AN: Ahhhhh! :D That was the general feeling while writing this chapter and then reading it back xD These two dorks make me so happy it is ridiculous xD

Hope you enjoy this one! ;)

A large woman opened the door without a welcome. She simply stared at Riza. The blonde felt herself almost squirm under her gaze, the feeling of being judged making her uncomfortable.

"Yes?"

Riza almost frowned at her gruff greeting, but stopped herself.

"I'm looking for Roy Mustang. I was wondering if you could help me."

"Are you Riza?" she asked, eyes narrowing slightly.

Riza swallowed. "Yes."

The woman nodded and ushered the blonde in the house.

"I thought I recognised you. You guys already cleared out the cabin?"

Cautiously, Riza entered the house, unsure of herself.

"Yeah, we did. Sorry, I should have come to you sooner, or at least called."

"It is all right." The woman's statement left no room for argument, and Riza wasn't about to start one.

While the outside of the house looked grand, the inside was modest in decoration. There was no expensive artwork on the walls, no ornaments taking up unnecessary room like Riza had expected. The décor was simple, just like her cabin had been. It was modern, but efficient.

"He is asleep right now. Poor kid has been running himself ragged trying to keep tabs on those Hunter types." Riza stiffened at her words, and Christmas noticed. "He told me everything. About what he is, what you are, and who is trying to kill you."

Riza still didn't relax. Roy had told her?

"He told me you would probably get upset about that," she smirked, leading the way down a hallway to her left. Riza followed, knowing she would be expected to. "The name is Christmas. Nice to meet you Riza."

"Likewise, ma'am," Riza replied.

Christmas snorted. "No need for such formalities. Call me Christmas, or Chris, if you would prefer."

Riza nodded.

"Don't worry. Your secret is safe with me."

She stopped outside a closed door, presenting a hand towards it. Riza looked at her, confused. Did she want her to open it? Christmas jerked her head, signalling her to move towards the door. Riza did so, and as she did, Christmas turned and left.

Riza frowned at her back, confused. The woman's demeanour was a strange one. When Chritmas had first opened the door, Riza was beginning to feel herself shrink under her gaze. They were almost the same height, yet Riza felt small under it. She was intimidating, that was for sure. However, she had welcomed Riza into her home with no other questions asked.

Turning back towards the closed door, Riza opened it slowly, cautiously.

Upon entering, Riza found herself in another living area. Again, the decoration was modern and modest. Nothing too flashy or gaudy, as the outer appearance of the house may lead one to believe. The couches surrounding a fireplace were baby blue in colour. The carpet was navy, matching them nicely. A large smart TV was hung on the wall above the fireplace, leading Riza to believe it was either electric or simply there for decoration. A small dining table with room for four people sat in the corner. It looked like it hadn't been used in a long time, because various letters, books, and items of clothing littered the surface.

A small kitchen sat on the wall opposite the television, complete with a large fridge, oven, and dishwasher. The French doors beside them lead onto a decked area, which had a brilliant view of the forest to the back of the house. Familiarity flooded Riza. After Roy's first change, after dropping him off with Maes, the vampire had entered through those French doors.

The area was very open plan, save for a small hallway leading off the main room.

Riza entered it quietly, not wanting to startle Roy if he was here. One door was half open, revealing a bathroom beyond it. The other was closed, and Riza debated with herself whether or not she should open it. It was closed for a reason. He was probably asleep. But, if Christmas had known this, why did she let Riza loose in his private rooms?

Riza also reasoned they were past the point in their relationship already where it would be awkward for one of them to walk in on the other while they were asleep.

Entering quietly, she found Roy lying flat on his back, still wearing every day clothes, but he was sound asleep.

Riza smiled as he snored softly, the sound reaching her a moment after the opened the door. One hand rested on his stomach, the other by his side. Riza watched as his chest rose and fall with each breath, thankful he was still alive. She hadn't heard from him because he had obviously returned home and passed out. Said phone was haphazardly hanging out of his trouser pocket, threatening to drop onto the navy carpet.

She simply was thankful he was finally getting some rest.

Roy had kept her updated on his progress and Riza urged him to sleep more. She knew he wouldn't listen. Not while his Aunt and Maes' family were at risk. Riza had only wished she could be there to help him, to lighten the load. However, she had Rebecca depending on her help.

Riza spotted a blanket folded neatly at the end of the bed. An idea striking her, she creeped into the room and picked it up. Before placing the blanket over him, she retrieved his phone and placed it on charge. The charger was already plugged in and draped over his bedside table.

