~!WainGuy?~ here with the epilogue of Pregnancy! This is the end of the story but there might be a sequel to it. I'll let you guess know in the story's summary. So without further ado, let's roll! Sorry that it's short.

Disclaimer: I don't own FMA but I own the plot as well as Maisy and George!

Warning: Short.

*BE sure to be in a well lit room and are comfortable when reading. Enjoy~!

Pregnancy
by WainGuy

Edward looked at the small being wrapped in the soft, pink cotton blanket in his wife's arms. The little girl was sound asleep, little hands gripping her mother's long, calloused fingers. Riza smiled tiredly at the little girl she held in her caring arms, before she looked at her husband that stared at them with a smile.

"She's a pretty little girl isn't she?"

Edward looked at her and brushed a lock of her hair away with his cold metal hand. "Yeah, that she is."

"What do you think we should call her?"

Edward thought for a moment before he smiled softly. "How about Maisy? I think it would suit her, What'cha think?"

Riza smiled back, "I think it'll be just fine."

~X-x-X~

A few days later...

"... She wished with all her might that Sparkle was her very own," Edward read to the little baby on his lap. The little girl gurgled a giggle and tapped the book with both her chubby fists, admiring the colors and pictures.

"Edward, are you reading her that story again?" Riza asked as she looked from the doorway, her blue night-dress on.

Ed chuckled and shrugged. "She seems to like this story a lot. Think she'll like horses when she gets older?"

The baby giggled and grabbed his automail finger, holding it and staring at it with her golden hazel eyes. She stuck it in her mouth leaving baby drool all over the metal appendage. Ed made a face while Riza laughed.

"I think your metal finger is the best pacifier there is for here. Come on now, we've got to put her to bed then. Finish your story and tuck her in, I'll see you in bed."

Ed smirked, "So, I'm not on the couch anymore?"

"That can be arranged if you like it so much."

"Hm... As appealing as it sounds, I'd rather take the bed, thank you very much."

Riza walked away and Ed turned to the next page and continued reading to his little girl, "Carrie woke up with a start. Rubbing her eyes..."

~X-x-X~

A few years later...

"Daddy! Help me; the evil dragon took my cookie away!"

"My name's George! Not dragon! And," a boy of five said, "there are a lot more cookies on the table!"

The little girl of five huffed and glared at the dark haired boy with greenish-gold eyes who happily munched the cookie out of existence.

Edward Elric chuckled as he looked at the two children. One was his daughter, little Maisy, and the boy was George Hughes, son to one Maes Hughes.

"So, Ed, enjoying fatherhood now?"

The younger of the two men laughed, "I've been enjoying it ever since she managed to use the toilet on her own. How about you and your son?"

The man sighed, "He's a handful but he can be nice. And somehow he's into figure skating... I fear what will happen to him if he chooses to pursue it. Well, I'll still be proud of him."

Ed snorted into his drink and watched as his little girl ran after the dark haired boy. Well, hopefully the birthday boy wouldn't be killed.

~X-x-X~

Another few years later...

"Dad! Can I go to the school trip please? I already asked mum but she said that it was up to you so can I?"

"Hand it here and we'll see," he said and placed a hand out. Maisy placed the paper into his hands, crossed her fingers and held her breath. Wow, she must really want to go on this trip then.

He read through it. It was a camp, it was for three days and two nights, food and all provided. He quirked an eyebrow and looked at his daughter. "Why would you want to go on this trip?"

"I want to go because my friends are going and they're going to teach us about leadership and stuff like that. So can I please go dad?"

He thought for a moment and looked at his wife. She just gave him a wink and a smile before attending to the flowers.

He gave in. "Alright you can go."

The young nine year old squealed in joy before she hugged her dad and mum. After that she sprinted to the phone to tell her friends about being allowed to go.

Ed flipped the newspaper and smiled. He was having a good life after all the shit he'd been through and he only thought about one thing. It was sure as hell worth it.

~X-x-X~