It was like she was trapped in a dark room, unable to move. The only way out was to lift her heavy eyelids. Myra became aware of that fact a few seconds ago, but her thoughts were hazy and all she wanted to do was to fall back asleep surrounding by the warmth she felt.

But even so, Myra slowly opened her eyes, blinking away the blurriness.

A white ceiling was the first thing she saw. She took a moment to stare at a single crack where the ceiling met the wall. Myra slowly moved her head to the left and saw an IV. She then moved her head to the right and was met with two pairs of golden eyes that were similar to hers. It was in that moment that the haze filling her head cleared, and she was left with thoughts that were as clear as any sunny day.

Ed sat there with bandages around his body. Next to him sat Al... but Myra wasn't looking at a suit of armour. She was looking at Al... in the flesh. His hair appeared freshly cut and the way his bones looked to have merely a thin layer of skin deemed him extremely skinny, but that was to be expected. Two crutches leaned against the wall behind him. Al got his body back!

Myra saw their mouths move and read their lips.

"Sister?"

"My?"

Myra sat up immediately. Ed held out his palm to her. In it, she saw hearing aids. She noted that they were new ones. She quickly put them in her ears and adjusted them properly.

"You shouldn't move around too much." Ed scolded.

"How are you feel—"

"Al, you got your body back!" Myra exclaimed, cutting Al off. "And Ed, your arm! Did you get your leg back too?" She paused. "Why aren't I dead?"

The two boys exchanged glances before chuckles erupted from their throats.

"What's so funny?" Myra pouted.

Ed and Al stared at her with teary smiles.

"We're glad you're back, My."

She smiled back. "Now, are you going to tell me what happened?"

Ed and Al took turns telling her of how they defeated Father. He had unleashed more energy after Myra lost consciousness, impaling Ed and damaging Al's armoured body so much he couldn't move. They told her how Al sacrificed his body to get Ed's arm back, and how Ed gave up his alchemy to bring Al back.

"I'm so proud of you two." Words could not describe how proud Myra was of her two brothers. They've accomplished their goals, and made some pretty good friends along the way.

"Now explain how I'm still here." Myra demanded to know.

The two exchanged looks once again.

"You weren't dead yet. You were just unconscious due to blood loss. Hohenheim did what he could to keep you alive." Ed explained.

"So when Brother came to get me back, we both made a deal with Truth." Al said.

Myra looked horrified. "Wh-What did you give up?"

They both smiled as they said, "Alchemical knowledge," simultaneously.

"What?" Myra was bewildered.

"I can no longer use alchemy, so I gave up all of my alchemical knowledge." Ed said.

"I gave half, but I could always relearn those things." Al said.

"And... what did you exchange it for?" Myra feared the answer.

"Your health!" Al said.

"What?" Myra was confused.

"We traded our knowledge for your health; physical and anything else. You're going to live, My. You're going to be alright." Ed told her, trying to keep his emotions in check.

"You're now perfectly healthy!" Al summed up.

Myra sat there wordlessly for a moment, trying to process all of the information she was just given.

"You know, we—"

Al, however, was cut off again. Myra gently grabbed his frail body and pulled him into a tight hug.

Al hesitated. It's been so long since he's felt an embrace so warm. One that felt like his mother's. He felt like the kid he was in Resembool so many years ago.

"Alphonse, I'm so glad you're back..." Myra whispered, tightening her grip on him. Al's eyes were quick to fill up with tears, and they soon spilled over as he began to cry.

Myra kept one arm around Al as she reached over with her other arm to hug Ed just as tight. His own tears starting to stream down his face.

"I'm so happy that you're both okay." Myra choked back a sob, but to no avail as gentle tears rolled down her cheeks. "You two always manage to scare the life out of me... but I'm just glad that you're both safe!"

Both boys held onto her tighter, burying their faces in her shoulders as they cried.

"Alright, that's done. Let's move on to the next one." Riza said, setting a rather large book to the side before picking up another one.

"How many books are there?" Roy complained from his side of the hospital room.

"You never were one to just sit and do your work." A familiar voice said from the doorway.

Roy smirked, "Well, you sound like you're doing a lot better."

"Nice to see you doing well, Myra." Riza smiled at her.

"Likewise," She said. "So how are you holding up?" Myra directed her question to Roy, staring at the bandages wrapped around his eyes.

"I've seen better days." He sighed and although he couldn't see it, Myra rolled her eyes causing Riza to crack a smile.

"I heard you'll be getting your sight back soon." She said.

"More or less. Dr. Marcoh just so happened to have an extra Philosopher's Stone lying around. It was made from Ishvalans during the war, but I'll be using it to help Ishval." He said.

"But you want Havoc to be healed first." Myra guessed.

"Well, of course!" He said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Myra turned to leave, "Well, I just came to see how you two were doing."

"You know, Myra. If you want, we could use the Philosopher's Stone to give you back your hearing as well." Roy offered. Riza looked up from the book in her hands, eyes covered with curiosity as she waited for her answer.

But Myra didn't hesitate to decline, "No thanks. I'm doing fine with just hearing aids. Plus it's a pretty good reminder." Roy smirked.

