A/N: I'm writing this story during English class, because I can't stop writing it. I'm in love with writing! This is sad. I don't even want to see my boyfriend anymore, I've been so wrapped up in this. Is it worth it? Yes. Yes it is.
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Disclaimer: I do not own FullMetal Alchemist
His eyes opened.
A dense fog was settled over the area, and yet the sun was still bright. It was eerie, almost death-like.
Am I...dead?
He rolled over to see that someone was watching him. It was Winry.
"Winry..."
She smiled.
"We're okay," she explained. "Ling saved us."
"Ling? Ling Yao?"
He was confused, but happy nonetheless. He threw an arm around her.
"So, this makes you my fiance?"
"What?"
"We're alive. Soon to be married."
She thought this over.
"About that. Who's going wed us?"
He grinned.
"Who says we need to have a wedding? It's the end of the world, after all. We could walk around naked if we wanted."
She laughed. It was strange, seeing Edward act this way.
"Where are those Xingese people at anyways? I need to thank them for rescuing us..."
"Well, I'm right here."
Ed jumped and looked up. Ling was standing there. He wondered how long he'd been watching.
"L-Ling!" he yelled, throwing his arm off of Winry.
Ling grinned.
"Yo."
Edward shook his head.
"How long have you been standing there?"
"A few hours now."
"Just watching?"
"Yes."
Winry blushed. Ed was very defensive right now.
"So where's Lan Fan?" Winry asked. Ling turned over to her.
"I was waiting for you to wake up. I know you're not a doctor, but could you take a look at her?"
"Yeah. Why? What happened?"
He closed his eyes.
"She was bitten. I layed her on the other side of the roof, and tied her down with some rope in case she was...well, you know."
Winry glared at him.
"So you just leave your girlfriend? Some man you are."
She stood up.
"I'll be right back, she said to Edward, and walked off.
"Don't get bitten."
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"Sure is good, huh?"
Lan Fan looked at her, with a slight confusion settling over her face.
"Sure is good they got your automail arm. Otherwise, you'd be one of them now."
Winry was fixing her up - her automail was banged up. She didn't have a kit, so she did what she could without it.
"I could have been bitten. I'm too clumsy."
Winry blinked.
"You're anything but clumsy. Now then, let's take this armor off. Don't want you passing out again."
Lan Fan looked reluctant, but slid off her armor anyways. The black clothes under her armor looked tighter than the armor did.
"Loose clothing restricts movement," she clarified. Winry groaned.
"Well, I can't very well just strip you on the roof, no matter how thick the fog is. Are you wearing anything under these tight clothes?"
She nodded.
"Binding, on my chest. And underwear. That's all."
Winry thought for a little bit.
"Here's what we'll do," she said, removing her coat. It was chilly. "You can take it easy and wear my coat, at least until we find better fitting clothes, okay? So, get out of that shirt, and I'll work on your arm."
Lan Fan was unsure, but slid off her shirt. Her frame was different than Winry remembered. Everything looked swollen. Her stomach was slightly round, like she had eaten too much. She noticed Winry staring, and scooted nervously away.
"Lan Fan," Winry whispered. "If you don't mind me asking, what happened to your body?"
The Xingese woman blushed madly, like she was hiding a deep secret that was about to be found out.
"Are you...pregnant?"
If faces could explode from blushing, her face would have exploded.
"Please, not so loud! The Emperor doesn't know yet and -"
Her sentence was cut off by an overly happy face from her blonde friend. It was intimidating, startling, and unsettling.
"That's so cute!" she squealed. "And Ling's the father! I bet he'll be so...so..."
She couldn't find a happy enough word.
"I found out about two weeks ago. I was going to tell him, but then this whole "walking dead" incident happened. I didn't want him to be concerned for me."
Winry frowned.
"Well, if you keep this up," she said, holding up the armor. "Then you'll hurt the baby, and yourself. You need to tell him."
She did what she could to the automail. It didn't have to be removed, and most of the damage came from dents. She was honestly only able to fix some of the nerve wiring up. But it did make her move faster.
"All done!" Wnry shouted, and began to walk away.
"Winry?"
"Hm?"
"Can I please have the coat now?"
Winry blushed, and handed it over.
"Oh, sorry."
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"Alphonse? What do you want to do?"
Al was sitting in a chair, feeling himself loose grip on his own sanity.
"She's been gone all night," he mumbled. "When Edward finds me..."
May looked at him, sadly.
"Alphonse..."
He turned to her.
"What if...what if your brother doesn't come?"
He growled at her. Alphonse wasn't known for anger, he was always calm. May jumped.
"He'll come," he said, cooling off. "My brother's tough. He won't die. He's also coming for me."
She nodded, and walked out of the room. He stood up and followed her.
"May, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to growl at you."
He grabbed her shoulders.
"I'm sorry. The thought of Winry being dead, and the thought of Edward not coming...it was a lot. I'm..."
"Sorry," she finished for him. She hugged him, catching him by surprise.
"Think we should go look for Winry?" he asked, feeling the need to quickly change the mood of the room.
"I'll do whatever you want me to do," she said, nodding. He smiled.
"Then let's go. I'll unseal an exit."