In doing so, she couldn't resist checking his face. The blonde often found people showed their true selves while asleep. There was no way they could pretend or hide their feelings.

His expression was relaxed as he breathed deeply, however Riza frowned at the exhausted look which seemed to follow him even into sleep. Dark circles plagued under his eyes, giving them a bruised look.

Worry wound its way through her heart as she saw him in this state. He shouldn't have been left for so long without back up. Riza felt guilty for doing so. She would need to think about her pack's needs more evenly from now on.

Without lingering too long and feeling like a creep, Riza exited the room, closing the door softly behind her. She returned to the living area, deciding to wait there until he woke.

Take as long as you like. I will probably be here a while.

Riza sent the simple text to Rebecca, who responded in an instant.

Oh, don't worry. I intend to.

Riza smiled at her use of the winking face emoji.

Have one on me.

Don't have too much fun, if you know what I mean.

Riza rolled her eyes, chuckling at the use of yet another winking face emoji.

As Riza sat, she found a sense of calm overtaking her. Her pack was finally reunited. And tomorrow, they would be able to finally begin to plan what to do about their Hunter problem.

Consciousness returned to Roy slowly. He opened his eyes slowly, feeling more rested than he had been in days. Tiredness still clung to him as he awoke, but he fought through it to sit up and get his bearings. His muscles protested at the movement, the result of pushing himself too much these last few days.

A weight fell from his chest and into his lap. Looking down, he was confused at the sight of a blanket. Christmas must have been serious with her threat. She must have come to check up on me. Rolling his eyes, half irritated but half amused, Roy smiled and stretched. As he twisted to stretch his back, his phone on the bedside table caught his eye.

Shit. He hadn't checked in with Riza. Anxiety filled him as he spotted the time on the clock. It was late afternoon, much longer than he had planned on sleeping. He quickly sent her a quick text, apologising for not reporting in. He did the same for Maes, telling his old friend he would meet him at the hotel in half an hour.

No need man. I'll take over today.

Roy quietly sighed in relief at Maes' reply. He felt burnt out and despite the fight he put up about taking over from Maes, he was secretly thrilled to have some more time to himself. After his shower he would phone Riza and ask her how things were going. Rebecca annoyed the hell out of him, but he was worried about her.

Quickly ridding himself of his old clothes, Roy entered the bathroom across the hall and had a quick shower. Once dressed, his stomach rumbled loudly. Roy was suddenly very aware of how hungry he was.

He stopped short when he realised he wasn't alone in the room.

Riza looked up at the sound of him entering the room. She smiled at him, followed by a soft spoken greeting. "I got your text."

Roy's face lit up and Riza couldn't help but feel her heart soar in response. He looked genuinely happy to see her.

"When did you get here?" he asked, closing the distance between them quickly. Riza stood and Roy gathered her into his arms, holding her tightly against him. In that moment, the pair were both loath to let go.

"A couple of hours ago. Your Aunt let me in."

Roy took Riza face in his hands, cradling it gently. He looked into her eyes, revelling at the happiness and love he found there. It was all directed at him, something he would be eternally thankful for. Their relationship had only blossomed a short time ago, but they already felt like they had been through the ringer. There was only more to come, but Roy knew he would fight by her side until the end of time if he had to. He would savour small moments like this. If this was all they would get in the coming weeks, months, years, he would take it willingly.

He bent his head to kiss her, overwhelmed by the love he felt for Riza Hawkeye. The blonde responded in kind, clutching his upper arms tightly. As the kiss wore on, the intensity increased. Roy removed his hands from her face, sliding them down her sides. Riza shivered at the contact through her t-shirt. Roy smiled against her mouth, noting her reaction.

Breaking apart, Roy moved to kiss her cheek, moving onto her neck. Riza groaned in response, shivering again as his fingers brushed her stomach.

They had never shared such a physical moment before. Their near death experiences left little room for a physical relationship. Now, with a lull in the action, both were more than ready to take it to the next step. For all they knew, the Hunters could attack tomorrow. If this small bit of peace was all they could get, both would savour it.

"Roy," Riza whispered breathlessly. Roy noted the desire in her eyes, the way her cheeks and neck were flushed red. He answered her question, her plead, wordlessly. Taking her hand in his, he led the way to his bedroom, all thoughts of food and conversation forgotten. Roy kicked the door closed behind him, before embracing Riza once more.

Riza stirred from her slumber, shifting underneath the sheets. Her leg was stopped in its movement by something warm and solid. Slowly opening her eyes, she found herself in an unfamiliar room. Someone huffed in protest behind her, causing her to freeze. Memories from a few hours ago slowly trickled back into her mind, causing her to smile.

