AN: Yays! Another chapter! I'm planning on including the years of rehabilitation in this one rather than the last one, but I know next to nothing about anything related to automail. This should be interesting. Also, review, dammit. I spent like 2 hours drawing the cover gdi.

Disclaimer: I do not own FMA.

"Every nightmare just discloses; it's your blood that's red like roses."

-Red Like Roses Part II, RWBY Volume 1 Soundtrack

The next few hours consisted of disinfecting and wrapping Edward's wounds, what seemed like infinite amounts of blood, and Alphonse stumbling around, destroying almost everything in his path. Eventually Trisha simply told him to sit down and stay still until they took care of Ed.

By 2:47am, Edward was clean, bandaged, and, thankfully, sleeping. The three women sat down in the living room, their blood-stained dresses making it appear as if they'd all had their "time of the month".

"Now that Edward is safe…" Pinako sighed, "What's going on? Trisha, you died right in front of me. I helped bury you."

"I…I don't know," she whispered. "I don't know what's going on."

"Ed and I performed human transmutation to bring you back," Alphonse answered, speaking for the first time in hours. "It rebounded and I lost my body….I think Brother attached my soul to this armor…" Trisha stared at her son. That did make sense.

"Why?" she asked, hurt. "I told you to live on…"

"And we did," Al replied. "Our motivation to continue was to see your smile." The brunette covered her hand with her mouth, choking back a sob.

"I wouldn't want…I don't want you two hurt…" Trisha said quietly. Al nodded, metal clinking with his movements.

"Do you remember anything after...you died?" Winry piped up after a few moments of silence. Trisha shook her head in response.

"No…I closed my eyes and opened them in the basement…." she explained. "If there was anything in-between, I don't remember it." Immediately, she tensed as something flooded her mind once more. It was fuzzy, and she doubted it was an actual memory. "Except…I think I remember….A door?" All stared at her in confusion and she shook her head. "It's probably just my imagination." The woman looked up at Winry, noticing her long hair and slight curves. "….How long have I been…?" she murmured.

"Dead?" Pinako interjected. "Five years." The woman said nothing in response and only nodded. After a few minutes, Trisha finally spoke again.

"Where are Sarah and Urey?"

She didn't notice the tears streaming down Winry's face.

"I see..." Trisha whispered, tears streaming down her face. "These kids have lost so much already..."

"They have," Pinako agreed. "I've tried my best to look after them, but...It's evidently not enough."

"You've done more than enough for us, Granny," Alphonse retorted. "Don't be so hard on yourself." The lady shrugged, blowing a puff of smoke out of her pipe.

"I couldn't protect you boys, though. However, we'll make do with what we've got left and learn from our mistakes. Now, you two. Off to bed," she ordered before the children trotted up the stairs, metal clanks heard throughout the house.

So um yeah. Thanks for reading, please review! Also, if anyone wants to be my beta, that would be cool because I've never had a beta and I'm too afraid to ask someone.