(A/N) Remember that time I said i'd update weekly? Yeah, that was a good time.
Damn. I didn't mean to be gone this long this time. A whole month. I really hope Winry's not too mad.
Edward thought to himself worriedly as he made his way down the familiar old country road. All the while nervously fingering the tarnished silver band on his left hand. What good is a piece of metal anyway? She has no reason to keep someone like me around. He began to visualize her. Sitting on their bed. Probably nursing Eddie. God. I can't believe I've missed so much of his early life. But, I had to go. That girl- she would have died without my help. His thoughts whirled around in a tempest. The last thing he ever wanted was to be anything like his father.
Winry...Edwin, I'm sorry.
He swallowed, looking at the closed door of their house. Not bothering to knock. He'd get a concussion either way.
He couldn't hear anything. Oh no, what if she left? Maybe she got tried of waiting, and when to Central, or back to rush valley. He walked briskly around the lower level, not finding them anywhere. Without a sound he walked apprehensively up the stairs, pacing to her door.
He froze when he heard an unfamiliar sound. Music? Since when does Winry sing, like, well? Her shrill alto voice danced lazily a long an old folk melody. One familiar from their childhood. Amidst the notes, the moans of a sleepy toddler could be heard.
He pressed his ear to the door, certain she would stop once she learned of his presence.
"Over the hills and faraway. She prays he will return one day. As sure as the rivers meet the sea. Back in his arms she swears she'll be." Near the last line, her voice quavered. Dammit, don't cry! He threw the door open. She whipped her head up, eyes muddled with shock and a lethargic joy. "Ed-!" He embraced her as fully as he could without crushing the child in her arms.
"I'm back, Winry. I'm back. Please don't cry."
"I'm- I'm not- Ed-"
"You were crying through that song." He lifted his head, looking at her with heartbreaking worry.
Her eyes widened in embarrassment. "You-you heard me?"
"Yeah, I didn't know you sang-" Suddenly little Edwin Squirmed. Reaching a small pudgy hand to grab onto Ed's shirt.
"Dada You home, Dada?"
"Oh, my god. He talks." Ed's jaw dropped in astonishment. Edwin rubbing his eye sleepily.
"Momma. No be sad. Kay?" Round gold-olive eyes. An intense, innocent, soul-seeing gaze. That of a young, insightful child.
"Don't worry, Eddie." Winry crooned as she tussled his unkempt hair. "I'm not sad anymore." She nestled her head in Ed's shoulder, He pulled them both tightly into his arms.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to-"
"Ed, it's alright, just tell me it wasn't for nothing."
"I saved her life. A little girl. Her situation was so like Nina's- that-" She placed a finger to his lips.
"Shh. Eddie's trying to sleep now. Right, love?"
"...'Nuh wunna." He murmured through his slack face. Winry, with Ed in tow placed the child in his crib. She placed a had on his arm and looked at him.
"You don't need to explain it to me. I know that you can't live without doing something to fix your past mistakes. There's nothing I can do to stop you." They made their way to sit down on their bed. "Also, I don't want to stop you." She met his gaze. His baffled, entranced, gaze. "I love seeing you come home, overjoyed about some new discovery, or advancement. Ever since your mother died. Any joy, from you in particular, could just make my day. So, it's worth it, the waiting, in the end."
He smiled. "Thanks Winry. Sometimes I need to be reminded of that." He drew her into an embrace. "I missed you."
"It doesn't matter how long it is. Just come back." She kissed him sweetly, at first.
"You know, Ed." She broke away suddenly.
"Hm?"
"I think Edwin will need a younger sibling." She gave hive a coy smile. He began to blush, and sweat.
"Yeah...uh...s-sure thing."
(a/n)I pretty much have ADD and just forget about things that I promised. Sorry guys. Feel free to message me and bug me if I don't update. That would be appreciated.