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(1 month later)

"Hey Riza, you're not pregnant yet, are ya?" Havoc asked jokingly.
"Are you kidding me? I feel like I'm carrying a watermelon," I responded. [Havoc's jaw dropped and the cigarette fell out of his mouth.
"I'm sorry. I had no idea," he stammered as he collected himself. "Congratulations, though. When are you due?"
I laughed, "I'm just messing with you Havoc! I'm not pregnant."
"That was a horrible joke!" he said with a delayed laugh.
"Sorry… it's good to see you again," I said with a smile.
"It's nice to see you, too, Riza. You must be so proud now that Roy is becoming Fuhrer."
"Yeah, who would have thought he'd actually make it to the top?"
"I know you had no doubt that he would make it."
"Of course," I replied confidently. "So, any luck finding a girlfriend?"
His eyes dropped, not really wanting to answer the question. "Not as good as I hoped. There was one girl…she's a nurse. But, she said that smoking kills and that she didn't want to date me unless I stopped."
"Yes, well, Roy and I already told you that you should quit," I said. Suddenly there was a tap on my shoulder. "Rebecca!" I said after I looked to see who it was.
"Hey, Riza!" she said, smiling as she hugged me. "So, your good-for-nothing boss is now ruling the country, eh?"
"So it seems."
"Well, now the country is definitely going to hell." she said teasingly. Havoc gave her a dirty look. "I'm joking," she assured him.
I heard the doors of the fuehrer's room open and shut. As I turned to look, Roy lifted me up and kissed me.
"Hey," I said smiling
"Hey!" Roy said beaming as he leaned in to kiss me again.
"Eww!" Rebecca exclaimed in mock disgust.
Roy laughed. "Does this bother you?"
He pulled me as close as he possibly could and practically devoured me. Rebecca made a gagging noise.
"That's what she did, alright."
"Nice one, Havoc," Roy chuckled.
"Thank you, sir."
Roy nodded, "So… shall we go to the party?"
"Yes, we should, sir," I said as I pulled away from him and quickly grabbed his hand.
"Sir?" he questioned as we started walking. I merely smiled back.

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We heard a lot of talking as we reached the door. Roy slowly pulled the door open and everyone turned their heads t'wards us and there was some murmuring.
Holy crap there are so many people.
"Fuehrer Mustang, would you like wine or champagne?" asked a butler.
"Champaign's fine," he said. He then looked over at me. "…And one for Hawkeye, as well."
"But-"
"No 'buts'. You will have a drink with me," he ordered gently, his eyes softening. "Please?"
I sighed and took a sip. "Are you happy?"
"Very." he nodded.
We walked up to or dinner table where Roy was also to give a speech. Roy seemed calmer than I would have been. I sat on Roy's right, Havoc and the team were to the other side. Rebecca was mingled somewhere in the crowd. Roy cleared his throat looking into the crowd and the remaining noise ceased.
"Good evening, I hope you are all having a good time tonight."
He looked around again before he proceeded to give an inspired and moving speech to the party-goers. As the crowd's applause died down, he added, "Thank you. It has been hard work getting here, and I would not have been able to get here without the help of my friends and comrades. I would like to give a special thanks to Falmon, Breda, Fury, Havoc, and the former Fuehrer Grumman. I would also like to thank the late Maes Hughes, who was an amazing friend…" Roy looked down, momentarily overcome with emotion, before looking up to continue. "He would have been proud if he had been here today. Lastly, I would like to thank Riza Hawkeye…Riza would you stand, please?"
I gave Roy a questioning look as I stood up. But he continued, undaunted.
"Riza you have been by my side for so many years, through thick and thin. You have always stood by me as my friend and protector. We were kids when we first met. And once we had opened up to each other, you went along with me and my crazy ideas. Now we have finally fulfilled our life-long goal; and I now have more than enough people protecting me."
My gaze dropped, but his hand gently caught my chin before I could hide my nervousness. "Riza, you no longer have to stand by my side to protect me…you can get on with your life. But, if you would like, you can stay and we could protect each other… Riza Hawkeye," he slid down on one knee and pulled out a box, "will you do me the honor of being my wife?"
Is this really happening? Yes, of course it is….my goodness, there are so many people.
I blinked and looked at the crowd again. The ring is so….it's too much.
"Roy Mustang," I settled my breath, attempting to calm my racing heart. I would love to marry you… I would die for you; give up my heart and soul… "….yes."
He smiled and slid the ring on my finger before standing up and kissing me. Everyone clapped and I was completely unable to stop the blush that crept onto my face