Edward Elric woke up gasping for air, eyes wild as he tried to make sense of where he was. The sunlight streaming through the dusty window did little to ease the pain as he pulled both knees up and hide his head behind his arms, trying to calm down. It hadn't been real; it was just his imagination getting the best of him. His knee throbbed painfully as if he really had just hurt it. Holding himself tighter as the last of dream wore off, he waited until he could control his shaking.
Slowly stretching out his leg, which had stopped hurting so bad, and had just turned into a dull throbbing, he stood up and made his way to the small bathroom hoping some cold water would wake him up and help him forget. As he stood in front of the sink he looked into the mirror as unfocused golden eyes started back, his long hair a mess. Grimacing he turned the facet on and splashed his face with some cold water hoping to erase the image out of his head. Whether that image was the dream or of his own reflection he didn't bother to dwell on as he quickly left the bathroom and headed to the kitchen to get something to eat. Maybe a full stomach would help with the uneasiness.
He walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, instantly feeling better as the smell of freshly made bacon filled his nose. He smiled at the blonde haired girl as she pushed said bacon on to a plate. She turned and jumped slightly as she noticed him in the doorway before putting the bacon down to join the other food on the table.
"I was almost afraid I was going to have to come up there and wake you myself."
She looked him over, disapproving. "Are you okay?"
He shook his head. "I had that dream again." He walked over to the table and sat down, absently running his fingers over the large scar on his knee as Winry looked at him worried. "Ed.."
"I know," he said suddenly cutting her off. "I know, Winry but, I hate it."
The blue eyed girl walked over to him and flung her arms around him protectively as if she could protect him from the world, and he wished vaguely that she could. She sighed in his ear and gave him a tight squeeze before letting go and putting her hands on his shoulders. "I know you hate it Ed but its necessary. You didn't have those dreams or act like 'that' when you were taking them." He leaned against her in defeat knowing she was right. She hugged him again before moving away to finish breakfast.
"Why don't you get freshened up while I finish breakfast okay?" She smiled at him again and he smiled back. Ever since he had to move in with her and her grandmother the two of them had become like brother and sister, with her always trying to watch out for him. He nodded and started back towards the stairs.
"Oh Ed I almost forgot, a letter came for you." He stopped and took the letter from her looking at it curiously. "I don't know who sent it, there isn't a return address." she said glancing at it again. "It's okay probably from Mustang checking up on me. As much as he complains about me when I'm there, you'd think he missed me." Winry giggled and pushed Edward up the stairs. "Yeah, yeah well before going anywhere you might want to not look like you just woke up."
Edward ran the rest of the way up but stopped at the doorway to his room and looked around skeptical. He didn't know why but for some reason he felt bad being in the room. Shaking it off he threw the letter on the bed and walked back into the bathroom. He glanced at the mirror again before grabbing the brush andset to working on his tangled mess of hair and finally managed to get it into a ponytail before grabbing a pair of black pants and slipped on a black tank top, deciding that going for a walk after breakfast might help make him feel better.
As he started to leave to get breakfasthe remembered the letter and stuck it in his pocket, determined to read it later.