Chapter 17 - Every Heart - Part 1
After a rather silent dinner, Pinako gathered up her things to leave. She had asked Winry to walk with her to the train station. Winry agreed and asked Aria to come along with her, she wanted to talk to her, thought she only said that she didn't want to walk home alone. Either way it was the truth, so it worked in her favor both ways.

The two girls set out with Pinako a little after six and then headed for the train station. After saying their goodbyes to her, they began their twenty minute walk back to the house.

Winry finally gathered up her words and spoke. "Hey Aria?" She caught the red head's attention. "You seem to be troubled...what's wrong? I thought you were happy to come visit."

Aria looked down at the ground, a rather sad expression on her face. "Oh...I'm just worried is all." She spoke with a hint of quiet fear in her voice.

"Worried about what?" Winry seemed confused.

"You see." Aria began. "The person I'm married to is a really spitful man, he has no regard for anyone's feelings and he looks at me as if I'm a piece of property. I'm afraid he's going to track me down and take me back by force. He's crazy when it comes to me, I know he'll do it too." Aria looked as though she was defeated.

Winry raised her fist by her face. "Don't worry about a thing! If he comes we'll just take him out. I know for a fact that Alphonse won't let you go without a fight! And seeing as how he likes you so much, he'd be sad to see you go, Ed would hate to see his little brother sad, so he'll help protect you to! I just know it." She said, pulling her ever present wrench out of her pocket. "And then there's me...don't worry Aria, you're safe." Winry was as zesty as ever.

Aria still seemed sad for some reason. "That's great...but I still have one slight problem...I didn't even think about it before I agreed to come here." Winry listened to Aria quietly. "You see...I didn't think about the fact we'd be staying in the same house as Al...the temptation is there to break the agreements in the contract. If I do that, I'll go to jail...with all the protection, it still wouldn't help against the law. The law's unbendable." Aria sighed.

Winry raised an eyebrow. "Well, then just don't break the contract, it's not that hard." She shrugged.

Aria turned to Winry, a slightly insane look on her face. "Yes it is! Do you realize how hard it is for me!" Winry was startled as Aria got a little closer. "Al's just too huggable for his own good!" Closer. "I can't take it much longer!" Even closer. "I'm gonna go crazy!" Winry was slightly scared, Aria always seemed to be so calm, she must have really felt passionate about him. Aria backed off and composed herself. "I'm sorry...I'm just a little stressed is all." She hung her head down low.

Winry sweatdroped as she gave her a reasuring pat on the back. "Don't worry, we'll get you a nice cold shower when we get home." The two girls laughed about it as they continued to walk.

"So Havoc...I heard ya got lucky on Saturday." Breda proded with a wide grin on his face.

Havoc looked up from his work and then went right back to what he was doing. "Nah." He said, a cigarette hanging out the side of his mouth. "Nothing happened."

Breda sat on the opposite side of the table from him and positioned himself in the chair in such a way that he was sitting backward in it, the back of the chair facing Havoc. "You don't expect me to believe that, she was half consious when you left with her." He ever so bluntly pointed out.

He agreed with his subordinate. "Yeah...and that why. I figured she wanted to remember her first time." Jean said as he exhaled some smoke.

Breda smiled. "Ah, an innocent...but that's never stopped you before." It was late and they were the only two left, so chatting like this was ok.

Havoc becam serious, he put out his smoke and straightened his papers. "Maybe so, but Cathrine is different. I want it to last, so screwing something like that up would really put a damper on the whole, 'relationship thing'." He spoke calmly. "She talented, strong, smart and beautiful. That's not even mentioning the fact she can drink me under the table. She's a great girl and I really want this to work between us." After Havoc had finished speaking, the door to Mustang's office opened.

"Goodevening gentilmen!" Armstrong's powerful voive boomed. "A fine evening isn't it?" He said as he entered the room. "There you are." He said, guesturing to Jean. "Just the man I was looking for."

Havoc became noticibly frightened. Did he think that he so vugarly de-flowered his little sister, if so, he was a dead man right then and there. "What can I help you with." He asked, a shake in his voice.

Armstrong smiled as he placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "I heard that all went well at the bonfire on Saturday, I'm quite pleased." He patted him in a jonty way. "For if anything were to happen to my dear sister, I fear there would be conciquences." His eyes grew stern as he spoke and tightened his grip on Havoc's shoulder. "You understand, I take it." He got close to Havoc's face with his own.

Havoc winced under the pressure of the larger man's hand. "Yes sir." He spoke to the lower raniking officer with respect. He may have out ranked him, but there was no way on earth he could out run him, if need be.

