Author's notes: Sorry it took me so long to post this! I feel behind in my writing and started goofing off...Anywho; this chapter marks the beginging of what I hope is a more serious turn in this story - So enjoy your fluff while it lasts. And of coarse; A big thank you to everybody who reviewed! (And also thanks to those that just read - you guys are important too!)

Mustang continued to stare. "Are you happy?" He asked softly after a minute.

Riza looked down at the sparkling ring and bit her lip. "Yes." She whispered quickly.

Mustang reached out, hardly aware of what he was doing. He ran his fingers across her cheek and gently tilted her head up, tears were forming in her wine colored eyes and she avoided his gaze.

"Are you happy?" He asked again, this time his voice was so soft that is was scarcely more then a breath from his lips, turning to mist in the winter air.

Slowly, Riza shook her head. "No…" She swallowed, and for the first time that night - looked Mustang in the eye. "It's awful." She choked. "I can't break up with him, I can't run from him." She closed her eyes and took a shuttering breath. "I've tried…"

Roy let his arm fall naturally across her shoulders, and Riza relaxed slightly. She dabbed at her eyes with her feather boa, her mascara was running slightly and her checks were wet. One of the white downy feathers stuck to her face. Roy pulled it off and held it, Riza let out a chocked laugh and smiled slightly.

"RIZA!" A deep voice interrupted the comfortable silence, shattering it like glass. Both turned to see a tall blond man in an expensive pin-strip suit. A heavy set man stood behind him wearing sun glasses and a blank expression. They must have snuck up on them, the snow muffling their foot steps.

"Tony…" Riza pulled away from Mustang and looked down at her feet.

"Riza baby – what's this?" Tony asked through a thick accent. "I leave you here to do some honest work – I come back and you're smooching with another man!"

Riza cast a glance at Mustang out of the corner of her eye. "I wasn't smooching." She whispered. She clenched her fists, but didn't look up.

"Hon-eeey! I've been around the block a couple times – you think I don't know a cheater when I see one?" Tony crossed his arms and tapped his foot. "Now you can come clean and hope I'll forgive you – or you can keep lying. It's up to you."

Riza looked up. "I wasn't cheating…I - I was talking. This has gone on too long Tony – you need to start trusting me. That's what marriage is about – trust." Riza's tone quavered slightly, but she seemed to becoming more confident with every word.

"Trust?" Tony DeMancii laughed. A laugh that was cold and empty. "Riza, if that's what you think marriage is about – then you have been sorely misled." He looked across the man who stood next to him, the man nodded once and reached into his coat with his right arm.

Riza watched him nervously but didn't back down. With out looking away, she reached for Mustang's hand. Finding it, she clenched it tightly and with surprising strength.

Mustang knew instinctively not to speak. This was Riza's battle, he wasn't to intervene.

Riza took a deep breath, still holding onto his hand. "Tony – I want a divorce." She said. Her tone was as hard as steal, and her words were a command more then a suggestion.

Tony sighed in what he must have intended to be a sympathetic way. "I was hoping it wouldn't come to this baby. When we were married you promised 'Til death do us part' – and I'm afraid I'm just going to have to hold you to that."

Before Mustang could act – before he even had time to think – Tony nodded and the man next to him pulled out a gleaming Sid Sauer. There was a shot and Riza crumpled, still holding tightly to Mustang's hand.

Roy caught her before she could fall. Already Riza felt light and limp – like a giant rag doll. "I did it." She whispered triumphantly, her head resting on his shoulder. "For 7 years I've wanted to stand up to that man. I could never – " She stopped to catch her breath. "-never find the strength." She closed her eyes. Roy felt her grip on his hand loosen, and Riza's hand fell lifeless to her side.