Based off of the song 'It Probably Wouldn't Be This Way'.

A/N: Ages are as follows.

Winry-18/19;Edward-19/20; Alphonse-17/18

Winry sat in their dark bedroom weeping, a crumpled paper in her hands.

"You jerk. You were always so egger to leave, well now you can't come back. Happy?" she asked, resentment seeping into her voice. Winry threw the paper as far as it would go and collapsed back onto the bed, putting her head in-between her knees. "Damn it Ed, you could've just stayed here, ya know."

"What makes you think I wanted to leave?" A voice asked.

"Ed?" she asked meekly, looking up. Everything was blurred from the tears that still held her eyes captive. Wiping them away she saw a still blurry figure standing above her, arms crossed.

"Edward?"

Blink

Blink

Blink

Winry blinked a few more times to focused the image and cocked her in confusion.

And then she laughed.

Recrossing his arms the figure, Ed, shouted, "Well, what's so damn funny?"

"It's just that it doesn't matter that I'm miserable, I have to be crazy too? It's almost…ironic," she said sighing.

"Hey, you were crazy before this.So don't you dare go and blame me for your insanity." Edward said with fake offense in his voice.

"Hey! You don't get to have an opinion. You're-" Winry shouted in a humor laced voice. Then the seriousness of what she was going to say hit her. In a sad voice she continued. "You're dead."

She settled her head back in-between her knees. The luminous figure moved forward and lifted her chin so their eyes met.

"Who says I'm dead?" he asked, covering her mouth with his.

When he pulled away, Winry let her head fall to his shoulder. The emotionally exhausted girl, finally feeling safe, muttered, "You're still a jerk," as she fell asleep.

Wrapping his no longer shimmering coat around her, he whispered, "Yeah, I know" and faded away.

Yes, I know.I'm starting a new one. Yes, I'll work on it when I can. And yes, it is annoyingly short. You're welcome. I did move back Ed's dissapearance a couple years because it helps with the overall plot. And cause I'm the writter. So now, what is the important lesson we've learned here? Yes, if you give me a story, I do let the power go to my head.

Now review me! Please?

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