Another update, as yes there is still more to come for those who are reading all of this. Hope you enjoy, here comes the Ed/Win. FMA isn't mine sad to say.

He had been honest; Mustang was the last person he had wanted to see. More then anything he wanted to know if Al was alive. His heart told him it was true.

'Is my son alive?' Hohenheim had asked. It was no surprising that was the first thing on their minds.

For a moment Mustang didn't utter another word. He stood and stared at the pair who had vanished without a trace. Ed relished the fact that he had finally wiped the smirk off his face. For the time he would not ask about the patch covering the one side of his face. They had more pressing matters.

'Y…yes,' Roy finally managed to stutter. Ed could see him try and reclaim his composure but the damage had been done. He would tease later, but now there were more important things to sort out.

'Where is he?'

'He is helping baby-sit, I'll take you to him.'

There was an unsure quiet as the gentlemen walked. The fact that they had landed just outside of central could not have been more perfect. But the fact that Al was alive after two years of worry was almost more delight then Ed could handle. Ed wanted to push Roy along but he no longer so childish. He looked around the familiar streets of central and at all the familiar people. Some pointed but most ignored him as they walked on by.

'Where are we going?'

'To the house of an old friend. There are a few people who will be delighted to see you.'

Memories came flooding back as Ed stood outside the building. He had mourned for Hughes in his own way. Now was the first time he thought about what affect it would have had on Gracier and Elysia. Yet Mustang walked up to the door and opened it as if lived there. Still Ed followed.

'Father, are you coming?'

Hohenheim smiled gently at him, 'This time is for you Edward. Send Alphonse out to me when you have said your peace.'

Ed did not argue and stepped into the hallway. His heart was racing at the prospect of seeing his brother, even if he was taller than him. Several voices filled his ears at once. Two women, a baby, a toddler, a young girl, a young woman….and a boy.

The young girl ran out into the hall closely followed a rather unstable looking three year old.

'Uncle Roy!' the girl cried. Ed held back a snigger at the word Uncle. Now was not the time.

'Elysia, do you remember this man?' Roy asked indicating to Ed.

Her pretty green eyes studied him for only a moment or so before she squealed and ran into him. Ed placed a hand on her honey hair. The young boy looked up at him with unease. His darker skin tone and deep brown hair could only mean he belonged to Rose.

'Jack where did you get to?'

'Rose I think Gracier wants you in the kitchen.'

'No I'm fine. Is Roy back yet…'

One by one they had walked into the hallway and stopped dead in their tracks. Rose, Riza holding a baby and Gracier.

'Where did you all go? I've got Ninas bottle ready Riza.'

And there he was. Al, his brother, stood before him. He could only have been twelve years old but it was him. His already large eyes widened when he saw Ed.

'Brother,' he whispered.

Ed felt he would never breathe again. After Al had let him go he was pounced upon by all the women. Apart from the stern Roy and Riza they all shed a tear. Al could not stop in fact. It did not matter that he was so young, that could be discussed later. His tears poured like Ed had never seen before.

Edward had sent him outside as promised. Al had always loved their father, even when Ed hated him. Ed could always be a protective figure to his brother but he could never replace having a father.

They both entered and sat down. Ed could tell his father felt uncomfortable but there were lots of questions to be asked and a lot of answers to give.

'How did you manage to find your way back here then fullmetal? What happened to you?' Roy asked cradling his daughter.

It was a tale he had never truly told until this day. Back then it was too painful to remember. But now he was home and secure he could regale them with all the details of his final moments.

'As for getting back. Well it happened so fast. When the opportunity arises you do not let it go. Envy coming to us was almost a blessing. Within him we found the final ingredient we needed. That world was not one of alchemy as it is here, but it was once of chemistry. Books told tales of events in history that had become nothing more then folk ledged. The reason nobody had ever achieved what we did was because they never had a creature like Envy. Using the essence of all the people he had killed or taken the form of we could create and equivalent to the philosophers stone.'

'To replace the body that Hohenheim lost. Very clever fullmetal.'

