(two months later)

"Damnit, Edward! Can you not just act like a decent husband and do some cleaning-up around the house for me? I am nine months pregnant! I can't keep this house kept up by myself!"

"'Decent husband'? 'Decent husband'? Who bought this house for us, Winry? Who fixed it up? Who is working a desk job with outlandish hours for the Army to support his family? I am, Winry! I'm the one who is working my ass off every day just so our child can be born into a decent life! I'm human, I get tired after working so damn hard!"

This wasn't their first fight. They had fought like this over the same things over and over again in the past.

Winry burst into tears and collapsed on the couch. At the sight of his wife's tears, Edward was immediately sorry. he sat down next to her and wrapped his arms around her heaving shoulders and rested his chin on her head.

"C'mon, Win. I'm sorry. You're right, I need to start acting like a man. I need to take better care of my wife and child." She resisted his hug at first but after hearing his soft words she gave in. She leaned into his strong chest and cried.

"Shh, sweetheart, it's alright. The fight is over, let it go." He rubbed her back soothingly and kissed the top of her head.

"I-I'm s-still angry." Her sobs interrupted her words.

"Win, Hun, I said I'm sorry…."

"I-I don't c-care! We always end up like t-this, apologizing and m-making up. B-but then we always fight about the same stuff again. We're ab-bout to bring a child into the world, Edward. W-we can't raise a healthy child l-like that." She was right but her words burned like a knife in his chest. Before he could respond, she spoke again.

"I'm going to b-bed." She stood and wiped her eyes. Ed stood to follow her to their bedroom but she stopped him with a soft hand on his chest. "I think it's best if you s-slept in the guest room…."

Ouch. "O-oh…. alright." He figured she was going to say it but that hadn't prepared him for it. Although the guest room was just a short way down the hall, it felt like miles. Ever since Winry had gotten pregnant, they hadn't spent a night apart.

"Goodnight," she sniffled as she kissed his cheek and walked to their bedroom. When he heard the door shut, it was like a slap to the face. Without anything else to do, he walked past his own room and down the hall to the guest room. He threw himself on the bed, not bothering to take off his day clothes before falling asleep.

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Winry awoke with a start from yet another nightmare. She immediately felt pain radiating from her belly. And the bed was wet. She took a split second to piece everything together before she let out a squeal. She was going into labor. Her water must have broke while she was sleeping. She clambered out of bed to get to the door so she could call for Ed. She took two steps and a wave of pain hit her. It was so intense she fell to the ground in tears. She couldn't reach the door and the pain was almost paralyzing. She did the only thing she could do, she screamed.

Down the hall, Edward was having a hard time sleeping. At first he had slept without a problem but as the night stretched on, he tossed and turned, unable to shake the nervous feeling he had. Right as he was about to close his eyes again, he heard Winry scream. He leapt out of bed and bolted down the hall, reaching the bedroom door in a few seconds flat. He yanked the door open and what he saw brought him to his knees.

He saw his weeping wife, holding her belly in terror as she bled onto the floor.

"W-Winry…. What the hell….?" His voice was barley above a whisper as it broke in fear.

"Baby…. is here…." she whimpered, partly from fear and partly from pain.

"Y-you're bleeding…." He held onto her and helped her off the floor, away from the blood. The smell of the blood was enough to make him sick and the sight of it was scaring him half to death.

"Call the doctor," she begged.

Edward walked her to the bathroom closest to the living room. "Sit on the toilet, I'll call the hospital." In a matter of two minutes, Edward had called for an ambulance and was back by his wife's side, comforting her and reassuringly rubbing her belly. It took all she had not to scream and to just keep breathing. After another minute, she heard the wail of the ambulance's siren.

Edward helped her up and when they opened the front door, the two men from the emergency car helped her onto a stretcher and into the ambulance. Soon enough, they were on their way to the hospital.