Tot Swap Part II

Chapter 1: Phone call

The line buzzed as Roy shakily dialled the number. He was still in utter shock. In the adjacent room sat his son, stolen from him as a baby and replaced with the real child of Trisha Elric and Van Hohenhiem; Edward Elric, who departed shortly after coming into the world.

After all this time; the boy he had repeatedly mocked and despised over the years working alongside him, had turned out to be his child; Nicholas Leo Mustang.

So he now had the dreaded task of informing Catherine Llewellyn, the mother of his child whom he had broken up with shortly after the 'death' of their baby boy. They hadn't spoken for at least 16 years; so she would be surprised to say the least.

The line clicked as the receiver at the other end was picked up.

"Hello?" Catherine's voice spoke. Roy smiled, yet his stomach was doing somersaults. He, for once, was nervous.

"Hiya Catherine. It's me, Roy Mustang," he started.

"Roy? Why are you calling me out of the blue like this? We haven't spoken in 16 years." Roy gulped. Now he would have to explain the events which had just taken place in his office.

"Well, I have some news," he mumbled.

"Go on," Catherine urged.

"Well, I just met our son." Roy betted he was making no sense to the woman on the other end of the line.

"Our son? Maybe you should visit a doctor, Roy, because our son is dead," Catherine stated.

"No seriously. This may be hard to explain, as I have just found out myself, but our child did not die. He was stolen by Trisha Elric, the woman who was in labour at the same time as you," Roy explained.

"Trisha? How did she steal him? He was right beside me," Catherine mumbled.

"Well…while you were asleep and Hohenhiem and I were out having coffee, her baby Edward died. She was…distraught and not in a good state of mind. She looked over at our Nicholas, and then waltzed over and swapped them. So, she raised our child while we thought he was dead. The child we buried had brown eyes, not golden. And the boy who has worked under me for five years and I have just discovered in a letter by Trisha is my son, has the golden eyes which he got from you."

"I don't understand," Catherine mumbled.

"I didn't at first, until I read the letter. It was by Trisha, since she signed it and the boy who is in my team's office distraught at the moment was her so-called son, Edward Elric," Roy emphasised the boy's name.

"Oh…oh my gosh," the realisation obviously hit Catherine as she gasped. "Our little Nicholas…is he still there?"

"Yes, he's being comforted by my team," Roy replied.

"Can you put him on the line? I'd like to speak to him."

"Sure, just give me a minute." Roy stood and sauntered over to his office door. "Ed…can you come through here for a second?" The boy looked up at him with those piercing golden eyes, and Roy smiled. His son, his boy, was standing in front of him. His grown up boy.

Edward warily took the phone, taking a seat in his 'father's' office chair. He placed the receiver to his ear.

"Hello?"

"Oh...my baby boy." Edward stared at the phone, pulling a bemused face. Roy snorted. Ed shot him a glare.

"Who is this?" he asked.

"It's me, your mother, Catherine," The woman seemed nice. Her voice was soft and caring, but every so often she let out a quiet sniffle, signifying she was also crying from the news.

"Um…hi. I'd guess I'm your son, Nicholas," he stuttered.

"Yes, but what's the name you've gone by for all these years?"

"Edward Elric," he answered.

"Ah, so Roy was right. Trisha did steal you. When I see her, I'm going to give her such a slap for what she's done."

"She's dead," Ed stated coldly. He did not like anyone threatening Trisha's memory, even if she was not his real mother.

"Oh…Ed, I'm so sorry," Catherine apologized.

"It's fine…it's my little brother Alphonse who's the most affected by it," Ed said.

"Trisha and Hohenhiem had another son? Aww, that's good, since their first child died."

"Yeah…I'm sorry for this happening now. I…got the letter from her when she died ten years ago…but I couldn't bring myself to open it…since I was too busy trying to get Al's body back."

"Wait a minute…Edward Elric; the FullMetal Alchemist?"

"Yep. I'd guess you've heard of me then," Ed chuckled.

"Of course I have! You are famous! Oh, my little boy is famous! And he took after his father, being a state alchemist prodigy," Catherine blabbered.

"Look…do you want to come to Central? I'd much like to meet you in person," Ed mumbled.

"Yes…of course! I'll be on the first train there!"

"Okay…see you soon then, mom," Edward warily said. He was not used to calling anyone besides Trisha his mother.

"Ah, thank you so much, I really longed for my child to say that to me one day. I love you."

"And I do too," Edward smiled, and then hung up. He looked up at Mustang.

"I'd guess it went well?" The man inquired.

"She's coming on the next train to Central," Edward explained.

"Oh great," Roy sighed. Edward chuckled, and his father put his arm around him as they exited the office.

Author's note: Well here's the first chapter of the sequel :). I hope you like it as much as you liked the first story!

Disclaimer: I do not own FullMetal Alchemist, only the plot for this fanfiction :D.