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So! About this chapter. I't's a bit angst/hurt/comfort. Sorry about that. And also, I didn't check for mistakes. I just skimmed through it. So, I'm sorry if you find any. Enjoy!)

Winry had decided to take care of Ann during the night. Ed was released from his baby duty that night. Or so he thought. As soon as Winry had walked into the room and Ed hadn't followed her, pools of tears began to fall from Ann's eyes. Winry did everything she could to make the her stop crying. She changed her diaper, even though it didn't need to be changed. Winry also fed Ann more milk although Ann didn't even bother to have even a drop of it. She rocked the baby but nothing seemed to work. She even let her hair down for Ann to play with. Winry knew she would have to ask Ed to take Ann. But Winry didn't want to bother Ed again. They had agreed earlier that day that each of them would sleep with Ann and have one day with her until Granny came back from Rush Valley. Yet, Ann sounded like she could last the whole night crying.

Winry laid Ann on her bed and quickly rushed to Ed's room. She knocked furiously until Ed opened the door, putting on his black long sleeve shirt.

"Yes?" he asked through a thick voice. His eyes were slightly open. She knew he was probably on the border of being fully asleep.

"Ed, come in my room." she said to him. His eyes snapped opened and his cheeks were flushed.

"W-wait, I thought you wanted to go out on a date first." he said, hesitantly. If Winry had her wrench with her, she was sure she would have hit him with it. Instead, she just scoffed.

"Ann doesn't want to go to sleep without you. Can you stay until she falls asleep?" she asked. Ed nodded as he tried to stop a yawn from crossing his face. They walked back to Winry's room. Winry climbed onto the bed and sat next to the wall. Ed laid down on the other side of the bed with Ann in the middle. As soon as Ann saw Ed, she stopped crying and huddled close to his side. Ed grinned.

"She's cute, isn't she?" Ed asked. Winry nodded in agreement. She brought her knees to her chest and hugged them.
"You didn't even hesitate to come into my room, did you Ed?" she asked through a crooked smile. Ed shrugged, his eyes closed now.

"You invited me, I agreed. I'm not going to do anything that would make you uncomfortable." he said tiredly but with a smile. Winry blushed slightly.

"Thank you for being so considerate." she said to him. He raised his thumb up at her. His breathing was getting a lot more deeper. She knew he was starting to fall asleep again. But for some weird reason, Winry didn't feel tired anymore. Instead, she felt a bit jittery. It wasn't like the last time both Ed and Winry where on the same bed. That time, Ed had a bad dream and she wanted to comfort him. But now, it was just the two of them and Ann. They could have a normal conversation while being on the same bed. She groaned. She sounded so weird, thinking about things like that.

"Winry, I'm not going to do anything. You can fall asleep." Ed murmured to her. Winry nodded at him even though his eyes were closed.

"Okay. Okay okay. I'll do that." Winry carefully got comfortable, staying as close to the wall she could. The night sky twinkled with million of stars. Not a single cloud was in the sky even though the snow had only recently stopped.

"Hey, Ed?" Winry asked after a couple seconds of silence.

"Hmm?" Ed replied. She gave a small sigh.

"Why aren't you nervous? Is it because Ann's here?" Winry asked. Ed turned his head and opened his eyes to look at her. His golden eyes were still bright in the dark. Ed stared at her until he let out an exhale and laid his head back down

"I am nervous. All of my atoms in my body are buzzing because you're so close." Ed admitted, placing his hand over his eyes. Winry's heart leapt inside her chest.

"Wait, did you just use science to explain how you feel?" Winry asked.

"Technically, all I mentioned was my atoms." Winry sighed but it felt nice to hear him say things like that. Winry finally laid down on her pillow until she felt her earrings digging into her ears.

"Oh, shoot! I forgot to take off my earrings." Winry whispered into the dark night. She got off the bed, and tried to maneuver through her mountains of wrenches and bolts lying on the floor. She got fed up and eventually just turned on the light. Winry took off her earrings and put them in her small box just for them. She smiled at the one with Ed's little wrench inscription he had put on. Yawning, she closed the box and went to turn off the light. But she snuck a quick glance at Ed, who was already sleeping. His shirt had risen and his hand was on his stomach. She chuckled until she saw something on the left side of his waistline. It was a huge scar, red and mean looking. When the hell did he get that? And why haven't I noticed it? Winry considered waiting until the morning to ask about it but she thought screw it. She tapped Ed slightly on the shoulder until he woke up. He mumbled something and waved her hand away.