Something tickled the back of her neck, shifting the hair resting against it. An arm was wrapped around her waist, which tightened when she first moved after waking.

Knowing who the owner was, made her stomach flutter. Instead of moving again, Riza simply lay still and listened to Roy's breathing.

Despite being trapped in her current position, Riza felt incredibly relaxed. She couldn't remember the last time she had been so happy. In a few short months this man had worked his way into her heart and was the reason for that happiness. Yes, it had come with more downs than ups, but despite all they had gone through already, he had remained steadfast.

"Hey," a sleepy voice greeted her. Riza smiled, rolling over to face him.

"Hey," she replied quietly. The arm that was around her waist snaked around her back, pulling her body tightly against his. He kissed her forehead, causing the flutter in her stomach to return once more.

"You make me so happy, Riza."

She smiled to herself.

"I mean it. I've known that since I was a kid." Riza pulled away, looking up at him. She was surprised. "Ever since I first met you I wanted you to be happy. You seemed so lonely in that big house. The more I think about it, the more it all makes sense." He grasped her hand, entwining their fingers and watching them move together. "Being soul mates, I mean." He chuckled to himself quietly. "As a kid being tutored by your father," Riza stiffened at the mention of him. "I wanted to spend time with you instead." He looked up from their entwined hands, into her eyes. "I have always loved you."

Riza moved to meet his lips, kissing him with such a passion he seemed taken back for a moment. She was so overwhelmed for her love for Roy, the only way she wanted to tell him was by showing him.

However, a sharp knock from the other room disrupted their moment.

"Hey, Roy!" they heard Rebecca yell. "Open up dude! It's snowing out here!"

Roy sighed as they broke apart, whereas Riza simply smiled, amused. Of course it would be Rebecca who interrupted them. Of course.

"Hey, asshole! I can see that the light is on!"

"Do we have to?" he murmured, his kiss moving to her neck. Riza gasped quietly, thoroughly enjoying herself and wishing Rebecca would go away. However, there was no chance of that happening.

"She will only get louder."

And with that Roy was out of bed in a flash, retrieving his clothes from the floor. Riza grinned at his reaction, regrettably removing herself from the warm sheets.

"That's funny, Rebecca," Roy announced, exiting the room. "I thought you didn't feel the cold." The brunette glared at his smug face from behind the glass. It was snowing, the flakes wistfully falling to the earth.

"It doesn't mean I can't get wet! Open up! Or I will rip the door off myself."

Roy opened the door, only to have Rebecca barge past him in a hurry. She brushed the snow off her clothes as she headed right towards the fireplace.

"If you did that then you would be paying for the damage."

Jean entered next, followed by Kain and then, finally, Maes. As soon as Roy saw his old friend, his stomach dropped in regret. The vampire patted his shoulder with a smile, the simple action reassuring Roy there was no need to worry.

"Sorry man, I passed out."

"It's all right. I'm just glad you are finally listening to me for once," he grinned. "Nothing to report anyway." Roy nodded.

"How do you get this thing on?" Rebecca asked, interrupting the two. She was crouched in front of his fireplace, studying it.

"Sure, just make yourself at home," Roy muttered. He joined Rebecca and turned the electric fire on. The lights inside turned on, beginning to emit heat while also imitating flames on the screen.

"I heard that," Rebecca replied.

"Good, you were supposed to. Don't sit on that couch with your wet clothes," Roy added just as Rebecca began to sit. "Sit on a chair at the table."

Rebecca huffed. "Fine."

Rebecca turned at the movement out the corner of her eye. Riza entered the room, looking slightly more dishevelled than usual. The brunette narrowed her eyes, her gaze flicking towards Roy, who also looked like he was suffering from a case of bedhead. Riza watched as her friend's gaze flicked between the two of them, before she broke into a massive, goofy grin.

"There it is," Riza muttered to herself, asking a question before Rebecca could announce to the world she and Roy had slept together. "Anything new happening Maes?"

"Nothing as far as I can tell. There is no activity in the forest at all." He also had a knowing look on his face, however he was more subtle about his joy than Rebecca. The brunette was as subtle as a brick. "That's what concerns me."

Riza nodded in agreement. "Me too. I think they have pulled their forces to regroup. Who knows how long ago that was? My guess it was after they found out Roy's name."

"It would make sense," Roy added. His expression was grim. "Before we get started with a plan, would anyone like a drink?"