Hello, again! It's that time of the week again! Hope you enjoy this one!

This chapter is going to be Conqueror of Shambala with an AU vibe to it!

Coming Home by Ramin Karimloo

They were as far from each other as they could possibly be. Millions of miles, hell, even worlds, had them separated. Every time he closed his eyes he saw her smiling face, and in his dreams he called her name, as soft and fervent as a prayer on the lips of the believers. His thoughts reached for her across the time and distance that pulled them along, knowing that in their world she thought she had lost him and he hoped that she could feel him beside her, guiding her when she felt lost, comforting her when she was alone and scared. But luckily enough for him, he wouldn't have to hope for too much longer.

He and Alphonse had devised a way to get back to their world; a new gate in the country of Israel that was currently embroiled in a battle with surrounding Arab countries. After years of researching they were finally going back.

After landing unceremoniously on the correct side of the Gate in Creta, the two brothers started their journey back to Amestris on foot, stopping at a post office to send out a letter with Edward muttering under his breath, "She's gonna be pissed if I don't let her know ahead of time." If they were lucky, and moved quickly, they would arrive the same day as the letter.

Winry Rockbell stood in her front yard, hanging up freshly washed laundry, as a gentle breeze blew, the cool current of air filled with what she felt to be hope, if wind could be hopeful about anything. She looked to the horizon and saw a cloud of dust rising from the road following the mail cart. When it stopped in her yard, she set the bed linens back in the basket she had been fixing to hang up.

"Good afternoon, Ms. Winry!" the driver, an older gentleman, greeted.

"Good afternoon, Matthew! Something for Granny today?"

"Not today. It's addressed to you."

"Oh? From whom?" she asked, her eyebrows quirked up in surprise.

No one ever sent her anything.

"Doesn't say."

He handed her an envelope with only her name and address written on it.

"Have a good day!" Matthew called as he jumped in his cart and left.

"You, too!" Winry called back as she slit the envelope open with a fingernail.

She unfolded the piece of paper that was inside and glanced at it before her face paled and her hands tightened on it, holding on like it was a lifeline. She read it over several times as her body slowly sank to the ground, praying this wasn't some kind of sick, cruel joke. It only had one line, written in a familiar handwriting she thought she would never see again. It simply said,

I'm coming home.

Tears started streaming from her eyes, her heart racing in her chest, as she looked to the horizon once more.

This time, instead of rising dust, two long awaited figures were just topping the hill, long blond ponytails blowing in the breeze.

And there we are! I love the idea that the brothers would have found a way to get back home, because a world where Ed and Winry aren't together just makes no sense to me. AllINoIsImNotAwesome, I can totally understand where you're coming from and I can appreciate it. Lol. I'm glad you enjoyed it the way I wrote it though. :) So, until next time, everyone!