January 12, 1917

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Present Day

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"I'll be going down today to make sure everything's set up at your grandfather's, then you, Maro and Mr Waters will follow and be there in five days, okay?" said Roy, shuffling his papers before shoving them into an already messy drawer.

Riza folded her arms across her chest and shook her head, "with all due respect, sir, I know you just want out of paperwork."

"Then you know me well," said Roy, grinning as he stood and leaned over to kiss her cheek, under the guise of picking up his fallen coat.

Riza mocked sighed, a small smile on her face, "I suppose I can cover for you," she said, shoulders drooping as though it would be some huge load for her to take on. In truth, she did most of his paperwork anyway.

"Perfect," said Roy happily, "I'll make it up to you, I promise."

"I don't doubt it," said Riza, rolling her eyes. "Go on, now, then- you can't delay much longer if you want to make it there by nightfall, as it's a little ways off."

"Don't I get a goodbye kiss?"

Riza just rolled her eyes and returned to her desk. "No, sir," she said firmly- putting a strong emphasis on the second word.

"You're no fun," he complained, walked over and ruffling Riza's hair –much to her horror.

Swatting at him with her left hand, while writing with the other, Riza made no reply and he knew he had lost.

"Bye, Rize."

"Goodbye, sir."

He left and Riza hid a sudden incontrollable giggle behind her hand, shaking her head at the closed door and smiling. She looked up as there was another knock, though- forcing her face straight, "come in?"

Fuery walked in and looked over to Roy's empty desk, "is the Colonel out?"

"He's gone on to my grandfather's farm to get things ready- is it important?" Riza asked, furrowing her eyebrows a little.

"Not really," said Fuery, "just a report he wanted done on a murder suspect- I can give it to him when he comes back."

Riza just nodded and Fuery was about to leave before Havoc bounded in, grinning, "so it's true? You and the chief are going on a romantic holiday to the countryside?"

"Don't be ridiculous," said Riza, rolling her eyes, and looking up for the sole purpose of catching the look on Havoc's face as she went on, "besides, we won't even be alone- my daughter is coming for the school holidays." The look Havoc gave her, at that, was absolutely priceless- definitely worth looking up.

"D-daughter?!"

Riza just nodded, looking back down and smiling to herself.

"You have a daughter, Lieutenant?!"

Riza nodded again.

"Since when?!"

"Twelve years and two days ago," she replied in a heartbeat.

"How come we've never met her?!" Havoc complained.

"I only met her again myself two days ago," Riza admitted, putting her pen down and looking up. "She's grown so much…"

Havoc dragged the Colonel's seat over to nearer Riza and sat down, Fuery deciding that, since he had already heard the story, he would leave.

"What happened?" asked Havoc.

"Shouldn't you be working?" asked Riza dubiously, though she knew from experience that it would dissuade him.

"Aww, come on, Lieutenant!" Havoc said, turning a very ineffective pair of puppy eyes on her. "Don't tell me you don't just feeling gushing about her the way Hughes did with Elysia."

"I'd never live it down if I let myself do that," said Riza, smiling grimly.

"Pretty please with sugar on top?"

Riza sighed, "her name is Maro-"

"Who's the father? Wait! Oh God!"

Riza flashed him a slightly irritated look, "what now?"

"If she's twelve, then you could'a only been 18 then!!"

"Your point?"

"Whoa! You're the last person I'd imagine a teenage mom!!"

"Her father and I were married," said Riza, glaring.

"Well what happened? You didn't shoot him, did'ja?"

It was a joke.

"He died."

Havoc blinked, then started gushing out apologies for touching on such a painful subject.

Riza silenced him almost immediately. "Please leave," she said, "I have work to do."

Havoc returned Roy's chair to behind his empty desk but didn't leaving, coming to stand before her. "I'm sorry, Hawkeye. Really."

Riza just shook her head. "It's fine…" she said, feeling a little sorry for the awkward position she had put him in and wanting to reassure him that she was okay. "I was never really alone- I always had Roy after all."

Havoc grinned at that and Riza knew she had made a mistake. "Yeah," said Havoc cheekily, "you always had Roy."

"Colonel Mustang," she corrected herself, rolling her eyes.

"Tell me, Lieutenant," he went on, back to his usual boisterous self, "just why is the Colonel coming with you and your daughter on this holiday?"

"Because he's lazy and he'll take any excuse to get away from his paperwork," said Riza blandly.

"I'm lazy too, but I'm not invited," said Havoc, not sounding at all put out- more amused.

Realizing what she'd gotten into when she'd confirmed the holiday with Havoc, Riza sighed, "If you really want to come, you can…"

"Nah," said Havoc, tapping the desk lightly, "I'd just be a third wheel- you two have fun, 'kay?"

Hating the suggestive tone in his voice, Riza took out her gun slowly, giving Havoc time to process the new information before clicking the safety off- he was gone in less than half a second. 'He's going to spread this whole "romantic holiday" theory all over headquarters…' she found herself thinking with a sigh, but when it came down to it, she found that it didn't really matter what he said- she wanted Roy to be there. He was an important part of her already broken family and she wasn't going to leave him behind.

Note: I warn you, I have plans for both great fluff and great drama in the future, lol -Rissy