It was soon sundown; Ed looked out from the window while reading an alchemy book he left behind at the Rockbell's. He got up from his place on his bed. He walked out the door of the house and went for a walk up the hills. He looked around and saw familiar things and new things. Finally, after a mile of exploring the hills Ed came across the cemetery. Ed stared at the cemetery for the longest time until he gasped. "It's October 3rd," Ed said to himself in a whisper. He walked into the cemetery and paced his way over to an all too familiar tombstone. Tears rolled down his cheek as he fell to his knees. "Oh Mom, I'm so sorry," He whispered in between his quiet sobs. He brought his face closer to the grave and kissed it gently. It was a kiss that he wanted to give to his mother for so long, but he couldn't. Ed soon got to his feet and continued on his way back home.

Meanwhile, Winry was in the kitchen baking Ed an apple pie, his favorite kind of pie. Winry smiled at her baking as she thought about Ed. 'I bet he went to go see his mother. After all, it is the anniversary of the day the boys burnt down their home and left.' Winry's train of thought stopped when she heard the door open. Ed walked into the kitchen. Winry looked down to his knees to notice they were covered in dirt. Winry smiled. "I'm making you an apple pie," Winry picked up the round dessert and showed it to Ed. He smiled.

"Thanks, Winry. That means a lot," Ed stretched and yawned. "I'll be in my room,"

"Ok, oh yeah, Al went to go chop fire wood. He'll be back in a bit," Winry said

"Alright," Ed said as he shut the door to his room. He plopped on the bed and stared at the blank ceiling.

Al slammed the axe against the blunt wood sending two different pieces flying. 'Is Ed so dense that he doesn't know? Does he seriously not know the date?' Al continued to chop the wood. Soon, after a while, Al was finished the task and carried the wood to Winry's house.

Ed sat on his bed as he looked to the dark, sky. He looked closer and saw a single star. Ed began to chant in a whisper. "I wish I may, I wish I might. First star I see tonight…" Ed couldn't believe he was saying this. He didn't do this since him, Al, and Winry we're little. "I wish….I wish I could take back ever trying to bring Mom back," Ed sighed and made a small smile. "Well, I didn't expect to say that first star thing at the age of sixteen," Ed turned over and fell to sleep. His breathing was light and his mouth was open very slightly as he slept. His hair had fallen from its braid and his hair covered to his face and pillow. His hair was a bold as the sun and as it was spread out it looked like the sun was just rising over the hills. Ed soon turned to a dream.

"Edward?" A faint voice called. "Where are you?" Ed was standing in a pure white area. He could see anything, but he hears the voice.

"Mom? Mom, I'm here! I'm here!" Ed yelled for his mother

"Edward? Oh Edward," someone walked towards him, his mother. She drew him into a hug. "Oh Edward, you've grown into a handsome, young man," his mother pulled away as Ed tried and pull back into his arms.

"Mom! Please! Stay with me!" Ed called out. Suddenly, she was gone, but he heard her voice one last time.

"I miss you,"