Hey everyone :) So I started this fanfiction account back in 2010 with an mpreg story (of sorts) and now, eight years and a lot of other fics later, I am going to sign off this account with my one hundredth fic; another mpreg story (of sorts). This has been in the making for three years, it's long and I really hope you enjoy it. Now on with the prologue :D

"Maes will you sit down please?" Ed asked firmly. The seven year old kneeling on the seat next to him, gazing out of the window, turned to smile sheepishly at him.

"Sorry Dad," Maes said settling himself down properly in the seat. "I'm just excited."

Ed chuckled and ruffled his son's dark hair. "I know you are Kiddo," he said wrapping his arm around Maes and pulling him close to his side. Maes snuggled into him and looked up at him with huge golden eyes, so very much like Ed's own.

"I've never been to Amestris before," Maes stated.

"You've never been outside of Aerugo before," Ed said smiling.

"That's why I'm excited," Maes beamed. "Aunt Cass has told me loads about it."

Ed rolled his eyes. "I'm sure she has," he said. He could imagine some of the things Cass has told Maes about Amestris and his life there and the less said about that the better.

"I'm excited to meet Dad too," Maes said after a pause.

"I'll bet," Ed said.

Making the decision to take Maes back to Amestris to meet his other father had been an incredibly difficult one for Ed. He had gone over it in his head time and time again; trying to justify not taking him, listing out the pros and cons of taking him and ultimately making sure that he knew exactly what the best thing to do for Maes was. It had taken him a good six months to finally reach the decision that he had to take him to meet Roy.

It had been about eight years since Ed had seen or heard from Roy Mustang and he had no idea what he was going to say to him when he finally did. The last time they had seen each other wasn't exactly ideal either (considering it had been Roy making jokes and Ed shouting and had resulted in Ed walking out without telling Roy that they were going to be having a child together). They hadn't spoken in that time either and Ed had often wondered if it was maybe too late now. Roy needed to know about Maes though and Maes needed to meet his other father. It was just going to take a lot of explaining...

"Aunt Cass has told me so much about him," Maes said.

"What? Your dad?" Ed asked.

"Yep," Maes replied, wriggling into a more comfortable position.

"What did she tell you?" Ed asked, moving his arm until Maes had settled down before draping it over him again.

"She told me that he's really tall and he's a General in the military, although she said that was about eight years ago so he's probably not anymore, and that he looks like a big version of me," Maes said.

Ed chuckled softly; Cass was right in that respect. Maes was almost a small carbon copy of Roy, apart from his eyes which were Ed's through and through. "What else did she tell you?" Ed asked. Knowing Cass the way he did he was sure that that can't have been all she had told Maes if he had asked her about Roy.

"She told me that he's a player but she wouldn't tell me what that means," Maes said.

Ed sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose with his free hand. "Good grief Cass," he muttered to himself.

"Does that mean he'll be fun?" Maes asked turning to stare out of the window as the train slowly began to pull out of the station.

"What?"

"Well if Aunt Cass says he's a player does that mean he likes games and stuff?" Maes asked. Ed opened his mouth, trying to think of the best way to answer that question. Did mind games count? Probably not the best thing to tell a seven year old... and the only other thing Ed could think of was definitely not appropriate to tell his son. When I get my hands on you, Cass...

"I'm not sure," Ed said finally. "Maybe."

"I hope so," Maes said. "I hope he's fun and we get to do fun stuff like you and me do back home."

"Maybe," Ed said. "Try not to get your hopes up too much though."

"Why not?" Maes asked, looking up at him with huge golden eyes that were full of both worry and excitement – it was an interesting mix. "Don't you think he'll like me?"

Ed felt a tug at his heart and he pulled Maes into a hug, squeezing him a little tighter than was perhaps necessary, trying to block out any fears he had. "Of course he's going to like you," Ed told him once he had let go. "I just don't want you to be disappointed, that's all."

"What do you mean?" Maes asked.

"I just don't want you to be sad if he's not what you expect," Ed said brushing Maes' dark fringe out of his eyes. Maybe he should have gotten him a haircut before they had left; it was beginning to look a little shaggy, making him look even more like the Roy Ed remembered. God this is such a bad idea!

Why on earth did he think that after all these years he could just waltz into Roy's life, child in toe, and try to pick up where they had left off? For one thing Roy had never even known that Ed had gotten pregnant never mind that he had actually ended up having a child. A child that was biologically Roy's too. As far as science was concerned Maes shouldn't even exist and now here was Ed just turning up with him and expecting them to be able to just carry on as if everything was normal.

Thankfully (or not depending how Ed was going to look at it) they were already on the train and it was passing out into the Aerugan countryside so he wasn't going to have a chance to change his mind. No, he kept telling himself, this is the decision you've made and you can't back out of it now. You have to stick to this for Maes's sake.

"Hey Dad," Maes began tentatively when the silence had stretched on for too long.

"Yeah Buddy?"

"Tell me again how I was born," Maes said.

"You know this story," Ed chuckled.

"I know," Maes said snuggling closer into Ed's side, "but I like hearing it."

"Okay," Ed said leaning backwards in the seat to get himself more comfortable and hugging Maes a little closer. "So it all started when I was about twenty..."

This was good. This would take his mind off the prospect of seeing Roy again after eight years of no contact whatsoever. Yeah, spending an entire country wide train journey talking about Roy and just how Ed had ended up getting pregnant with his child was the perfect way to stop himself from thinking too much about him... Who was he kidding; this was the worst decision ever but he had started now so he might as well finish.