sorry for the lack of updates. busy and sluggy haha.

anyhow, so easter eggs in this one. who are they?


"Is he alright?"

"Oh my…"

"Hey, are you alright, Edward?"

Edward opened his eyes a little, his eyesight still blurry, and saw two people hovering above him. He couldn't make them out but he could tell one was a man and the other was a woman. They seemed to know him…

"Edward, can you hear me?" the man said, snapping his fingers at Edward's face.

Edward nodded slightly and a faint white showed in his sight to indicate a smile.

"Good! Solaris, he's alright…"

"That's wonderful…" the woman said, coming closer. "Did any of your children survive?"

Survive? he thought, wondering what she was asking him when he remembered that he had finally given birth. He moved his arms from under his jacket and groggily looked down. He was happy to still find the perfect and beautiful little girl he was holding.

"At least one survived…"

Edward felt strong arms come under him and lift him up, baby and all.

"Come on, kid, let's get you some place a lot better than this."

Edward didn't care anymore and let the darkness overtake him once more.


The next time Edward woke up, he sat up quickly, sweat covering his body, but he was surrounded by warmth and a blanket. He looked at the blanket in confusion and then at where he was, wondering where exactly it was. He touched his stomach and found it gone, the lives he was carrying gone from him. He remembered the two little lives he had lost and clenched his fists, saddened by their loss and his inability to care for them. He would remember them…

"Oh, you're up."

Edward turned and saw a woman about Roy's age come from the kitchen toward him. Not used to women (or other people) Edward immediately tried to wedge himself into the back of the couch. The woman smiled softly at him and stopped walking towards him.

"I guess you don't remember much of what happened, do you?" Edward shook his head. "You gave birth in the park… we found you behind a bench shivering under your own coat. You had a child in your arms…"

Edward looked around and then glared at the woman. She crossed her arms and smirked a little.

"Don't worry, she's safe and sound. I promise. My name is Solaris Hohenheim and I live here with my husband, Will. He'll be coming in shortly. Are you hungry?"

Edward thought about it for a moment and then nodded slowly. Solaris nodded.

"I have some eggs that I'm making for breakfast. How do you like them?"

Edward made a gesture with his hands and Solaris nodded.

"Scrambled?" Edward nodded. "Wonderful… you're not allergic to milk are you?" Edward made a face. He had never had a problem with milk that he could remember but the last time he tasted it at Roy's house, he decided that he hated the pasty white drink. "I'm just making sure since I put a little milk in my eggs."

It's already nasty enough and she wants to go and ruin a perfectly good meal with it? he thought. Solaris chuckled.

"You've never seen how eggs are made? You can't taste the milk at all, I promise. It's like when you make a cake, you can't taste the milk in that. Would you like to watch?"

Edward thought for a moment and nodded, moving the cover out of the way and slowly getting to his feet. He swayed a little, trying to adjust his new weight and size, and shuffled over to the kitchen where Solaris had walked back in to. This lady seemed alright, with her luscious black hair and keen blue eyes. Edward was enthralled to find that she had a little picture on her chest and stood a little closer to take a look at it.

He didn't realize he was touching her chest until she pulled back from him. He pulled back from her and blinked at her in confusion.

"What were you doing?" she asked with a bewildered look. He pointed to her chest and made a shape with his fingers. "Oh, you were looking at my tattoo?"

What's a tattoo? he thought and gave her a confused look.

"Tattoos are pictures that go into the skin by someone using ink. Like someone drew a picture into my skin and it won't come off."

"Well, look who's up and about now. Hey, Ed, did you sleep alright?" Edward heard behind him.

He looked and saw a tall man with dark blonde hair coming from a back room. He was holding something in his arms and Edward looked at the bundle. He pointed at it and looked up at the man.

"Oh, of course… We cleaned her up and fed her so she should be alright now." He said, handing the little bundle over.

Edward smiled and uncovered the blanket, a pair of beautiful blue eyes staring back at him from the tiniest face Edward had ever seen. He smiled big and touched her downy hair. She seemed content with him and he knew that nothing else mattered now, just her life.

"You're lucky we found you when we did. If we had been any later the weather would have gotten you both, but we got you both all warmed up and rested. I'm Will, by the way." The man said, holding out his hand.

Edward shook it and then looked between the two, confused as to their kindness and who they were.

Will could tell he was confused and looked over at his wife.

"Should we tell him?"

"I think it would be easier if we did…"

Will nodded and put his hand on Edward's shoulder.

"Edward… well… this is hard to say but, we're your aunt and uncle." Edward turned his head at that. "That means we are relate to you. Your parents were killed when that crazy man took you and in their will, we were given custody of you. We had no idea where you could be and thought that we would never find you again. We just so happened to be walking in that park and saw you and we thought it was a miracle come true."

Edward lifted an eyebrow at them. He made the notion for paper and Will grabbed a notebook.

If you were supposed to keep me then why didn't you look for me?

"We did search, but that crazy man had you hidden so well." Solaris said.

"We never stopped looking."

Then why didn't you come when they found me?

Will and Solaris looked at each other and hung their heads in shame.

"They had called us in when you were taken to the hospital and we were so happy to know you were safe. But when we saw what you were and that you were harboring life, we just didn't want to have the public shame. We wanted to keep the peace as best as we could. We were cowards." Will said.

"But after a while, we decided to never get that low again. You are our nephew and it didn't matter what happened to you, you were still related to us and we were responsible for you. We had to find you as quickly as possible and God must be shining on us, because now here we are, together as a family."

Edward really wasn't buying the story but it seemed like a more plausible idea than someone just taking him in off the street for no reason than empty words like 'safety' and 'home'. He had tried living in that happiness and although it was wonderful and a dream while it lasted, he knew deep inside that the blissful life he had been living was going to end someway, somehow.

"Do you know what you'll name your baby?"

Edward thought for a moment and then wrote it down on paper.

Nina.

"Nina… That's a nice name. Did you make it up yourself?" Edward shook his head and pointed to his ear. "You heard it?" He nodded. "Well, it's a fine name. Let me get to work on those eggs and you can get acquainted with your daughter for a little bit. We'll teach you how to care for her, so don't you worry about a thing, alright?"

Edward nodded and walked over to the couch, sitting on it and looking at the miracle he was able to produce, both with her life in general and her life at all. He could have lost her with the others, but she was tough. He honestly didn't really like the name Nina but Roy did. He had said that if he could ever have children, if he ever got married, he'd like to name his daughter Nina. It reminded him of a kind person and she should be treated with as much kindness as possible. Edward looked at his little girl, his Nina.

I'll make sure you're treated like a princess… just like Roy wanted. I wish you could have met him… he was a wonderful man. But maybe we'll have a new family to take care of us. Maybe… maybe we'll be alright with these people… my aunt and uncle… He knew his daughter couldn't read his mind and he leaned her up to kiss her forehead. I'll try my best to make you understand… I'll try to be the best I can be…


i don't know about yall but i put milk in my eggs to make them fluffy when i scramble them. maybe its a southern thing... so it looks like he's safe for now with his cute little daughter nina. daw...