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I Just Know

People have said that you always dream when you sleep, even if you don't remember it. I never believed that, because I almost never remember my dreams. In fact I only think it's possible to day dream. But for some reason, that night, (which happened to be last night) I could remember every freak'en detail. It was almost as if I had lived it instead of dream it. I could feel things, like the grass on the hill I had been standing on, and I could feel the pain when I had fallen and scraped my knee on the side walk. I felt my heart practically jump out of my throat when Edward had grabbed my waist, with a surprise attack. Then whisper in my ear, 'Are you ok... Win?' I remember his cool voice against my neck, and his smooth hands slide up to touch my chest, even though one was made of metal. I almost wanted to smack myself for dreaming about him in such a way. But since last night, I just wanted to have everything to do with him. I had fallen in love. I think. It just seemed so sudden, even though I had known him for all my life.

I awoke from my slumber on my side, facing him; He was already awake, arms folded behind his head looking straight up at the beige ceiling. He looked as if he was lost in thought, and hadn't even noticed I had woken up. The sheet that was covering the two of us was up to his waist. I watched him close his eyes letting out a deep, painful breath. If only I could slip into his thoughts. I would do anything to know truthfully what the alchemist was thinking. His mind had always been impossible to enter. Edward was just too hard to read. Eventually, I yawned and sat up, deciding it was time to let him know I had woken up. I felt him look over to me, as I spun my head around into his eyes.

''Morning." He said softly, quickly looking away. I nodded slightly shocked he had at all spoke to me so suddenly. Ed usually never was the kind of person to speak first in the mornings.

"What are you thinking?" He grunted a 'what'. "Right now, what's on your mind." I didn't mean to be so blunt with him, I just wanted to know. I never knew I had so much confidence to finally ask him, it was just that-

"Nothing." He had interrupted my thoughts by answering quickly. But I should have known, he would never open up to me like that. Not in a thousand years.

"Bu- Do you know what time it is?" I stuttered staring out the window as the tiny people below walked down the street. I wanted to start an argument, but that really wasn't the right path.

"Before seven I think.." He sat up, stretched, and slowly rised to his feet. I could tell he wasn't in the mood to talk. He seemed to be in a bad mood, not with me but himself. He acted that way a lot, and I had learned to just leave him be whenever he acted like that. "Get ready for work soon. We can't afford to be late again." I heard him say before disappearing on the other side of my door. I nodded to myself, before sighing.

I knew that I wasn't going to get anything out of him this morning. Just the thought of it all bothered me. Even when I was so happy the night before, depression had crept over me so fast.

I walked into the living room dressed in black sweats and a white tang top to see Ed and Al sitting at the kitchen table with speaking; just staring at the oak table. Usually Al had something to say to break the morning silence, but today seemed different. Ed seemed a little, 'off' as well as Al.

"Winry, ever hear of the umm... Uranium bomb?" Al asked not taking his eyes off the table.

"Uh, no. Why? What is it?" Just the word 'bomb' alone caused a quick chill to run down my spine. The one thing I really liked about this side of the gate, Ed and Al had nothing to do. They had no goals, no dreams. They weren't chasing after something and constantly leaving me in the dark. They just lived life with no worries, other then the nightmares of their past. But I could tell, something was about to change.

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Auther's Note: Yay! My first cliff hanger! Well, it's kind of one... You'll just have to keep on reading :)