"Ed," she said quietly. He opened his eyes slightly.

"What now, Win?" he asked.

'Why haven't I ever seen that scar on your stomach?" she said. He sat up and looked at her. Her eyes were glossy. Crap, she's going to start crying.

"I didn't think you would see it so quickly." he said hopelessly. "Go to sleep. If I'm going to tell you, then I also have to tell Al. This happened when neither of you guys were with me." Winry hesitated for a second but then she nodded at him,

"Alright." she said finally. She climbed back onto the bed but turned to face the wall. Ed gave a small sigh. He didn't know why he'd even think about hiding it from them. They would have eventually found out anyway. The only thing that could be heard in the night was the sound of Ann's breath and Winry's silent tears.

LINE BREAK YO

When Ed woke up in the morning, Ann and Winry we're already gone. He groaned. He was sure Winry already told Al all about his scar. He took his time getting ready for the morning. During that, he kept thinking of different ways to tell them how the scar appeared. He wasn't sure if he should get to straight to the point or if he should sugarcoat it.

In the end, Ed was undecided. He figured he would just ask them how they wanted to hear it. He quietly crept down the stairs and was met with ignorant gazes.

"Morning." he said a little bit overly happy. Al gave him a weak smile but Winry completely ignored him. Ed took his cup of coffee from Al and a piece of toast. They sat down at the table, uncomfortable silence settling over. Ed didn't really understand why Winry was making a big idea out of this.

"Winry, I think you're being a little bit dramatic." Ed said to her. Winry slammed her cup on the table. Ann, sitting on the blankets in the middle of the living room, didn't hear her.

"Ed, that scar looks like it should have killed you. It's way too big for just a scratch and I can bet money that it goes through your body and to the back." she said to him. Al didn't stop Winry but instead she sided with her.

"Brother, we just want to know what happened." he said quietly. Ed sat back in the chair and sighed.

"Do you guys remember the time when we were at Briggs? And General Raven's troops had taken over General Armstrong's wall and Al, I told you to go to Winry and the others to warn them about it which caused us to split up?" he asked. They both nodded, remembering the memory.

"Well, when Al left, it turns out Kimblee saw through the plan we had for him and in the end, I kind of got hurt." Ed told them.

"But how did you get hurt, Ed?" Winry asked.

"Wait, is that why I had suddenly lost consciousness? You were hurt that badly?" Al asked. Ed nodded at Al.

"Ed, tell us how you got hurt. Please." Winry begged. Ed looked at Winry. He desperately didn't want to tell her. She would either cry or get mad at him. Those were the only two choices. He also knew it was too painful for them to hear. but Winry's eyes said that no matter what, she wanted to hear it.

"Okay. There was a huge explosion. I'm not going to tell you all of the details of the fight but we fell down this whole and when I woke up there was this long metal rod sticking out of me." he said. Al gasped while Winry looked down at her plate.

"When were you planning on telling us this, Ed?" Winry said through gritted teeth.

"Never. But I guess that was impossible." he told them. Al put his hands on his face.

"How...how are you alive?" he asked, horror spilling from his voice. Ed looked at his own hands.

"Alchemy. But it took a couple of years from my life." Winry stood up from the table. She looked up but it didn't stop the tears from falling.

"You could have died, Ed. And you weren't planning to tell us." Al said to him.

"But I'm alive, didn't I? Anyway, I had a promise to keep." he looked at Winry and that just made Winry's tears run faster.

"Sorry, I didn't tell you guys. But I was afraid of what you would say." Ed admitted.

"C-can we see?" Winry asked. Ed was going to make a smart remark but decided against it. He stood up and lifted his shirt slightly. Looking at it now, it did look really bad. All the red scratched and scarred skin was terrible. Winry walked over to it and touch the scar slightly with her fingertip. Ed flinched away and Winry looked at him.

"Sorry. Does it still hurt?" she asked. He shook his head.

"Your fingers were just cold." she nodded but didn't put her fingers back on the scar. She looked behind him to see the scar on his back. It was just as rough looking.

"Dummy." she whispered.

"Brother, do you have any more scars you're hiding?" Al asked a bit angrily.

"Tons, but none as bad as this one. Don't worry. This is the only one that was life threatening." he told them. They weren't sure what to say at all. Until Ann began to cry loudly.

"I got it." Ed said, putting his shirt back down. Winry wiped away her tears and sighed.

"Your brother's a huge moron. You both are." she said to Al. Al gave a small shrug.

"I know. But we're here, Winry, It's okay." he assured her. Winry smiled but it looked forced.

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