prompt: fragile
They come home to her.
At first she doesn't know what to say; she starts to scold them for not calling first, but the words get stuck. Her eyes water. Her heart races. They are under her in an instant, arms wrapped tight around her waist, laughing and smiling. Den barks at them, his own welcome home sounding throughout the country air.
The days that follow are a delicate balancing act, a difficult but worthwhile period of retraining themselves to be a trio again. Al is unused to feeling the warmth of Winry's hugs, Ed isn't sure how to manage the sight of her smile. Winry watches them bond closer and closer with one another and her heart leaps for joy when her boys offer her bits of their affection; a kiss on the cheek from Alphonse and Edward's hand on her head.
As fragile as their dynamic seems to be, it grows stronger every single day.