"Alphonse, are you sure you're strong enough?" she asked. "You've only been here today and yesterday."
"I've eaten enough. We'll be fine."
He reached for the gun in his belt loop, and found that it was gone. He smiled.
"What do you know..."
"What is it?"
"Winry took the gun I made for her. She might be alright after all. But then, she'd only have six bullets."
He created a gun for himself, and asked May if she wanted one. She put up her fists.
"I'm a martial artist - using a gun would be less effective."
He smiled, and put his hands against what once was a back door. Using alchemy, he blasted a hole in the door.
"Let's go, before the undead spot us."
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Edward sat on the edge of the roof, with his legs dangling. Winry walked behind him.
"I need to ask you something," she said, sitting beside him.
"What is it?"
She put her hand on his.
"What goes through a man's brain when he finds out his girl is pregnant?"
Ed blushed, and looked forward.
"Depends on the situation. If a guy found out now, I suppose he'd make it his sole responsibility to protect her. Unless he were a bad guy."
She smiled.
"Do you think Ling is a bad guy?"
He looked at her.
"Is...something going on?"
"Lan Fan."
He took a while to understand, but then finally got it.
"She's pregnant? Wow.. go Ling."
He smirked. She shook her head.
"She's nervous about telling him."
"I understand, coming from her. She's supposed to protect him, she can't have him watching her at all times. I'd be nervous too."
Winry frowned.
"But hey," Edward continued. "I'm sure he'll be excited for her, and I'm sure she'll be fine. It's Lan Fan - she's tough."
They both looked down at the alley, still full of Zombies.
"Ed?"
"Hm?"
"Alphonse is here. I don't remember if I told you. But, I sort of left him. I got out of the house through an air vent. He's at Izumi's. He's probably worried sick. And he's waiting for you. Now, I guess he's waiting for me too. I'm afraid if we don't get a move on-"
Edward shook his head.
"Winry. I'm sure if you left last night, he's already left the house. He's probably out searching. We need to stay in safety. When the undead start to leave, we'll follow the direction they head in. That'll lead us to Alphonse."
Winry sighed.
"Hey."
She looked up. Edward pulled her in towards him, and kissed her. This time, the kiss lasted a long while. She ran her fingers through his hair. He then realized that his hair was probably a wreck. He'd unbraid it in a moment.
"Ed."
He backed up.
"Want me to do your hair?"
Her fingers must have gotten tangled in it. He blushed.
"If you want."
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Lan Fan wasn't going to tell him yet. She only told him that she must have caught a completely different illness, and that she'd be well soon enough. This meant that she would have to tell him later, but she didn't mind. She wanted to tell him once they were somewhere safe.
"Hey, Lan Fan."
She turned to Ling.
"Yes, Emperor?"
"I really do want you to stop calling me Emperor."
She blushed.
"But you..."
"I'm not an Emperor anymore."
He grabbed her hands in his.
"I'm just Ling Yao. No royalty involved."
"Emper-"
He put a finger to her lips.
"L-Ling..." she whispered. It was weird - like talking to a person who had just gotten a name change.
"That's more like it."
She smiled.
"So. Was there anything else you wanted to tell me?"
He sighed.
"Yes. I also wanted to say that, well, I'm glad you're okay. I was worried about you."
"As long as you're around, I refuse to die. And I promise to make sure you're around as long as possible."
"Lan Fan..."
His eyes opened a little. He wanted to look at her, as he did all those years when they were together, in Xing. When he was Emperor. He wanted to marry her, but had not yet spoken with his father on it. His father had still been alive, but as he was in critical condition, he was harder to get in touch with.
He leaned in, close enough to feel her breath. He was warm, even in this cold weather.
"Hey! Ling! Lan Fan!"
Ling turned around. It was Edward.
"Yes, what is it?" he asked, annoyed.
"The undead! They're moving! We need to follow them!"
"What? Why?"
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May and Al had searched the entire eastern section of Dublith. No sign of Winry. No sign of Edward. No sign of the undead.
"Alphonse," May whispered. "We need to get somewhere safe, before the Sun goes down."
He ignored her, and continued searching. She scrunched up her nose.
"What happened to your polite attitude you used to have?"
He turned around.
"You used to be my prince charming. My knight in shining armor."
He sighed.
"The truth is," he replied. "I need to find my brother. I won't be at ease until then. I'm worried for him. I'm worried for Winry."
"Doesn't mean you need to risk your safety."
"I suppose you're right...but where should we go? Into another building?"
"We could go back to...wait..."
The buzzing sound rang throughout the alley.
"Al. We need to escape. Can you dig?"
"Yes, but I'm not going to."
"Why not? You think Ed's going to sweep in and save you last minute?"
He smiled at her, and raised his gun to fight the oncoming horde.
"Yes. That's exactly what I think he'll do."
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End-of-Chapter Notes: By the way, this isn't anywhere near the end. I'd say everyone being reunited would be around the middle of the story, or even the one-third mark. I have no plans as to where this story will go. If I did have any idea, then I have a feeling the characters would act less real. Like they know what's going to happen as well. I dunno. I'm rambling. Good night, good morning, and good evening!
