Why hello there! For anyone who loved/liked 'One Mission Failed' here is a little treat for you! WOOOH! I wrote this to mark my 2year Anniversary on DA, but seeing as you guys like the fanfic just as much, I thought I would posted it here too... I hope this is as good as the other chapters!

Enjoy!

Epilogue

It has been two years since the Lieutenant died protecting the Colonel. Mustang was never the same since that day. Some days he couldn't live with himself and Havoc had to stop him from jumping off a bridge. It had taken him just over a year to become adjust to not having her around. He didn't even want a new lieutenant otherwise he felt like he had replaced her, and there was no one who could ever replace what she was. Her friendly yet feisty attitude to work and her caring nature to her colleges.

Her funeral was taken place a week after her death. Mustang was just about able to stand as he expressed how much she meant to him and how much strength he has given him over the years. Other people spoke out about how much they would miss the Lieutenant, but Mustang couldn't take it in. He still didn't want to believe she was gone. She was too strong to leave him behind. Once she had been buried, Mustang remained behind after the ceremony and just spoke to her stone like she was still there.

As Mustang walked up to her grave stone, he could see that some other fresh flowers had already been placed. He crouched down and placed his ten roses at the top of the pile. He placed his hand on the head stone and brushed his fingers against her name.

"I can't believe it's been two years, Riza. It only seems like yesterday. I won't stop blaming myself, even if you are cursing at me. I suppose we are as bad as each other." He gave a tiny chuckle and continued talking. "Black Hayate is doing well. He still misses you as well. He found someone and they have had four puppies. One was a girl so I named her Riza, that way it seems like you are still around. I know, it sounds stupid, but it comforts us both."

Mustang started to break down.

He didn't stop until he felt a hand rest against his shoulder. He turned his head to see Havoc standing over him.

"How you doing Colonel?" He asked.

"As well as I will ever be. I just still can't believe it's been two years."

"I know, but I don't think she would want you to dwell on the past and become depressed. She would want you to keep your head high and remember about your ambitions. You can't give up on becoming Fuhrer."

"You're right. Plus we have to get ready for tomorrow. We are all being sent into the battle field."

"Yeah, Creta have decided to invade the West. Come on, before that though, let's go drink."

They both sat down the pub for a few hours and drank away remember all the times with the Lieutenant. They only brought up the happy memorise as they knew that is what she would have wanted. It was just after eleven at night that they eventually went home. Mustang opened the door and found Riza running towards him and bouncing around his feet. He picked her up and just laid on his bed with her standing over him. That was the last thing he saw. He had drifted to sleep.

The next day rose and he found Riza still sleeping at the end of the bed. He smiled and staggered to the kitchen. He placed all the food down for the dogs and found something for himself. He took one glance back at his house and locked the door. As he looked out the door, Havoc had pulled up in a car waiting for him.

"Morning Colonel." He shouted out the window.

"Morning Havoc."

"Let the war commence."

They both drove to the head quarters and found about ten dozen cargos. They were all assigned in groups to each cargo to be sent out to the west. It took them just over a day to get there and when they did, it looked like hell. It was like the Ishval massacre, but worse. Everyone was designated to an area and they were ordered to kill anyone who protested or attacked the military.

Days had passed like this. One day the Colonel was killing tens of people, he next it was less than fifty. The Colonel started to wonder how long this would go on for. It had already lasted seven months prior to when he came.

Several days had passed now and the Colonel was almost at breaking point. He knew this was his job, but it had been over two years since the last war. He had adjusted to being in his office.

He found himself paroling the streets. It had seemed quiet; he thought that any protesters had finally given up. He walked further into the main battle ground and found it deserted. There was a niggling thought at the back of his mind. He kept turning round on the spot to check for any attackers, but none. He started to walk away when he heard three rounds of bullets being fired and then a sharp pain in his chest. He grabbed him chest and his legs became weak and gave way under his weight. He weakly moved his hand and saw his glove was crimson, just like his hospital clothes the day Hawkeye was killed. His breathing became slow and his vision was becoming blurry and dark. He knew he had a few seconds left. Eventually his eyes had closed for good.

"Colonel."

He could hear a familiar voice, one that he hadn't heard in a while.

"Colonel, you can wake up now."

He slowly crept his eyes open to see a pair of amber eyes staring at him. He opened his eyes more to reveal long blonde hair.

"Hawkeye, is that you?" He said weakly.

"Yes, Colonel." She gave him a smile and placed a hand in front of him. He stretched out his arm and allowed her to help him to his feet. He took a moment to absorb what he was seeing. It was actually Hawkeye and she looked beautiful as ever. She was in a short white dress which had lace detailing.

Mustang quickly ran at her and wrapped his arms around her. He had no intention of letting her go. He had lost her once and he was not letting her go again.

"I've missed you so much Riza." He spoke softly into her ear.

"I've missed you too, but all your conversations you had with me kept me going." She replied.

They pulled away and Mustang continued to talk.

"You could hear that?"

"Everyone word. I even walked into the office a few times to see you all."

"Thank you."

"But I think we need to talk about the bridge incident."

The Colonel began to sink; he knew where this was going.

"I'm sorry Riza. I was weak. I couldn't bear being apart from you."

"It's ok. I'm glad I managed to get Havoc there in time."

"What do you mean?"

"I may have lead him in that direction."

"I love you so much."

They both smiled at each other and the Colonel pulled Hawkeye into another embrace but lightly placed his lips against hers and gently caressed them.

"It took you long enough." Hawkeye whispered.

"It was worth it."

The Colonel pulled back into another kiss and finally, his heart was at peace.

Ta da! Now this is truely the end of this fanfic. Thank you so much to all the people who have read and reviewed this fanfic, It has truely meant so much to me, especially as this was my first multi-chapter fanfic.

This is Rinslet-Walker signing out for 'One Mission Failed'

*salutes*