Here is the epilogue, the very last detail for this story TT^TT So sad! And happy too, because this is the first chaptered story that I finished on here XD

To make this chapter more emotional, I advise that you listen to the song "Why?" by Ayaka.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except my OCs and the plot.

A light breeze blew over the quiet graveyard, blowing a young man's ponytail around with it. His golden eyes stared down at the tombstone in front of him, face void of any emotion but eyes holding such a sorrowful shine. He clenched his eyes shut, recalling the scenario that had taken place just over a year ago, his heart strings pulling painfully when he remembered her bloody smile. Even when she was covered in blood and dying, she still managed to have a smile on her face. He missed it, wished that he could see it again besides in photographs. He longed to hear her voice again, feel her arms around him after a long day at work. It was painful, returning to a now empty home when he still remembers the companion he had just a year ago.

Edward Elric sighed deeply, opening his eyes once more. The grave in front of him was simple enough, but nicer looking than the ones that surrounded it. Not as much moss and grub covered the polished stone, and it was one of the few that had a bouquet placed atop it. They were lilies, white and pure, creating an even bigger sense of irony in that situation.

"Lilia Julian

Friend, Lover, and Daughter

You Will Be Missed"

Edward read those words repeatedly, agreeing with the last sentence greatly. She was missed dearly by everyone. Everyone at the hospital was devastated by the news; her patients hysterical when they heard that they're "angel in disguise" had left them. Everyone in the office missed her as well, and whenever she was brought up they would all try to remember all of the happy memories, instead of the sad ones. Alphonse and Winry refused to believe it at first, but when they finally reached Central it seemed like it had just slapped them in the face. Winry had only met Lilia a few times, but they still considered each other as a friend. Alphonse was fond of Lilia as well, since he was always grateful for the work she did to try and keep his brother alive.

The funeral was an even bigger mess. The mother requested that her daughter be buried out in the country where she now lived, making funeral plans a bit of a mess. In the end, it worked out, even if some people were unable to get there because of work or unable to catch a train. A good amount still came out, and none of those people left without some form of crying. Edward stayed strong throughout most of it, but when he got to the house where he was staying – with Lilia's mother – he just couldn't hold it anymore. To be surrounded by pictures of her throughout the many years of her life was just too hard.

"Oh! I didn't expect someone else to be out here!"

Edward turned at the voice, gold eyes meeting with sapphire. Feeling his stomach curling at the familiar eye color, he somehow forced a smile onto his face at the older woman. Her grey hair was pulled into a bun with a few strands coming loose here and there. Though she was well past their seventies by now, her face still had a bit of a young glow to it, holding not as many wrinkles as some would expect. On her body was a button-up white blouse, and some black slacks, with a jacket hanging off of her elbow. In her hands, she held a bouquet of spider lilies.

"Mrs. Julian..." Edward murmured, "It's nice to see you again."

"You too, Edward," The woman responded, giving him a soft smile. She moved past him, laying the bouquet next to his own and then raised her hands, giving a silent prayer. Once she was finished, she stood again, looking at the younger man, "How have you been?"

Edward shrugged. Honestly, he really didn't know. Everything seemed like it was going too fast, even though it had been a year. After Lilia's death (he refused to acknowledge the death of that maniac), everything just seemed like a blur. Everything eventually smoothed out for Edward, but that didn't mean that he was completely over it. He still had reoccurring nightmares of the event, and the paranoia of someone watching him had yet to go away. He was continuously fidgeting and nervous about some person just standing outside his window for the first few months after the incident, but he got better over time. Sure, he still checked over his shoulder constantly, but he wasn't obsessive with making sure that there was nobody following him. The only thing that still really struck him besides the paranoia he still had at reoccurring moments was the death of Lilia.

"I see," Mrs. Julian mused, smiling sadly, "You need to let it go, Edward. What's done is done."

Edward sighed, nodding his head, though he knew that he still had a while before he truly let it go. It was too hard, letting go of something that was once so precious to him. It was like everyone he got close to died on him.

"If you want, we can head down to the house and catch up," Mrs. Julian offered, attempting to lift the mood.

Edward shook his head, "I can't. I was only passing through and decided to come visit her grave..."

"I thought it was odd that you were wearing your uniform," Mrs. Julian commented, examining the navy blue uniform that he wore, "Well, it was nice seeing you nevertheless."

"You too," Edward smiled.

Mrs. Julian turned, but then stopped, looking back at Edward. She smiled, a sight that reminded Edward of Lilia's own grin, "You know, my daughter loved you very much. I still remember when she first realized her feelings; I couldn't get her to stop freaking out." Mrs. Julian paused to chuckle, shaking her head. "What I'm saying Edward is that she wouldn't want you to keep fretting over her death. You can still come and visit, but come a little happier next time, alright? I'm sure she'd enjoy seeing your bright, handsome face instead of the sad one you bear now." With that said, she left Edward with what she said, his jaw slack in slight shock.

After she was out of sight, Edward sighed for the millionth time that day, running a hand through his hair. He took one more glance at Lilia's name carved into the stone, before bending down to grab his suitcase sitting at his feet. He stopped in mid-bend, eyes rising to look at the figure now in front of him. When his eyes landed on their face, his breath hitched and his eyes widened.

Pale lips were curved in a sympathetic smile, dark hair blowing with the wind. Sapphire eyes were glossy with unshed tears, and soon Edward's were the same. He stood straight quickly, taking in the person's entire form, only to feel his stomach drop. They were there, but they weren't. Her form was partially see through, making it so that Edward could just barely see the scenary on the other side of her.

Edward's eyes proceeded to grow wider when they raised a hand to stroke his cheek, a familiar feeling he had yet to forget. Rising herself onto her tip-toes, she placed a soft kiss against Edward's lips, before resting her forehead against his. They both closed their eyes, smiling in bliss at the familiar actions. She whispered out some words, and when Edward opened his eyes, she was gone.

With a tight throat, a few tears managed to fall from his eyes, but he kept his smile. With his spirit lifted, he grabbed his suitcase in one hand and headed down the grassy hill, heading toward the train station to get back to Central before Mustang chewed off his head.

"Did you really think I would leave you, you idiot?"

I hope you enjoyed the story! I actually enjoyed Lilia as a character, but it'd be nice to hear if there is any Mary-Sue like qualities in her. If so, I'll make sure to fix it right away. I don't know how many more of you are confused by the stalker, but I had received one question. Whoever else if feeling confused, please make yourselves known so I can make some changes to make it more clear.

Who else felt bad for Edward by the end of this story?

Please review!