Forevermore Sister

My Dear Edward and Alphonse,

Someday you'll find this box and look through it. You might even be upset about the contents within it as well. Just know it was never my wish for you two to grow up without knowing. But it was for the better. However, I never saw it.

I'm sure you've seen me in the garden digging and planting flowers on those warm summer days when you would come home from Winry's. Truth was, I was secretly remembering what it was like to hold my daughter, the one I cared for so much until you, Edward, came along. Then Alphonse, you were on your way when she left with your father.

I'm sorry, my sons, for never telling you when I had the chance. Just know that I still love you, and I always have, though my love has also gone to a third and has been with her ever since.

I hope that one day you both will accept this apology.

With all my love,

Your Loving Mother.

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Edward read the letter over and over again. By the second reading, he had forgiven his mother. But deep down, he wished someone would have told him before any of this had happened, before he made that mistake.

They had gone back to the place where they grew up and dug around the land. Al had found the box Skye had told Ed about and they brought it back to the Rockbell's to go through the contents. There was this letter on the very top of the contents, their mother's hand writing just as they remembered it. Al read the letters that Pinako received in the mail as Ed went through the box.

There was a picture of an actual family in there. It made him uneasy and slightly upset to see their mother in the picture with one hand on her stomach and the other on the shoulder of a very young Skye who was holding a bundle in her little arms with expert care. That bundle, he concluded, had to be him when he was not yet a year old. And behind his mother with his hand on her shoulder was Hohenheim.

There were a few other things in the box as well; pictures of Skye and their mother tending to Ed when he would cry, another of their mother holding a new-born Ed with a happy little Skye close by with a glass of water for her mother. There was even a picture of Skye as she played by the same road he, his brother and Winry played by when they were little.

At the very bottom of the box was a little statue that fit in the palm of his hand. It was of a cat, or so he thought, that sat on its hind legs licking its paw. It reminded him of the day he and Al transmuted little animals for their mother shortly before she got sick.

"Nii-san."

Ed was pulled from his train of thought by his brother's voice. He put the figurine down on the table and looked over to what Al was reading. It was one of the letters from Skye to Pinako, dated almost three years ago. Al passed the paper over to Ed and he took it and read through it. But he continued to stare at it long after he finished reading it.

"So…" he started, the realization finally hitting him. "That's what Envy meant." He set the paper down on the table and sat back, rubbing his face with his flesh hand. "She had a kid. Envy's out to get rid of us all for revenge against Hohenheim. Heh… now that's tragic."

"You shouldn't fun of it, Nii-san," Al stressed. Edward only downcast his gaze and sighed gently.

"I wasn't."

Al looked at Skye's birth certificate and calculated the dates on it. Using his fingers, he figured out how old their sister was.

"She would have turned twenty-one today," he told his brother. Ed took the paper and looked at it. Al was right; she would have had a birthday today. It was quite ironic how her death day was less than twenty-four hours before.

"Then that meant she had to be eighteen when she had her kid," he said.

"Actually, she was three weeks prior to eighteen when William was born."

The brothers turned their heads to the door where Pinako stood with her pip in hand. She came in and took one of the pictures from the box and looked at it, her own memories passing through her mind. She smirked a little before returning to her regular self.

"Don't dwell on it, boys," she said, replacing the picture in the box. "Move on and let her rest."

Ed and Al watched her as she left the kitchen and the two were in silence. Ed got up after a few minutes and went over to a drawer and opened it, retrieving a piece of paper and a pen and returned to the table. He wrote down something quickly and gathered the letters and placed them in the box. He nodded for his brother to follow and they made their way out of the house and back towards the land where they found the box.

Once there, Ed dug a new hole near a large boulder and placed the box in it and buried it again. He looked at the paper before he crumpled it and put it in a pocket and clapped his hands together. The light traveled into the stone and etched deep letters into the surface so that it would stay like that for years. He then took his State Alchemist watch and added a new date under the already existing.

This one was: 9.Apr.14

Al looked at the stony surface and felt oddly serene. Like this was the best they could do to give their sister justice in the world. Skye deserved it.

"C'mon Al," Ed said. "Mustang said there was a lead on a Philosophers stone. Let's go and get your body back."

"Right."

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Here lies the Memory of

Skye Serena Elric

1893 – 1914

Our Sister Forevermore

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