm not doing this for a living I'm doing it for fun. However, if I'm making serious mistakes like saying you instead of he, let me know. I hate that, it ruins the fun of reading. Also my computer loves semi colons so if there are too many of them don't bitch, it does it automatically.