Disclaimers and Warnings: My name is not Hiromu Arakawa; therefore, I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist or any of the characters, although I wish I owned Ed!!! This fic is pure EDxWIN and some RoyxRiza if you don't like the pairings don't read!

Scars of Germany

Every time Ed came to the Rockbell residence, he had new scars. He would strip down to nothing but his boxers and sit for an automail check, and Winry would glance at the scars. She always worried about him, and seeing the scars that he gained made her sick. One day she finally got up the courage to ask him.

"Edward, where do you get all of these scars?" There was a pause. Winry glanced up at Ed to make sure he was listening. His nose buried in an alchemy book. Little did Winry know Ed had heard her he was just trying to think of the best way to answer. The last thing he wanted was her crying or worrying more. "Edward, I know you heard me." Winry demanded. Ed peered over the top of his book his eyes deep with sorrow. This startled Winry, for Ed had never looked at her like that. In fact, she had noticed it was rare that he would directly look at her. She cocked her head to one side as if to say 'what' or 'well, what's the answer'. Ed sighed deeply.

"They are from fights." Ed stated plainly, as he went back to his book. Winry stared at his eyes; they were not moving from side to side they were stuck in one spot. She knew he was using the book to hide his face. Ed wasn't really reading. She took her wrench, placed it in the bind of the book, and pulled down. Ed quickly looked up to see what she was going to do with the wrench. Their eyes met and locked. Winry felt a blush spread across her cheeks. Her eyes soon shot down to her lap. She caught glimpse of Ed shaking his head and shutting the book.

"Why are you hiding everything from me? I want to help, Edward, I do! But, the problem is you never let me in, and how can I help if you don't let me help?"

"What if I don't want your help?" Ed said getting up. Just as Ed hadn't been reading his book, Winry hadn't been working on his automail. Winry sharply gasped and stood up behind Ed. Her wrench clattered to the ground. Ed spun on his heels and stared back at her reddening face. Tears rimmed her now puffy eyes and she began to sob violently. She buried her face in her hands and her shoulders shook from the quick, sharp breaths she was taking in. Ed cocked an eyebrow at this; he didn't expect her to bawl at what he said. Then again, he realized what he did say. 'What if I don't want your help?' Ed felt his stomach tighten as he moved closer to her. "Hey, hey, I didn't mean that the way it sounded. It's hard for me to just talk about my problems, that's the way I am." Ed explained. Winry now had her hands cupped over her mouth and nose. She looked at him with puppy eyes, her bangs were in her face. With his left hand, Ed brushed her bangs away from her face; she laid her head on his chest and closed her eyes. At first, Ed was uncomfortable then he moved his hands to her lower back and held her steady as she wept silently.

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Winry knocked on Ed's door lightly. There was no response.

"Edward?" She cracked the door open and peered in. Ed was sitting on the bed looking out the window. He was halfway dressed, in his leather pants. Ed had his back to her and Winry gasped. Ed turned and looked at a blushing Winry.

"What is it?" Ed asked casually. Before he had disappeared the first time, he would have yelled at her for invading his privacy. Now he didn't seem to mind her barging in.

"That scar!" She had spotted a scar right above his pant line that she hadn't noticed before. It stretched from below his belly button to the middle of his back. It was a thick line, not a sliver like the others scattered over his torso. Winry made her way to the bed and ran an index finger over it. Ed jumped at her cold finger on his warm skin. "Where did this come from?" Winry asked worriedly.

"The Gestapo." Ed stated in a whisper. Winry didn't quite understand the whole concept of 'the other side' so she asked as many questions as she could.

"Who are the Gestapo?" Winry asked in a whisper also, she didn't want to ruin the moment.

"A police force looking for trouble. Over there it is like a mirrored image of this world. There is a Munich Alfons, Hughes, and Gracia…" Winry cut off Ed.

"A Winry?"

"Yes, there was a Winry."

"Was?"

"Yes, when I first saw her I thought it was you. I called out 'Winry' and she turned. She was a mechanic just like you. She had promised me some new limbs. We were walking to her apartment to work on the limbs when Gestapo men stopped us. 'Winry Rockbell?' They had asked, she nodded. The one who had spoken pulled out a gun. I reacted quickly and punched one of the members out as a distraction. Another Gestapo member pulled a double-edged knife on me. I then tried to block the gunman but I was too late. He shot her in the forehead and left us both for dead. Munich Winry died instantly, the bullet penetrated her skull and went into her brain. I collapsed and screamed in excruciating pain. I then fainted out of loss of blood. I awoke in Alfons's apartment." Winry's face twisted in confusion.

"Does her death affect my life?" Winry asked now massaging Ed's shoulders. She understood how hard it must have been to talk about that.

"No, it just makes it to where you can go to the other side now. You may wonder why I rarely look you in the eye ever since I got back. That's because I see you with a gunshot wound between the eyes. I'm sorry if that upsets you." Ed said glancing over his shoulder at her. She smiled at him.

"I understand now. I need to apologize for jumping to conclusions too much."

"No, I'm just hard to understand sometimes." Ed returned the smile. Winry shut her eyes as Ed turned and kissed her softly. They pulled away and Winry's eyes shot open, a look of shock covered her face as if she didn't expect him to kiss her. The look soon faded as she kissed him back. He gave in to her and they held the kiss for a long time.

"Anything else happen in Germany you want to tell me about?" Winry said suddenly. She had him right where she wanted him.

"I fell in love with a tomboy." Ed's voice trailed off as soon as the word tomboy was out.

"That girl you taught?" Surprisingly Winry didn't seem mad.

"Yeah…" Ed said uneasily. "The odds that she can find me here are none in one hundred."

"Are you sure."

"Yes." As soon as Ed said this, he remembered that he told Victoria about Marco. 'Great.' Ed thought.

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That night a storm raged outside. A crack of light entered Ed's bedroom Ed opened one eye.

"Edward, can I sleep in your bed?" The familiar voice said. Ed smiled. The two had always done this before Ed disappeared. It seemed that the only thing Winry was truly afraid of was a storm. Ed knew this from childhood when Al and he used to sleep over.

"Yeah sure." Ed said groggily. He was tired but he didn't mind Winry's company.

Authors note: I know it's been a long time since I updated but exams are this week so I've been busy. But don't worry I'll be updating quicker I promise!

-Victoria