Disclaimer: I don't own ANY FMA characters! If I did, Vic Mignogna would be working for me 24/7! MUWAHAHAHAHA!

A/N: I haven't seen the end of FMA but I've done some nosy research so I know how it ends but I don't know all details so bare with me, ok?

Summary: Ed sacrifices himself to give his brother back his body and it works. But Al has to get used to the fact of feeling, thinking, and even loving once again. Winry & Aunt Pinako promise to help him as best they can but what if someone from Alphonse's past comes to help as well?

Chapter 1

"Take it easy, Alphonse!" Winry soothed as Al tossed around crying. The pain & sorrow that built up to this day flooding his young 17-year-old mind with no mercy.

"Hold him down, Winry!" Pinako said as the doctor walked in and injected a medicated fluid into his arm. The boy's antics soon died down causing the three people to sigh in relief.

The doctor packed up his equipment and stood up, "he should be asleep for a while. May I ask put him into such a traumatic state?"

Pinako glanced at her granddaughter noticing her sorrowful expression before facing the doctor and saying, "an accident…he recently suffered a great loss…"

"Oh," the man said, "I'm sorry. Well, keep him tied down for a while. If he thrashes about freely he could really hurt himself without remorse."

Pinako nodded as she watched him leave, "Yes and thank you."

"Why…" Pinako turned to see Winry in a chair crying. "Why'd they have to suffer like this?" Winry sobbed, "THIS ISN'T EQUALENT EXCHANGE! Al's here in a desperate state while Ed's dead somewhere! And not to mention they lost both their parents at a young age and all the pain they had to endure!"

"Winry--"

"Ed had suffered so much! What? Now it's Al's turn? Where's the equivalence in that?" Winry yelled.

"Winry!" Pinako barked, "there's no point in crying about it! I cared for those boys as much as you did! Ed's gone so get used to it! We have to be strong to help Al through this time!" Winry nodded shakily as she started to tremble. "Now go fix Al something to eat for when he wakes up."

Winry nodded again before tending to her grandmother's request.

Brother…brother…brother! BROTHER! EDWARD! Alphonse shot upright tears poring from his eyes. His head hurt tremendously and nothing seemed to ease the pain in his heart.

He'd lost his brother. His only relative left. Not only that but he had no where to turn to but the Rockbells who had been emotionally tormented enough by him and Edward. He pulled his knees to his chest and his arms clutched his head as he continued to cry.

It hurt too much. To be away from Edward was like dying in itself. His brother was all he knew for the past few years. What was the point of having his body back if his brother wasn't here to enjoy the moments along with him? "Damn it all," Alphonse swore as the pain in his head dimmed down a bit.

"Hey Al," Winry's voice rang as she walked in with a tray of food, "you hungry?"

Al looked up at his childhood friend blankly before looking downward, "no…"

"Oh come on! You must be hungry! You haven't eaten in, what, almost 5 years?" Winry joked as a fake smiled played her face.

Al only tensed at her words causing the platinum blonde to frown slightly. She placed the tray on the nightstand of the room and turned to the door.

"Winry…"

"Yeah?"

"…thanks…"

A smile crept to her face, "no problem. What are friends for?"