Set directly after the brothers' failed transmutation.
Ed feverishly mumbled nonsensical things about gates and eyes watching him and called for Al and his mother. The boy quieted down considerably with the addition of some morphine.
Al sat motionlessly in the corner, helmeted head buried in his arms. He refused to say much at all, now - though earlier he had kept repeating that "everything had gone wrong", and had apologized over and over and over, shoulders rattling as though racked with sobs. Now, he just seemed to be in a numb state of shock.
She had no idea what to make of the armor itself - or the hastily-scrawled alchemical circle within its hollow depths - all she knew was that it was somehow Al, and, at the same time, clearly not him. Where was his body? Al had vaguely mentioned that it was 'gone'. Was it back at their house? She hadn't had the time to think on anything other than assisting with the emergency surgery - and she was rather glad for it as her thoughts progressed toward very dark places.
Winry shook her head, focusing. Thankfully, Ed was out of danger, for now - though he had nearly died from the blood loss. She had only seen her grandmother looking this grim once, before - when they had received the phone call about her parents two years ago.
Gran was cleaning the instruments while Winry removed the blood-stained top sheet from the bed, intending to replace it with a new one, when Ed rasped out, so softly that she barely heard it:
"Winry?"
She hurried over to his side, gasping, as if noticing for the first time the actual extent of what had happened to him - the stump of his leg and empty shoulder swathed in bandages. All she felt like doing was crying, now, but she hesitantly, gently grasped his left hand, carefully avoiding the catheter.
"I'm right here."
"Alphonse?"
"He's… alive."
He sighed, falling silent once more, though his fingers still curled around hers.
Maybe the brothers would tell them in full, later, about what had happened. All that mattered to Winry right now was that they were, at least, alive.
They were alive.