-1A/N: Not much to say right now just enjoy.

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I am sometimes afraid for you, you know.

When you go on those missions on searching for the philosophers stone to help restore your brothers body most of the time you come back in pieces.

I am almost accustomed to seeing you in the hospitals room covered in bandages with your automail broken.

Are you even planning to restore your own body? Or are you willing to live with automail and pain for the rest of your life as long as your brother gets his body back?

I wouldn't be surprised if that was true. You come off as a ignorant, selfish, little, brat who only cares about himself but I know that you would sacrifice yourself in a heartbeat for your brother.

I want to see you succeed you know. No matter what you may think I actually do care about you.

If it was allowed I would have married Riza by now and we would have adopted you and your brother as well, I know you will never leave his side and anyone who tries to make you do so must either be insane or have a death wish.

I wish to protect you from the world, you've seen enough as is. To put my arms around you and block the everyone else.

I want to openly call you my son. And hear you call me father.

I know that will never be however. So for now I will settle for this. Having my arms around you and your arms around my neck. Your face barrowed into my shirt as you let your tears go. I pull you onto my lap into a more comfortable position for the both of us.

Your head rests on my shoulder as your body starts to relax and drift off to another uneasy sleep. I tighten my arms around you and hold you close to me.

I love you Edward, my son.

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I wish most of the time that you were my father and not that bastard Hohenheim.

He might have sired me but you were the one that was there for the most important parts.

You taught me how to drive.

You told me about females and how to treat them on a date, while slipping in comments about a 'certain blonde mechanic'.

And through that uncomfortable talk you told me the certain…things my body will be going through when I reached a certain age.

Hohenheim was never there when I had needed him, and sometimes I was too scared to ask it from you.

I needed a father.

Someone who wont ask questions or lecture me. Someone who would welcome me with open arms and be there as a support beam.

It was another failed mission.

This time however I was so certain that we were going to obtain it. The key to return Al's body back to normal. I don't care about my own, Al is the one I am worried about.

I gave you my report and tried to escape back to the dorms but you didn't let me. You knew something was wrong and didn't let up until I had collapsed onto my knees with tears running down my face.

You were startled at first of course but then you had picked me up in your arms, walked over to the couch, sat down, and laid me on your lap while hugging me.

I returned the hug as I cried. Letting out tears that I have held in for months, maybe years, out.

You simply sat there, never removing your arms if only to tighten them. You rocked my back and forth while humming a soft song, a lullaby of some sorts I believe and were stroking my hair in reassurance.

You didn't ask me any questions nor did you say anything, we just sat there for hours it seemed.

Finally my body was exhausted and I let the darkness take me over with one more final thought.

I love you dad.

Ok aww. That's all I have to say.

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