Ed shot him an angry look, then smiled. He removed the glove of his right hand to show that he could no longer be called Hagane.

'Envy took the form of many people. I guess I was able to get my arm back because somewhere we were related. Anyway Colonel, are you going to explain what happened to you?'

'Well for a start, it's not Colonel…'

Stories were told long into the night. Al told his brother all about the alchemy that he had been learning but that he had given up. Ed patted his sorrowful head when he had looked ashamed of himself. Ed had wanted to give up many times himself. If it hadn't been for the Al in that world he may very well have done.

That had been the first time they had crossed his mind. He felt bad that he had no been able to say goodbye properly. He hoped that they were both alright. Something in his gut told him they were.

Then another person came into his minds eyes. She was blushing slightly as she held onto his hair. Her eyes were showing the start of tears that she did not let completely form. Nobody had mentioned Winry once and he was too frightened to ask why. He had been lucky up until now, was that about to run out?

He stood outside for a small while holding little Nina. Her hair was black like her fathers but her eyes were a gently brown like her mothers. Although Ed had teased Roy about the patch on his face, he said nothing but congratulations for their little girl. She made no fuss and giggled when Ed stroked her chin. Al was a natural with all the children; he had always planned to be a father himself one day.

The next few days were spent making his way around all the people he had known. Russell was happy to see him but mortified they were now the same height. Everyone in the military was shocked to see him, Scieszka had fallen over a pile of books to get to him. Sensei travelled from Dublith with Sig to see him. When she had raised her arm he swore she was going to hit him, but instead she threw them around him. Sensei had only hugged him a few times but she hugged like a mother would.

The time came for them to return to Rizembol. Nobody had called to warn them Ed and Hohenheim were coming, and Ed was most certainly not going to.

'Aunt Pinako is going to cry when she sees you.,' Al laughed.

Winry was still not mentioned.

Al was wrong, Pinako didn't cry, she fell apart. Not only did she have Edward back, but Hohenheim was there to. She was delighted to see that Ed had his limbs back and was grateful for company finally.

'Oh Ed I'm afraid you'll have to sleep in Winrys room for now. Hohenheim you can go in with Al.'

'Isn't Winry going to mind?' he asked.

He panicked when she looked at him confused. Then she smiled and sighed, 'She's away at the moment. She left to clear her head. She will be back next week.'

He nodded his head. A week? Not only that, a week surrounded by things that reminded him of her.

He could not forget his promise to Winry in Munich. He said that he would tell his Winry what he felt when he saw her.

What did he feel? He had pined for her that was for sure, but then he had pined for this whole world. She had been on his mind and his in dreams more often then he thought she would. He even missed her temper tantrums and her threats of a belt with a wrench.

Lying in her bed that night he was intoxicated by the smell of her bed covers. He thought about her a little too much and found himself in an embarrassing situation. What was he to do? He was just another eighteen year old after all.

Winry rubbed her arms against the cold. Nobody was there to meet her but she knew that. As much as she loved Rush Valley she just wanted to be home for the moment. Pinako had sent her away with only good intentions, but if Winry was going to have any more midnight walks she preferred it to be in her home town.

The train had been delayed so it was late night by the time she got into her countryside paradise. It was a lonely walk to her home but she was grateful for the time to think.

Course it meant she thought about Ed. But that was not a new occurrence. People thought her stupid for hanging onto hope so desperately but she did not care what they thought. The townspeople thought her mad when they found she walked in her sleep calling to him. 'Like a ghost' they would say.

All the lights were out. Aunt Pinako had locked the door and Winry hadn't got a key. Luckily her room was on the ground floor and her window was seldom closed.

Her bed was still directly under the window. She gently threw her bags, coat and shoes to the floor before putting a leg in.

Her landing was not as soft as she had hoped. Somebody stirred beneath her. Within a second she had wrench in hand. She was about to crash it down oh his head when a hand shot up and grabbed her wrist.

'Not quite the hello I expected Winry.'