(A/N: This story has been on my mind the whole week and i finally perfected it into a really long chapter. Sorry about that, please bare with me on that. I didn't want to make it into two chapters. This chapter is a bit sad but you'll enjoy it.)

Small rays of sunshine seeped through the smallest cracks they could find inside of Ed's room. Each light was brighter than the other since it had rain the night before and it made the room look more crisper. A ray made its way to Ed's face, hoping to wake him up from his sleep but he had already been awake for a while. His golden hair was still wet with sweat and his eyes were wild yet glossy with last night tears. It was a nightmare but not the last of many. He knew a nightmare was in store from him the night before. The rain was an emotional trigger for him, small memories resurfacing from the past. In reality, it was only years ago but they way he said it made him seem he was much older than he looked. The nightmare consisted of his mother. His soft and sweet mother.

In the nightmare, she was caressing a young Ed who's hair wasn't even long enough to be put in a ponytail. She was stroking his gold hair that reminded her so much of Hohenheim. He was hugging her back, his eyes threatening to spill with happy tears. He looked up at her, only to see her crying angry and wrathful tears.

"Why would you put you and your brother through such hardships, Ed? All you had to do was let me go in the beginning and none of it would have happened. Nina, Alexander, Hughes. It's all your fault!" Each word became a harsh whisper and Ed did begin to cry but with guilt and sadness.

"I didn't mean it, mom! I loved you too much to let you go! Please, I'm sorry!" he plead in the dream. Trisha let go of him and began to walk away. Ed tried to stand but he didn't have his right leg. He would extend his arm to her, pleading for her to come back. Then, he woke up. He knew the dream was something in his subconscious mind not wanting to let go of. But he didn't know what it was.

"Brother! Time to get up!" Ed heard Al's voice from downstairs. Truthfully, Ed would rather stay in his room and mope about his dream, but what use was that? He got up from his bed and stretched out his stiff muscles.

"I'm up, Al! Get breakfast ready for me, would ya?" he yelled back. He could imagine Al's smile and him agreeing to his request.

"Sure, Ed! But you have to help too, okay? So, hurry up and get down here!" Al yelled back. Then he heard Den's bark, most likely him letting AL know he had to go do his morning business.

"On second thought, can you start without me? I'll be back in five minutes!" Before Ed could respond, he heard the front door slam shut. Ed chuckled at Al's luck.

"Looks like I have to make breakfast again." he said to himself. His eyes made its way to the window. In his mind, he was already ruling out the possibility of it raining again tonight. He slowly walked over to the window and slightly pulled the curtains. The sunlight was having a battle with the dark clouds looming over Resembool. And so far, the sunlight was winning. But I have the worst luck in the world, so it could change throughout the day he thought to himself. He pulled the curtain back into place and decided to change into a red sweater and black pants. When he was pulling his hair back into a ponytail, he noticed that it already reached almost to his lower back.

"I should ask Winry to cut it for me later." he said. Then he remembered that she was at Rush Valley for that convention with Pinako. She would either be back the next day or the day after that. Or never since Winry loves Rush Valley so much. Ed blushed a little at the thought of "Winry loves". He couldn't help but think about his own thoughts and Winry. Because of Lieutenant Hawkeye's comment about him loving Winry, he had became a bit self-conscious towards her. It was impossible not to notice that she was, in fact, beautiful. And kind. And sweet. And an automail freak who turned into a demon at the sight of a very well-made automail. He had to smile at that. It was so like her to do that.

"Maybe I should tell her that I love he-"

"Will you stop thinking about Winry for a couple of seconds and get down here to start breakfast?! You were supposed to have already started it!" Al yelled from downstairs. Ed felt his cheeks warm up and he yelled back at his brother.

"Shut up, Al! I was not thinking about Winry." Damn lie he thought to himself. He could practically feel AL's gaze that said Yeah right.

