This is the final chapter, I know you are all sad and stuff. I'm probably going to make a sequel to it in the near future but for now I'll be working on my werewolf story for my friend Jamaciancrocodile.

My friend on DA is making a story that is kinda a sequel to this called After the Damage, go check it out. She only has the prologue up but I can't wait for it. Her name is Animer334 and stuff.

So thank you all for reading, it makes me and Ed happy when you comment and fav. you all and more stories shall come, I have tons still left in my little book of doom and kittehs.

Enjoy and this chapter is a little cutesy, that's why it's short cause I specialize in gore and blood. But I know you guys love some cute stuff like that so yeah.

you!

Sweet Dreams

I feel myself being lowered down onto a couch, the scent of home floating around me. I don't know how I got here but I'm pretty sure that Mustang put me in Al's armor.

"Your brother sure is a heavy sleeper." I hear Mustang's voice from next to the couch. Al laughs and I feel his cool metal hand rest on my shoulder.

"Yep, I thought he would wake up when you placed him in my armor but he just stayed sleeping."

"I bet he could sleep through a tornado and not even flinch."

"I think so too." Then the conversation ends with silence. I prick my ears and hear Al scuffing his feet on the carpet.

"So what did Bradley talk to you about?" He asks voice low like he thinks I'll wake up. Mustang sighs and I feel his hand stroke my head, fingers running through golden strands of hair.

"He heard that there was a large group of people and that Ed and I were in the middle of it. He just wanted to know what happened and I told him. Bradley wasn't mad, since most of the rogue scientists were captured after Madison and Turner's deaths there is no threat of Ed being captured. He just said to make sure it doesn't happen too often, he said that Ed didn't have to wear his hood up since everyone probably knows by now. You know how far gossip can reach; I bet most of the country knows by now." He sighs and I stir, like I'm just waking up.

"That's good to know, that hood is really hot." I open my eyes and smile at them, letting out a huge yawn. Mustang smiles and the warmth in his eyes is almost overwhelming.

"So you heard everything?"

"Yep."

"Good, cause I'm not known for repeating myself." I smile and shiver slightly; I just noticed how cold the room is.

"Can you get me a blanket, its cold in here." Even though winter's icy grip was slipping it was still cold outside, and inside was just a couple degrees warmer. Al nods and runs to my room, going to grab one of the blankets.

"You sure you want to sleep on the couch? It's not that comfortable and I should know."

"I'm tired and I don't care. This couch could be made out of rock and broken glass and I would still sleep on it."

"I guess I'll go sleep in your bed once Al gets back with one of your blankets." Mustang stands up but I grab his hand, holding him back.

"It's still cold in the house, even if I have a blanket on. You could lie next to me if you want." I smile and he smiles back.

"I'll sleep next to you okay; just don't think that I'll do this all the time. Once it gets warm out your sleeping in your own bed." I move over and make room for him. The couch could hold up to two people, but Mustang says that I'm skinny enough to count as half a person. He settles down next to me just as Al returns.

"I'm sleeping next to him tonight, you never know he may get a nightmare and get scared." Mustang smirks and drapes the blanket over both of us.

"I'm not a little kid!" I growl, snuggling close to him.

"Whatever, goodnight Ed."

"Goodnight Mustang and Al." I sigh and bury my head in Mustang's back, his warm familiar scent surrounding me. Al's large metal hand rests on my head, gently running through my hair.

With the warm body of Mustang lying next to mine, and Al's cool hand resting on my head, I fall asleep to sweet dreams.

The End.