This was sweet, I think...
Breathe Again:
Winry took a deep breath, the scent filling her lungs. She had worked extremely hard on this pie. This pie was the key pie. It was the ultimate pie.
She placed it on the table, feeling the heat of it phase through her oven mitts. She grinned as she ran towards the door, waiting for him to come home to her like he promised, waiting for the sure happiness that would be ever-present in his golden eyes.
And there he suddenly was…
Edward took a deep breath in; even from the front door he could smell that sweet scent.
"Hey Winry! I'm home!"