"You've grown up, Myra." Riza noted with a fond smile.

"Well, a lot's changed." She replied before walking out of the room.

Myra walked down an empty hall. There was a step in her stride. One that she hasn't had since she was a kid.

"Is there a special reason why you're here?" Myra asked as she passed a boy leaning against a windowsill.

"Well, yes." He replied. "I have something for you."

Myra turned around to face him, tilting her head curiously. "Oh?"

"Drew had a feeling he wasn't going to make it. He asked me to give this to you after you found your brothers, and I thought now was a good time."

He handed Myra a slightly old envelope with her name written on the back in neat writing.

"Thank you, Oscar." Myra smiled.

"Don't mention it." He turned to leave, but stopped himself. "By the way, Ava and I were wondering if you'd think the three of us could team up again, doing what we did before, but without anyone telling us what to do."

Myra hesitated before responding, "You know what? That sounds like a great idea... but not yet. First, I'm going to go back to Resembool. I'm going to try to make up for the years that I've missed with my family and friends. But after that, I just might take you up on that offer." She said with a playful wink. "I don't want anyone to have to go through what we did."

"We thought you might say that." Oscar said. "Well, whenever you're ready, or if you ever need anything, you know how to find us."

"Same here, Oscar."

"Take care of yourself, Myra. Your brothers, too."

"I will."

With one last glance, Oscar disappeared out the window.

Myra looked out at the afternoon sun. She was supposed to meet Ed and Al this evening so they could catch the train to Resembool. She let her thumb run across where her name was neatly written on the old paper. Without looking down at it, she shoved the envelope in her pocket before exiting the hospital to pack her stuff.

The sky was now a dull yellow as the sun was in the process of setting. Three Elrics and their teacher stood by the train station, suitcases at their feet.

"So, are you three gonna be okay?" Izumi asked them.

"Don't worry about us, we'll be fine." Al assured her.

"By the way," Ed began. "You never told us that My was once your student too." He turned to Izumi.

"It didn't seem like my place to tell you." Izumi shrugged, causing an irk mark to appear on Ed's head and Al and Myra to sweat drop.

"I was reluctant to take you each in as my students." Izumi said in nostalgia. "But I saw in your eyes what I saw in Myra's eyes, and I couldn't say no."

"Did you know from the start that we were siblings?" Al asked.

"I didn't know right away that you two were her younger brothers, but I figured it out quickly. Myra did talk about you two a lot; of how she was getting stronger for her brothers, and hoping that they were both doing well and not getting into trouble. I guess I now understand why she was so worried." Izumi smiled. "She tried to accelerate her training so she could come home sooner, but that didn't go as she planned." She laughed at the memories of Myra trying to speed up her training, but having it only end in frustration during the rush.

The four laughed at either the memory or just the mere thought as the train pulled into the station.

"We'll see you soon, Teacher." Myra said as she grabbed both her and Al's suitcases as she hopped onto the train.

The two boys said their own goodbyes as Ed helped Al onto the train with his crutches, taking his suitcase with him.

Two sat across from one as the train began to move. It didn't take long for the two boys to feel drowsy.

"Hey, My?" Ed yawned with his eyes half open.

"Hmm?"

"Did you know Greed?"

Myra stared out the window, "Not really, no. But he was the only homunculus who didn't seem half bad."

Ed and Al both just stared at her, so she continued, "The old Greed always ran off to do his own thing, so he had no involvement with me or the other hostages."

Ed and Al nodded in understanding. It didn't take long for them to fall asleep.

Myra silently chuckled at their sleeping faces.

Her hand reached into her pocket to pull out the envelope Oscar had given her.

She looked at the paper in her hands, playing with the edges as she debated on opening now as opposed to later.

After a moment of contemplation, Myra sighed, opening the envelope and pulling out a handwritten letter.

Myra,

If you're reading this, then I'm probably dead. I'm sorry. I always had a feeling that I'd never make it out alive. But more than anything, you, Oscar and Ava deserve to.

You must have met up with your brothers by now. I couldn't be happier for you! I'd tell you to protect them and watch over them, but you'd do that anyway.

My last wish is that you live a happy and fulfilling life. Live for the ones who didn't make it and for yourself as well. Nothing will be easy after escaping the homunculi, but none of us expected it to be. Whatever happens in the outside world; don't give up. Even if it's been a while, we still do have a place in this world and we're much more than just experiments. I know the past year has been one of the worst, but it can only get better from here.

Just know that you're the smartest, most determined and kind-hearted person that I've ever met. You're incredibly skilled and have all the traits it takes to become an amazing and well-known alchemist. You're capable of accomplishing so many great things.

Live your life with no regrets; protect your brothers, travel the world, meet new people. I only wish the best for you.

I'm sorry that I couldn't live to keep the promise that we both made.

And just know one thing: I love you. I have for a while.

—Drew

(A/N: Thank you to all of my readers and anyone who favourited/reviewed. It really gave me the motivation to finish this story. Thank you so much for sticking with my slow updates and for reading this mediocre story all the way through. It truly means a lot to me 3)