He knew who the Father was..

A small baby with small tufts of gold baby hair and onyx eyes. He looked just like Roy, that was obvious. The Elric family genes that Edward had inherited weren't very dominant. So it wasn't odd that the child would look like his Father.

Ella had been taken away for testing, which left the baby alone to be washed by nurses. She was brought back an hour after to a sleeping baby, though she was asleep so she had never seen the child yet.

After everything was cleaned up, Ella had been asleep. The baby was being held by Winry who was cooing to him. Johnny. It was odd that a small human being had come out of Alphonse's sister. He had to accept it.

It frightened Alphonse when Ella's stomach hadn't immediately disappeared. He expected it to, but it didn't. He almost thought there was another baby in there, but he had been there for every ultrasound, and knew very well that there wasn't.

Alphonse watched Winry with the baby. Winry acted so natural with the baby, it was unexpected. Alphonse had gotten on the phone while Ella was asleep and Winry was watching the baby.

"Granny," Alphonse said hoarsely over the phone. He had told her of the birth of Ella's child and said they would be coming back as soon as the doctor said they could leave. He returned to the hospital room after a while of thinking.

How could his sister sleep with the Colonel? She detested Roy Mustang, though she had just given birth to his child. When he returned, Ella still wasn't awake. The baby was squirming in Winry's hold, though the squirming wasn't noticed much by the bundle of blue he was wrapped tightly in.

"Wanna hold him?" Winry asked. Alphonse shook his head. He couldn't do it. Not before the baby's Mother..his older sister had the chance to hold him. Al just didn't feel it was right.

The baby had begun to wail, much to Winry and Alphonse's displeasure. Ella awoke from the sound, and she saw the baby. When Winry noticed that her friend was awake, she handed the baby to her sleepy friend.

Ella didn't know what to do. As soon as the baby was in her arms, he had begun to calm. Ella didn't feel the same about him as she did when he was inside of her.

When he was inside of her, she felt love and happiness. A sense of purpose being pregnant. Though, now that he was out, she felt like her youth was robbed from her. She felt lonely and depressed. She didn't want him.

"Johnny likes being with his Mommy," Winry cooed. Ella stroked the baby's head softly, noticing his eyes. She knew that Alphonse would know who the Father is now, but she didn't even care anymore.

The next day Ella and Johnny were let out of the hospital, but they needed at least a week to rest at the hotel. Ella wanted to go see everyone at Central headquarters since they were there. She bound her breasts and her stomach at the same time and dressed in some gender neutral clothing before going to see everyone.

"Ed!" Havoc smirked. Everyone did take into notice Ella's weight. They were just glad that 'he' was feeling better.

"Hey, Havoc, Breda," Ella greeted. Roy came out of his office to greet the teen as well.

"Edward, I trust that you are feeling better," Roy said. Ella nodded.

"Today's a better day," she admitted. In truth, she would probably drag the sickness until at least the rest of the year. It wasn't too much longer anyway, it was October.

"I'm glad. Are you going back to Resembool?" Havoc asked. Ella nodded.

"Yeah, I don't want to push myself," Ella told him. "I just got out of the hospital."

"Did something happen?" Roy asked. He actually seemed genuinely worried. Ella could hardly look at him, always seeing her son's face in his. It was hard for her, but she had to ignore it. She had to.

"I just wasn't getting enough calcium," Ella fibbed, knowing they could all believe her because of her detest of milk. Everyone 'ah'ed and spent a little longer with Ella before she left.

She walked into the hotel room and laid in bed, feeling tired and groggy. She didn't know how tired she got easily now, but when Johnny began crying from the small cot they made him, Ella had to do something about it.

She lifted him and began to breastfeed him like the lactation nurse had taught her. It was hard, and it especially hurt, but she knew she hat do do it.

There was not much love and affection during these small breastfeeding sessions. All there was, was Johnny at the nipple and Ella laying on the bed. No cuddling or cooing. Nothing.

Winry collected Johnny from Ella and moved to change his messy diaper while Ella put her breast away. Everyone knew Alphonse found it awkward to watch Ella breastfeed. Not because of seeing Ella's breasts, though.

Alphonse had seen Ella's breasts plenty of times. They had been traveling all the time and being so close together he would bound to see them eventually. Though, to see Ella's nipple inside of an infant's mouth, feeding it, it was just strange.

"Who's a cute little baby?" Winry cooed to the infant. Alphonse and Ella never spent much time with the baby. Al didn't think it was right until Ella started, and Ella just didn't want to. That baby held all of her youth. All of her freedom.

The day finally arrived when Winry, Alphonse, Ella, and their new addition would be leaving. Hughes had driven them to the train station, along with all of the baby shower gifts. No one had come to see them off besides Hughes. After all, no one had told anyone of the military when they would be leaving. They didn't want to risk them coming and have Ella's secret displayed.

Ella sat on the train while Winry held the baby carrier in her lap. She had cooed to the baby, and honestly if it weren't for Ella's breastfeeding, Johnny would have already known his Mama. When Ella realized this herself, she stared at Johnny. He was that bastard's child.

Very funny.-She thought to herself. A bastard's kid is a bastard.

She thought it was amusing, but doubt anyone else would. Without another thought she took the baby carrier from Winry and began to see the baby's features. Winry didn't protest, mostly because she was glad Ella was at least spending time with the infant.

He had Roy's eyes, but Ella's hair. His face was puffy like Ella's now, but they would probably develop into Roy's sharp structure later on. Ella knew her own puffy cheeks would never go away, because she was a girl. If she were male, her facial structure would probably be more like Roy's later on as well. If not, now.

Johnny was dressed in a puffy blue jacket with a shirt underneath and baby pants that had snaps on the crotch for easier changing. It was thanks to the ladies at the baby shower that he had these items, otherwise he would have nothing to wear but a blanket and a diaper right now.

Since it was October, it was cold. That was why he was bundled with so much care-thanks to Winry. Ella hadn't touched him before now except for when she breastfed him. Ella played with his lips before they both fell asleep. Alphonse and Winry let them sleep, finding the sight adorable.

Mother and Son.