Edward watched as both Mustang and Abigail walked side by side a bit warily. He could tell that they were both uncomfortable with this situation. He himself was uncomfortable too, he'd learned that his former womanizing commanding officer had been engaged. In the back of his mind he wondered if Hughes had known that he'd been engaged – if Hawkeye knew. They made their way up to Mustang's suite and there once they had settled down, Abigail turned to Roy.

"Is there a reason Edward must be here for this?" She asked before facing Edward. "No offense meant, but I don't really know if any of this is your business."

"He should be here," Roy admitted, "Because," here Roy paused struggling to find the correct words to complete his sentence.

Ed barged in. "I slept with him last night. I too, am wondering what I'm doing here." His eyes narrowed. "Unless you're here to tell me that you are married but to somebody else? Yet, not even an hour ago you told me we had to talk about what happened. You said it was nothing bad – and I highly doubt this is what you were going to tell me, so why don't you tell me what you were going to tell me? Unless…" this time it was Ed who paused, Ed who had to swallow to regain his composure, "now that you two met again that it changes things."

Roy's mouth twitched down, but he didn't say anything. Ed tried not to suck in a harsh breath. He had known, had been more than aware that Mustang was not one to stick with one person. This Abigail must have been very important to him.

Abigail seemed to feel some pity for him, because she spoke instead. "I suppose in that case you deserve to know what happened between us Edward, because you are most definitely part of this now."

Roy seemed to agree but he still didn't utter a word so Abigail continued. "I'm not sure I should be the one telling this tale, as I was only part of it. I think Maes would be better off telling this tale as he introduced us. How is he anyways?"

Edward saw Roy's face tighten painfully and the characteristic moment of utter anger cross his features and Ed interrupted before any more on Hughes could be said.

"He died, Abigail, in helping my brother and I. Can we not talk about him?"

This time it was Abigail who looked upset, but didn't mention it again. She turned to Roy. "You're better qualified than I, so why don't you tell him what happened?"

Roy twisted to face Ed, his face showing little emotion besides the lines that bracketed his mouth.

"I suppose it truly started in 1903 when I entered the two-year military academy. I was sixteen when the Ishval War started – and as you know I trained under Hawkeye's father in fire alchemy. Well, two years later I entered the military academy. It was there Abigail and I met. Although she would drop out after the first six months she and I stayed in touch. Roy met Abigail's eyes. She and I got along well, she knew basic alchemy, and alchemy at that time was important to me. We often went out when I wasn't busy, and after a year and a half of knowing her, I fell in love. Perhaps I should say what I thought was love at the time. It was mid 1904 at this point, and I still had about a year left at the Military Academy, I would graduate in the fall of 1905. I graduated with honors from the Military Academy, and from there I decided to go to Officer's School. Well, in 1906 I proposed to Abigail here. I knew it would be sometime before we married due to the Ishval War. I knew that as soon as I finished the Officer's program I would most likely be shipped out to fight." Roy stopped for a moment, seeming to collect his thoughts. "I was still very idealistic at this point in my life. I thought I could truly make a difference. But…" he sighed, "at the beginning of the year of 1907 there were rumours that a special order had been written up, an order that would force all State Alchemists with combat abilities to go to the front lines. I knew I would be one of those men. And even though I had proposed to Abigail just a year ago, I found myself become more focused on the military and less on family life. It took me most of the year of 1907 to finally decide to break it off with Abigail. I knew that once I broke up with her that there was no chance of a future with her." Roy stopped and sat back. "There was more than that, there were feelings and emotions involved, but I was conflicted at the time and I still don't always know what I was thinking back then. In any case at 1907 turned to 1908 as you well know Edward, I was shipped out to Ishval with Maes, Riza, Hawkeye and the other state alchemists like Kimblee."

Edward's lips thinned as he heard the name and his body gave a little shudder. Roy eyed him a bit curiously but didn't say anything about it.

Abigail sighed, "Yes, how unromantic that telling was. There really was more to that than simple lust, Edward. When he broke our engagement I was crushed. And I know he knew it because when we passed for the few months he was still in Central before the war he had that look on his face. I am sorry to say that I ever loved him." She gazed at Roy for a long moment before looking back at Ed, "You get caught in him and sometimes you can't get free – that happened to me. Even now, part of me still loves him despite all the pain and hurt he put me through. You will face the same challenge all the other woman and men in his life have."

Abigail could see the tick in his cheek, "And I think some part of you still loves me, doesn't it Roy? I can tell, because you really were never able to stick with one person. I know, I know, I'm betting some were not real 'dates' but pretend ones to cover true motives. Yet, people still fell in love with you."

Ed looked down at his shoes. So. He hadn't been the only one, and his thoughts wouldn't stop as Abigail asked Roy point blank, "Do you still love me?"