Just a fic for Father's Day.

Disclaimer: If Edward belonged to me… well… that would be awesome. That's I'll I can say.

Its Ed's POV

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I watched as Winry played with our child Trisha, whom we named after my mother. She was just like a little Winry, only with my eyes. It was a beautiful site… seeing my wife kneeling on the grass with Trisha running around her. I couldn't help but smile. It brought back many wonderful memories…

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Winry and I had a small wedding, if you ignore the number of people there. Al, his wife and children, Pinako, Rose, Izumi and her husband, and the military, as much as I didn't want that bastard Roy to come, and well… other people.

We had the wedding in Rezenboul, and there I was, standing in front of the tree we used to play by with everyone's eyes on me. I was wondering when Winry was going to walk down the aisle. I was starting to get nervous but, hey, I was new at this kind of stuff.

Finally, everyone stood and I saw her. God, she was beautiful. She was wearing a white dress with flowers that faintly showed off her figure. I watched her walk up to me, and what after what seemed like an eternity, she was standing at my side. We looked into each other's eyes and listened to what the priest had to say.

The words 'you may now kiss the bride' made my heart jump. I turned to Winry and lifted her veil. I grinned and she smiled, making her face light up like an angel. I moved closer to her face and took her lips with mine. Everyone applauded.

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That one night…. Oh wow I will never forget that.

My wife and I (how I love calling her my wife) were walking through the park late at night looking at the stars. Winry started to shiver and I wrapped my coat around her tightly, as well as my arms. We sat down on the grass and she turned from watching the stars to looking into my eyes.

Suddenly, she took my lips in a hungry kiss. Her kiss was burning with fiery passion and after our toungs danced, I began to kiss and suck her neck.

We made love right there, under the stars.

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There I was, Winry squeezing my hand as hard as she could, I felt like it was going to freaking fall off, and pushing as hard as she could. She was dripping with sweat.

"I CAN'T DO THIS! I CAN'T!" she kept screaming.

"Winry," I would say gently, "Yes you can."

She would always look at me and nod. Then she would push and scream like hell.

After all of that, she was holding a new born baby girl in her arms. I knelt down beside Winry and looked at our child. God, she was beautiful. I felt tears welling in my eyes when I saw her. I placed my large hand over her small ones and kissed her forehead.

"She's beautiful, Winry. She looks just like you."

"I know. And she has your eyes."

We named her Trisha.

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I snapped back to reality when I felt a small hand tug at my pants. I looked down and saw Trisha holding a flower up to me. I smiled and knelt down next to her.

"Happy Father's Day, daddy!" she exclaimed and handed me the flower she picked from the field and kissed me on the cheek. I gently took the flower from her hands, thanked her, and kissed her on the forehead. I picked her up and started walking toward Winry.

"Mommy! Look at the flower I gave daddy!"

Winry looked at me and smiled. I smiled and looked down at Trisha.

How I loved Father's Day…