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Fuhrer Grumman narrowed his eyes and peered incredulously at Roy while he spoke. "Are you positive you didn't see anything, Colonel? You were on watch last night."
"Positive, sir. I didn't see anything suspicious." Roy said honestly, staring straight ahead as he stood at attention.
Roy was currently in Fuhrer Grumman's office, standing a few feet away from the very desk that he and Riza had become one under the night before.
Roy had thought they had been careful…..
He and Riza had escaped through the window, he had closed the window, and they were able to make their way down to the street…
…..But Roy had overestimated himself.
In the heat of passion, Roy had closed the window but he had forgotten to latch it.
In the middle of the night, the window had blown open, sending leaves and rain all over Fuhrer Grumman's office and desk, making it apparent that someone had been in the room on unauthorized business.
Questioning had started as soon as everyone had reported for duty the following morning.
Riza had already undergone her interrogation and no one seemed to suspect anything, but Roy was grilled more thoroughly.
It had been Roy's shift on watch after all.
"I see." Grumman said after a long, tense silence. He gave Roy a calculating stare before he added, "Very well, Colonel. If you find any information, please, let me know immediately."
"Of course, sir." Roy said stoically.
"Dismissed." Grumman said in a suspicious tone.
Roy saluted and then turned on his heel and left.
That was close….
Nothing had gone missing from the Fuhrer's office.
Nothing was destroyed, except for some minor water damage to the desk and the carpet.
No one would come forward about last night because there was no one except for Roy and Riza involved.
Roy passed Riza in the hallway later in the afternoon and both of them exchanged a brief, longing glance.
Maybe this would all blow over…..
If everyone just moved on, then so could Roy and Riza.
Hopefully…,,
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Roy was right.
No one came forward about the open window, no one offered any information, no one found any clues.
Eventually, Fuhrer Grumman blamed himself and said that maybe he forgot to close the window before he left for the day.
Roy and Riza were secretly cheering.
They hadn't been discovered!
Not yet…
They met in secret at Riza's apartment each night, taking different routes there in case they were watched when they left the military building.
Most nights, Roy arrived at Riza's apartment with something in his arms.
Something, anything that served as a decoy to his true purpose there.
A paper, a bag containing nothing but stuffed full of tissue paper to look like a parcel, some common household supplies…
Each night, Roy carried an excuse with him to Riza's apartment.
That way, in case Roy was caught coming or going, he could always have the excuse that he was just returning something to his coworker, or that he was borrowing some household supplies.
Roy would ring Riza's doorbell, she would greet him, they would exchange a short, polite conversation, then Roy would invent an excuse to step into Riza's apartment.
Once Riza closed the door and they were safely out of the angle of any potential camera, that was when it was all worth it….
Roy and Riza would embrace each other and share a deep kiss, then they'd cook dinner together and talk about their day, ending the evening later by cuddling and showering together, just like any other couple.
Domestic bliss.
Was that really a crime?
Roy and Riza realized that if anyone was watching them closely, then the colonel and lieutenant would both be caught.
…...But that was a chance that Roy and Riza were willing to take.
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Things were tumultuous at best for a while.
Riza and Roy continued their affair, barred from marriage and true happiness by their dedication to their country and to their work.
But they couldn't hide forever.
As careful as they tried to be, Riza became pregnant.
On the day that they found out about Riza's condition, the couple spent that night in anguish, talking and deciding carefully.
The couple both went to work the following day with the intention of resigning.
Riza would be dismissed as soon as everyone discovered her new secret and Roy didn't think it would be fair if he was allowed to stay somehow and she had to go.
With solemn faces, Roy and Riza walked together up the stairs towards the Fuhrer's office when they were met by a very overexcited Major Armstrong in the hallway.
"Mustang! Why so glum?! Have you not heard the news?!" Major Armstrong thundered.
Neither Roy nor Riza were in the mood for his exuberance.
"News?" Roy asked blankly.
Their careers were about to end, they had a baby on the way with no income now, what did Roy or Riza care about the news?
"Grumman resigned at midnight! You're in, Mustang! They chose you! Congratulations!" Major Armstrong roared, giving Roy a hard slap on the shoulder.
"What are you talking about?!" Roy shouted in irritation while Riza blinked.
"I said they chose you!" Major Armstrong laughed with joy. "You're going to be Amestris's new Fuhrer, Mustang!"
Riza's eyes widened.
Was…..
Was that really true?!
Could it be?!
Roy's jaw fell open.
How much shock could one man take in twenty-four hours?!
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Major Armstrong's report was correct.
Roy became the new Fuhrer of Amestris, allowing Riza to step down honorably from her post as Lieutenant to serve as the Fuhrer's wife.
It wasn't until after their marriage two weeks later that they announced Riza's pregnancy….
Roy was a good Fuhrer, a strong and wise leader, whom nearly everyone loved and respected.
Riza, although she was soon busy with their new baby, a sweet little boy with a full head of black hair, still acted as Roy's right hand.
Finally, Roy and Riza could do what they dreamed while they served their country which they loved so much…..
As a couple….
As a family…
They could be together.