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Pain. Pain caused so many things. Hurt, anger, sadness, and hope. Sometimes, it even caused happiness. Ed was feeling very hurt, and happy. He was getting his automail, and in so much pain.

Ed clenched his teeth. His eyes shut, his tan skin sweaty from all of the struggling. The machines being hooked to his nerves.

"Ed, it's going to be alright." Winry said connecting the nerves together. Ed finally let it out.

"Ah!" Ed screamed. He was overwhelmed. He felt tears sting his golden orbs, but fought it off.

Riza cried as she was held by her husband.

Roy couldn't believe the son they gave up for a better life, was having to go through this agony. This pain, and suffering.

Al didn't want to believe his mother was dead. He didn't want to believe his older brother was getting automail, he didn't want to believe anything right now.

Winry couldn't stand to see the one she loved in so much pain. She couldn't believe she was causing it, and that everything was being screwed up. She didn't want her crush being in pain, or getting automail.

Pinako couldn't believe that the boy she promised her best friend's wife that she would protect, was in so much pain. The one boy that affected so many lives, and would affect even more. He was an impact on them all.

Ed looked at the door that Roy and Riza were on the outside of. "Roy…he…he knows! He knows something god damnit!" Ed shouted before passing out from the pain.

Pinako didn't think Ed would ever figure it out. Roy and Riza had wide eyes, and were shocked. Ed hadn't figured it out, but he did know that Roy knew something.

After about an hour, Roy sat next to the boy's bed. He stroked his little boy's hair, and kissed his forehead softly. He didn't even know his son.

He knew that Ed did deserve the better life, but he didn't want his son to suffer agony. He didn't want his son to grow up so fast, but only be a little boy.

Roy did know that Ed was 15, and a teenager, but he couldn't help but think of him as a baby.

As the little baby he only had for one day before having him ripped out of his heart like trying to take a band aid off slowly, thinking your avoiding pain, only to have to suffer the pain longer.

Roy felt a tear run down his pale cheek, and felt Riza behind him. They didn't want Ed to know, but it already seemed like he found out himself.

They had to keep remembering that he didn't know about the adoption, though.

Roy kissed his forehead once more. He smiled as he saw Ed twitch a little. His little boy was alright, and he was going to make it through.

About 3 months later, Ed was still going through the recovery.

"God dammit! I can't do it!" Ed said, trying to pick up a cup with his new automail arm.

"It's alright, Ed. You aren't going to get this in a day, it takes people up to 3 years to do this." Winry coaxed.

"It's been 3 months, and I still can't do shit! I hate laying in bed all the time, having people do things for me." Ed grumbled. Winry smiled.

"Ed, you can do this. I know you can. I know you can do anything you put your mind to. I know this because I love you, Ed. I love you more than anything or anyone in the world, and your one of the greatest people I know." Winry said.

"Let's try this again."

Roy and Riza sat in the living room with Pinako, as they were all discussing how Ed and Winry seemed so close.

"She truly loves him." Pinako said. Roy and Riza agreed.

"Now, how exactly did Trisha win Hohenheim with Ed?" Riza asked.

"They were having a summer romance. Trisha, only a girl of 19, was truly in love with him, but he wanted to know he had a chance to have a child before marrying her. He had always wanted children. But she couldn't conceive.."

"Hohenheim…I'm truly trying to make you a baby…but…if we truly love each other, does a baby really matter?" The young Trisha asked.

"Of course it matters! I want to have a chance to pass down my belongings to my children after my death. I wont live long. I'm in my forties, Trisha!" Hohenheim shouted at the girl.

"I'll have a baby, you'll see!" Trisha said.

Only a month later when she went to her doctor, she realized there was a one in a million chance that she would conceive a child. Then, she went to the adoption agency.

Since she knew people there, it was very easy to get a baby, without having to fill out forms, or get interviewed. Then, she took the small golden eyed baby to Hohenheim.

"You see, I got us a baby. He looks just like you! He doesn't even have parents. Please, Van. We can be happy together. You, me, Edward." Trisha said. Hohenheim had softened.

"Edward?" Hohenheim asked a little confused. The child squealed at hearing his name. But Hohenheim knew there was something odd about the child.

Around when the child was a few months old, Trisha finally conceived.

"Darling, we're going to have our own child!" Trisha shouted in joy to her new husband.

"That's fantastic! I'm so excited." Hohenheim said happily.

After Alphonse was born, Hohenheim noticed more unusual habits in his 'son'. Ed had begun to grab military books, and play with the water guns excitedly, at only a year old.

When Edward was five, Hohenheim found out that Edward had an unusual illness. Passed through genetics. But since Trisha didn't fill out any forms, she didn't get Edward's medical records. Because of that, they had no idea how to find the person who had the illness, and confront them about it.

Because of it, Edward had many seizures. Trisha had learned Edward had Epilepsy after Hohenheim left the family. Caused by not enough oxygen getting to the brain during his birth.

Then…the accident happened.

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