A/N: One of my longer ones. This was supposed to be about the Mustang Unit, but I found I couldn't write properly for Breda and Falman so I scrapped that. Well, at least it's not angst. Right?
Prompt 14: Sleep
Inspiration: Again, random writing.
Roy knew each of the members of their small dysfunctional family had nightmares. Each had their own frightening pain to relieve in the midst of night, when their minds were unprotected and left open for the psychological pain.
It was one such nightmare that woke him up, gasping at the realistic images that had played out in his mind. He had closed his eyes to calm and quiet himself as soon as he realized that Riza and Edward were still sleeping. He cracked his eyes open once he felt better, watching the two by his side.
They were stuck in a small shack, on the snowy mountains of Briggs. Having miraculously escaped an ambush with minimal injuries, they had locked themselves in this unfurnished shack, waiting till daybreak before they moved.
He himself was right in front of the only entrance, his gloved hand in his coat pocket, ready to snap at the first sign of danger. Riza was right next to him, propped up on the wall and head kept on his shoulder. Her hand was resting on her gun. When they woke up, both of them would be suffering from aches, but at least that was better than having died due to incompetence.
Edward slept peacefully, his head on Roy's lap. The younger alchemist was the only one amongst the three who had been injured; his scarlet coat was torn up, his metal arm had lost the shine it had when they started, now greatly scratched, and overall, he was worse off. The teen had actually been sleeping on the floor until Roy moved him, having seen how uncomfortable Edward's sleep was. Edward was also wrapped up in two military coats to ease the pain in his automail ports.
It was one of the last missions Edward would go on. The teen had told all of them that he would leave the military to join his brother in Resembool within few weeks.
Managing to completely banish the fear with which he had woken, he closed his eyes again, listening intently to the sound of even breathing.
No matter the troubles and problems, he was glad to see his family safe and sound.
A/N: Just imagine they were called to take care of some alchemy-using criminals and Riza couldn't let Roy go alone ("You're useless.") and Edward just follows.