"Good then." Armstrong craked his knuckels and stood up straight. "I'll see you tomorrow then." With that said, he took his leave, closing the door behind him.

The two men were left there, scared and alone. "Well..." Breda began. "I guess a conciense comes in handy at times, doesn't it?"

Havoc nodded in agreement. He shook a little. "She stayed the night...but nothing happened...and I've never been happier about that until now." Cathrine in fact did stay the night, they woke up in the same bed, chatted for a while and then went out for breakfast. Nothing happened. The thing was, Cathrine didn't even remember leaving the fire, she didn't even remember dancing around like a fool with Sheska. It was a good thing nothing happened, she wouldn't have remembered it at all.

Havoc got up form his chair and over to the filing cabnit. He took the papers he had been working on and filed them in their coorisponding places. Tonight was different though, she had asked to come over, she wanted to be with him tonight. Havoc swallowed a big lump in throat, after that little incident with the Major, he was severly doubting that it was still a good idea.

"Cathrine's coming over tonight..." Havoc said with a grimace.

Breda shook his head. "Your funeral pal."

He walked alongside her, he smiled at her and she smiled back. Roy couldn't have been happier with anyone else besides her. Riza had the same feelings toward him, they were happy.

For a good chunk of Roy's adult life, and some of his older teenage years, relationships were short lived and fast paced; this however, was different. He never felt like this around anyone before, it truly was love. He took her hand in his own and continued to walk the streets of central with the woman that he loved.

Riza couldn't help but have a smile on her face, going on dates in the city were always fun for her and Roy. They went to the best resturants, saw the gratest sites, and always went back to either of their own places to spend the night together. It had only been two months, but he had known her for so long, it was as though they were together for years.

In accordance to her wishes, she had wanted to keep their relationship a secret until she had seen a ring; and so she did. She looked down at her left hand, and to the diamond that sat ever so quaintly on her ring finger. Roy was serious about this, he had bought it for her long ago, but never showed her until now. When she asked how long he had it for, he didn't give her an answer. All he said was that it was here now, on her finger, and that's all that mattered.

"Roy..." She stopped and looked up. There was an voice resonating from an open window, a singing voice to be exact.

Roy stopped and looked up to where Riza had motioned. It was a woman sining softly in the upstairs window of a house, she was holding a baby in her arms and rocking him gently to sleep. It looked to be a boy, it was swaddled in a light blue blanket. "A baby huh?" Roy smiled at her. "Are you trying to say something Lieutenant?"

Riza gave him a playful slap in the arm. "Use my name Roy." She smiled and then followed it up with a nod. "And yes...a baby...I've always wanted one, but I never had the time; that is, because of my job. The lack of a husband also was stopping me." She looked deep into his eyes and then placed loving hands on either side of his face. "Do you think we could have one someday." She asked in a loving tone.

Roy nodded. "Of course. I wouldn't mind a son to look up to me. Or even a daughter would be great. I've always had a soft spot for children." He paused and thought about what he had just said. "...Let's have one now." He said, a wide smile on his face.

Riza bacame startled. "What? Are you serious?" She couldn't believe what she was hearing, was he really and turly telling her the truth.

Roy nodded and placed his arms around her waist. "Definatly! No one's at war right now, I'm in no threat of being sent away, so I think this is a perfect time." Roy thought again. "But we have to get married first...and since I know you're about as fond of religion and church as much as I am, we'll recieve 'justice of the peace' and then we can have a baby. It would be the best thing in the world." He smiled wider, if it was even possible.

Riza grew excited and threw her arms around him and hugged her 'husband to be' tightly. "Absolutly. Oh Roy, this is so amazing. I thought you might have wanted to wait...but this is so great." Tears began to form in her eyes, she hadn't been this excited in a long time. She whiped the tears away and looked up to Roy. "Both of us aren't on till the late afternoon...let's go to the judge then."

Roy agreed. "Yes, let's." They smiled and kissed out in the middle of the sidewalk. There were a few on-lookers, but no one major. They parted and continued on to their resturant they loved to go to, they had reservations for seven-thrity, neither wanted to be late.

Neither of them were fond of 'the old fasion' way of doing things, so Roy getting down on his knee and proposing to her probably would have made her laugh, Roy was far from mushy. She liked it just the way it was, they were happy and no longer alone.

Sorry about the lack of lemon, I originally got into a groove with my writing and the cahpter was over 4000 wors long...so I had to cut it in two. The next one will be up as soon as a get a few reviews...

The EdxWin lemon exists! and depending on who reviews, we'll see how fast it get's updated...hey, you never know, I might update twce in one day...could happen.

NEXT CHAPTER...THE CONTINUATION OF THIS ONE! Muhahah!