Colonel Mustang and First Lieutenant Hawkeye,

You're going to think I'm out of my mind, but I can't help but be curious. Al and I finally were in town to see Teacher, and when we dropped by her house, a little blonde-headed three year old answered the front door.

Said three year old was bound and determined to explain just what, exactly, she was doing at Teacher's house. Said three year old was quite excited to see 'Uncle Ed' and 'Uncle Al', though how she even knew who we are is beyond me. She practically dragged us inside, ignoring Teacher calling to ask who was at the front door, and ushered us to the sitting room, where she placed two photographs into my lap.

She looked familiar. Those eyes and the color of her hair. The features seemed unusual, but those eyes; the same distinct amber color of First Lieutenant Hawkeye's eyes, at that. I didn't realize it until I recognized the connection in the eyes, but then it struck me. Particularly as the little girl was pointing excitedly at the picture she was holding.

'The mommy who carried me in her tummy,' she called you.

'The mommy who takes care of me is your Teacher!' she told me. 'But this is the mommy who carried me in her tummy.'

If she hadn't said it with the brightest smile I'd ever seen, the statement would've been sad. Even still, I think it was.

I didn't even have to look at the picture, not anymore. I remember having to stop by your office and overhearing Havoc and Breda talking about the First Lieutenant being pregnant. I remember how disturbing the thought was at the time, but when someone mentioned how it had happened, I felt guilty for judging the situation so quickly.

And then here I was, in the sitting room of my Teacher's home, with First Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye's child sitting on my lap, chattering away about the 'mommy who carried me in her tummy' and why that mommy couldn't take care of her.

I really didn't believe what I was hearing.

'I want to write the mommy who carried me in her tummy a letter. But I can't write and I don't know where she is at. Do you know?'

And I do know. Of course I know.

I spent the rest of the afternoon transcribing a letter for her.

She looks good. Healthy. Teacher keeps her active, and she actually looks a lot like you. It's the eyes that give it away. If you're really looking, you can't miss the distinction. She's small, but not unusually so. She's very enthusiastic, but she's pretty intelligent for her age. Hard working; she loves to cook and though Teacher didn't allow it she wanted to make us cookies.

Al and I have been here for almost three days now, and I still can't help but stop and do a double-take when I see her, wherever she is in the house. Al told me it seems strange, how things have worked out the way they did. He also asked that I send his regards. And, as he's pointed out, a belated congratulations on your engagement. It's about time, you know. At least that's what I think.

I enclosed her letter.

She wanted me to tell you myself, that she's glad that you're the mommy who carried her in your tummy. She didn't say why. But that's what she wanted you to know.

-Sincerely,

Edward Elric

Dear Mommy,

I love you.

I'm glad you're the mommy who carried me in your tummy.

I want to meet you one day so I can see you really for real. Please come visit me.

Love love love love love,

Theresa

PS: Love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love. Tell the doggy in your picture I say hi too!

So this is really the end of all of the story. The epilogue is up. You know, I've had this epilogue written since about...well, definately since the story was at least halfway done, if not earlier than that. Sometime shortly after I wrote the part where Riza decided she couldn't keep the child, I wrote this epilogue. It's a part of why you never see Edward and Alphonse in the story. Originally, I was going to have one of them reccomend Izumi as the adoptive mother.

Who caught the Royai in this chapter? If you missed it, I shall be forever sad.

Thanks, you guys, for sticking me all the way through. Now the "bonus material" is coming up: omakes and deleted scenes. Stay tuned! They'll be posted in this story.

Please leave me a review, since this really is the end of the story in every way.