"Suuuuuure Brother. Whatever you say." Ed stomped downstairs and began to yell at his brother for teasing him but Al could only just laugh because Ed's red cheeks confirmed what he had suspected.

LINE BREAK YO

After Ed and AL finished their breakfast, Ed suggested they would go to the small lake not that far away from the Rockbell house.

"It's time we start strengthening your muscles again, Al. And I think a little physical exercise will do us good." he said, a smile on his lips. Al sighed, looking out the window.

"It looks like it might rain, Brother. I think we can walk to the lake and come back before the rain hits us." Al suggested instead.

"You just don't want to fight yet. You think you're not ready yet?" his brother asked. Al looked at his body, as if he was examining the inside.

"Not yet. I still get these weird black outs. I know you are itching to fight again but you're going to have to wait. Sorry, Ed." Ed ruffled his little brother's hair.

"Eh, no worries. Besides, that gives me enough time for me to strengthen my body again since I've been doing nothing but sitting on my butt this whole time. Anyway, I think walking to the lake is enough exercise for you." Ed said to him. They eventually agreed to the plan and left the house in Nikko's care, taking Den with them. They slowly walked to the lake, watching the clouds take over each any light that escaped its grasp.

"I-I had a dream about Mom last night." Ed said slowly and quietly. Al kept looking forward, and gave a small nod for Ed to continue. Ed began to explain his nightmare to his little brother, hating that he had to tell him what he felt. But for some reason, he felt that Al knew what his mind wanted. When he finished telling him the dream, they both stopped to see the lake in front of them. A strong wind howled across and sent ripples on the surface.

"I think it's going to start raining soon. I know we just made it here, but we should head back." Al said. Ed just gave his brother a look and followed him back the other way. He expected Al to give him feedback to his nightmare but maybe he just didn't have any.

"I think your mind, your subconscious mind as you called it, feels that mom isn't proud of you. That is, if mom were to see you or us, she would feel sad at the choices we have made. That's what I think your dream means." Al finally said. Ed felt as if someone had ripped his heart out of his chest. It's his worst fear, finally said out loud. What he had started was all for his mother. But maybe she wasn't proud of him. A child's fear is having their parents think they're a disappointment. And despite Ed's age, he still felt like that child at times. He stayed quiet, walking beside Al with his head down.

"Sorry, Al. I didn't want to burden you with my dream. I feel like you were the best one who would have understood me." Ed said to him. They walked back quietly to the house, with a small little figure on the front porch.

"Well, it's about time you got home. I don't know what you boys were up to but I made lunch." Pinako said to the sulking boys. She noticed their moods and decided to not say anything else.

"Where's Winry, Pinako?" Al asked. Pinako inhaled a puff of smoke from her pipe and turned to Al.

"She's still not home yet. She told me to go home early because she was worried about the two of you. Good thing I came home early too. You both look horrible." While Al kept his conversation going with Pinako, Ed went upstairs to his room. He stayed in there the whole day, reading books he hasn't read since Trisha was alive. Around the evening, Al brought a plate up of dinner for Ed. He didn't say anything and left Ed alone. The rain had slowly started to fall again.

LINE BREAK NUMERO DOS YO

Ed stared at the ceiling, listening to the sound of the rain fall on the ground. He couldn't sleep. Actually, it was more like he didn't want to sleep. He was scared of the dream appearing again. He laid on his bed, not moving a single inch. Eventually, he felt his eyes getting heavier. He struggled to stay awake. Not yet he thought. Sleep finally took over.

"Edward. Are you okay?" Trisha asked Ed, who had fallen from the swing on the tree. His knee was bleeding and she had gone to hug him, making him feel better. He hugged her tightly, inhaling her vanilla and tea scent. She stroked his hair, and he felt instantly better. But he had this weird feeling in his mind. Like this had happened before. He looked up to see his mother with tears in her eyes full of anger and...disappointment.

