A/N: Well, folks, that's all I have. Thanks for reviewing!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this entire story. I also don't own the song that I used in chapter. Although, I did change it up a bit to match the story better. Oh, and since someone asked, the song is called Summer Again by The Afters. Again, I clarify that I DID change the song up. (mostly because the song talks about a girl instead of a boy XD)

Epilogue

I Remember When

I'm watching the green give into gold as summer becomes October's cold.

Gravity begs for one final hug, it drops in as it gives it to him.

Edward looked up at the wintry sky as a few flakes of snow began to fall. He inhaled the frigid air as the wind tousled his blonde bangs.

Traces of light linger around as laces of white fall to the ground.

The softest of sounds for the heaviest things and the pain that it brings.

He looked down at the tombstone that now accompanied his mother and father's. He closed his amber eyes, trying to picture his little brother's face in his mind, struggling to remember the smile that was always on Al's lips.

"Edward . . ." A gentle voice said from beside him.

Winry quietly sidled up to stand next to him, placing a hand the small of his back.

Edward looked down at her and smiled.

As he falls I try to catch him for one last touch of warmth from summer.

As one thing leaves to become another again.

I remember when.

"I'm doing better than you would think, Win."

"Good," she answered.

A moment passed and Edward whispered, "I never thought his life would end this way."

Don't remember the day, he started to fade.

The ground felt chill as he gave it away.

A whisper–A sigh, for the time that he passed.

But this winter won't last.

Winry nodded her head in agreement.

"He was such a light to everyone, it seems shameful that he couldn't have spent more time on earth and spread it to more people than just you and I," Edward stated.

As he falls I try to catch him for one last touch of warmth from summer.

As one thing leaves to become another again.

I remember when.

"I think his life will touch many more people through us. He touched our lives first and we can only respect his life by initiating his attitude towards life in our everyday actions," Winry responded.

The days were warm and we wore them like skin.

Now I feel the effects of October again.

Edward put an arm around Winry's shoulder and he whispered, "You're exactly right."

"And you were right about something, too, Edward," Winry said, looking up at him.

"What's that, Win?"

"He was such a light to everyone."

Edward blinked, "Yeah?"

"I know why God took him from us then . . ."

"Why?"

I'm watching the green give into gold as summer becomes October's cold.

"God must have needed him to be an angel."

A word from Gabe: Tada! There you are, people! Hope you enjoyed my story!