Disclaimer: I do NOT own fullmetal alchemist. although i wish i did own Ed for my own personal reasons winks but i can't because my friend Becky Wellington had already put a claim on him. i love you becky like only a sister could.

Chapter 2 – Resurrecting Mom

"I don't remember when Dad left," I replied, after we started our meal. "I left after he did. The reason I left was because I was a burden to Mom. Besides I knew in my gut that Dad would leave and Mom would be left to take care of three kids and I didn't want to put her through that any more than I had to. What happened to Mom anyway? I heard that she was really sick with something."

"She died," Ed mumbled. "She died about 5 or 6 years ago. She was sick and that's what killed her. The only reason why Al is a suit of armor is because we tried to resurrect her. I didn't even think about the whole equivalent exchange until Al was already gone. And that's how I lost my right arm. Then in order to get Al's soul I gave up my left leg. I really wanted to see Mom again, Jo."

"I know, Edward," I answered, "I miss her, too. But why of all things to try resurrection? You know the rules better than most anybody. Except maybe Roy and the rest of the military alchemists. I want to know how it happened, Edward. And don't miss a damn thing either. Make sure he doesn't miss any of it, Alphonse."

"Yes, ma'am," Al answered, saluting.

Ed started from the time Mom got sick. I was already gone. I was close to Central at the time if I remember right. And that was when I met Kilmer.

After 15 minutes of heavy story telling, Edward was done with his story. I smiled at the right places and frowned at the right places as well. I stood and went over to Edward's chair. I knelt down and pulled him into a tight hug. I felt bad that I wasn't there for them when Mom died. I just wanted to hug Ed the rest of the day. When I pulled away, I saw tears in his eyes. I knew then that he missed Mom just as much as I did. A tear slide down my cheek. I quickly wiped it away so that Kilmer wouldn't notice it.

"Ed, it's alright," I whispered. "I'm sure that Mom is very proud of you if you got this far. I miss her, too. But Ed please just do this one thing for me. I need to know that you know about Dad. He was married before Mom. He had another child. Long before any one of us was born, Dad had another child. We are that child's half siblings. Do you understand, Edward? Please say you do."

He nodded solemnly, tears threatening to spill from his eyes. I pulled him into another hug and let him cry on my shoulder as he slid the floor pulling me down with him. It took a good 10 or 15 minutes for Ed to stop crying like a baby. That was what I missed the most after I left home: being able to comfort Ed in his times of sorrow. I felt eyes on me and I turned to see Kilmer looking at me with the dumbest look on his face. I wanted to slap him but I didn't because Ed was hanging onto me like there was no tomorrow. I was starting to get a little short of breath so I tried to pry Ed and his automailed scrimpy behind off of me.

"Ed, I would like to breath you know."

He reluctantly let go and I took a few deep breaths to keep my head from spinning anymore than it already had. I eyed Ed really hard and he put on the same goofy grin from earlier, sweatdropping as well. I smiled and rolled my eyes at my younger brother, sighing with exasperation. I turned to Kilmer and saw that he was already standing up, getting ready to leave.