"Riza!" Mustang cried out as he busted through the doors of the hospital.

"Fuhrer!" the nurse behind the counter replied, "Your wife is in the intensive care unit and your son is with Lieutenant Ross in the waiting room. He is-"

Roy didn't even let her finish before he darted off to find his wife. He couldn't convey all of the emotions that were piled inside of him. Sorrow, anger, fear…

"Maes, are you okay?" Maria asked, patting the boy's back as they sat in the waiting room together.

The young boy had some bandages wrapped around him, covering the small scratches from the accident. He had escaped, barely injured thanks to his mother's bravery. If she hadn't used her body to shield him, who knows what could have happened to the boy.

Maes sniffed. He had finally calmed down from screaming, but he still continually asked for his mother. He wiped his eyes as he asked Maria once more, "Where is mommy? Is she okay?"

Ross frowned. She didn't exactly know how to reply to Maes about that. She didn't know if she was okay, and she couldn't just lie to him. What if something had happened? Then she would feel terrible for giving the boy false hope. "I'm sure the doctors are doing the best they can…" she replied then looked at the other side of the room, "Look, Maes. There are some toys. Let's play until your dad gets here."

The boy nodded and stood, walking to the other side of the room with Maria.

"Where is she?" Roy exclaimed, shoving his way through the intensive care unit.

People were stopping to salute to him, "Your Excellency!"

"Tell me where my wife it!" He demanded in response.

One doctor stepped forward, a clipboard in his hands, "Right this way, sir." he spoke, leading the Fuhrer over to one of the rooms, "I must tell you…she is stable, but don't excite her too much…"

Roy didn't care what the man had said. All he wanted to do was see his wife and know that she was okay. He opened the door and quickly walked in, seeing her lying on a bed, bandaged up and breathing slowly. He felt his eyes fill up with tears as he stood, looking down at his wife, completely broken.

Tear drops slid down his cheeks as he whispered, "Riza…" One slid from his chin and landed on her hand.

Her eyes slowly opened. Her vision was blurred but slowly came into focus as she saw the image of her husband standing next to her come into focus. "Where is Maes?" she asked, her voice slow and weak.

He slowly nodded, tears still running down his face. "He is with Lieutenant Ross in the waiting room…"

"Is he okay?"

Roy nodded again, closing his eyes.

She smiled weakly, "Thank goodness…"

He shook his head, taking his hand gently in his, "I can't believe how lucky you were…it was so fortunate that Ross and Brosh happened to be walking by…" He looked into her eyes, "How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine." she replied.

He took a sigh of relief, "I was so terrified when they told me…" Roy closed his eyes momentarily and opened them again, "I understand now how you felt that night I almost died all those years ago."

"I swear if you try and leave me like that night I am going to shoot you." she joked.

He tried to laugh but just found himself crying again.

"Don't cry…" she whispered, trying to lift her free arm. Her movements were slow, but she managed to wipe a tear from his cheek. She smiled at him, "We are all okay…and that is what matters."

Roy looked at her again. "I was so scared…" he whispered, taking the hand that had his tears running down it and kissed her knuckled softly, "I never want to come that close to losing you again…"

Suddenly, Maes came bursting through the door. Tears in his eyes as he ran over to his mother. "Mommy!" he cried out as he grabbed her bed sheets.

Ross and Brosh came running in after, "Maes! Come ba-" the two stopped and saluted, "Your Excellency!"

Roy arose and looked at the two, wiping his eyes quickly. "Thank you." he told them, "Your actions are appreciated greatly."

The two smiled, "You don't need to thank us, sir." Maria spoke, "Anyone would have known that was the right thing to do."

Riza looked at her son, brushing his hair gently with her hand. He looked up at her, a smile suddenly crossing his face, "Mommy! You're okay!"

She smiled at her son, "Yes…I am alright. Just a few things broken. Are you feeling okay?"

He nodded, tears in his eyes, "Aunt Maria took care of me!"

Riza looked over at the two, "Thank you…"

They nodded, "Any time."