"Why did you do it, Ed? WHY? Because of you, they're gone. Because of you!" She pulled away from him and began to leave. Ed was about to get up to run after her, but his leg had disappeared. He looked at her walking away, desperation in his eyes.

"No, wait. Come back! Please! I'm sorry, mom! I'M SORRY!"

Ed gasped loudly, breathing heavily afterwards. Tears fell down his eyes and he couldn't stop crying. He hadn't notice somebody come in. The person slowly sat down on his bed and pulled him close to their lap. He didn't care who it was. He wrapped his arms around a slender and obviously feminine waist. The person slowly began to run their fingers through his hair.

"Shh. It's okay, Ed. I'm here. I'm here." Winry's voice began to sooth Ed and he was finally able to calm down. He was too embarrassed to look at her and he wasn't sure it this was another dream either. He didn't want to see her eyes filled with disappointment.

"I came in your room because I wanted to borrow your jacket since it was cold in my room. When I walked inside, you were already crying. A-are you okay now, Edward?" His heart was still beating rapidly in his chest and he shook his head in her lap.

"I'm scared this is a dream. I'm scared you're going to look at me with eyes filled with hate or regret or anything. I don't want to look at you." he whispered so softly that Winry would have missed all of it if she hadn't been listening carefully. Using her hand, she moved his head towards hers and he was keeping his eyes shut. Without really thinking about it, she placed a soft kiss on his cheek, real close to his lips. He was so surprised he opened his eyes. He saw Winry looking at him with care and worry on her face. Her long blond hair was falling down on her chest, silky and wavy like a river. She gave him a small smile and he gave a smile back.

"There? You see? No hate in my eyes. Just lo-" she stopped and was turning really red. So was he. They both stayed quiet until they heard the sound of the rain grow louder. He finally decided to take a step that would either take him forward or reeeeally far back.

"Since you said it was cold in your room, w-why don't you sleep here?" he said quietly. He had turned away so he wouldn't see her expression. The silence was unbearable. Finally, Winry spoke.

"Scooch over, then." He was surprised he hadn't gotten a wrench to his head since it didn't sound right. But take away what sleeping in a bed meant to an adult, it was just two really close friends sleeping together. She found her way underneath the blankets and they awkwardly got comfortable. After they got comfortable, it was just awkward.

"You know, I got home a little bit earlier. I think you were asleep already. I talked to Al and he told me the dream you had. He said he was worried about you. And I can't help but think that you're both wrong, Ed. Regardless of what has happened these past few years, your mom would never be disappointed in you. It's the path that a parent has chosen when giving life to you. To always be by your side, no matter what choices you make. Because, in the end, after you make a couple mistakes you learn what the right choices are." Winry whispered to him.. Ed smiled at Winry.

"Thanks, Winry. That means a lot to me." he whispered back. Sleep finally took over the both of them. Later in the night, Ed had placed his hand over her waist, pulling Winry closer to him. Winry had snuggled up into his chest. Oh, the teasing they would get in the morning.

Trisha looked at the man Ed had become. He was obviously tall and undoubtedly a person who has experienced so much. He stood, fidgeting and waiting for her to say something. She walked close to him and slowly pulled him into an embrace. Tears were falling down her eyes and he hugged her back.

"Oh, Ed. I love you so much. And I could never be anymore proud of you. Both me and your father are happy with everything you've accomplished. Tell Al that I love him for me, would you dear?" she pulled away and kissed his forehead. When she did walk away, Ed didn't stop her. She walked beside Hohenheim and following them was a very happy Nina and Alexander waving bye to him. Hughes gave a big smile at Ed and saluted him.

"Tell my little rays of light I love them the next time you see them, okay Ed?" he said. Ed nodded at him and watched them all go.

(A/N: I would really like to know what you guys thought about this chapter. I enjoyed it and the ending gets to me everytime I re-read it. Reviews?
Hint: expect some of the other characters in the future.)