A/N: Okay, so... no more promises. Sorry this took so long to write. To be honest, I'm not sure how I feel about this story at the moment, and I'm contemplating on rather I should re-write it or not. It's early in the story, so I don't know if it's really necessary or not, so I'm going to leave that up to you all, if that's okay.

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Chapter 6

Ed woke up around 10. The first thing he did was go straight to the toilet, vomiting. 'Damn these symptoms...' He thought. He brushed his teeth before taking a quick shower. He then changed into the clothes he usually wore these days. A white dress shirt with a black vest, black trousers and shoes, and a long brown jacket with a dark brown hood. Basically what he wore when he first saw Mustang again. Ed felt he was getting too old for the leather pants and red jacket. He even felt too old for the braid. It just looked silly to him now, so instead he did the high ponytail. Aunt Pinako mentioned that he was starting to look like Hohenheim, but lets not get into his feelings about that.

Once dressed and ready, he decided to call Alphonse. He promised to call him last night and never did, so he's probably worried.

The phone rang 4 times until a female voice came from the other end. "Rockbell Automail Services, this is Winry Rockbell speaking."

"Hey, Win. It's Ed."

"Ed!" Winry said in a giddy tone. "It's great to speak with you. How's Central?"

"Same as its always been, I guess. How's the business going?" he asked.

"Things are staying pretty busy. Lots of new faces." she told him. "I have to say, its nice that the people I help actually take care of their automail, unlike some people. They understand the hard work I've put into it."

Ed was annoyed. "Yeah, yeah, I get it. Anyway, is Alphonse around?"

"No, actually. I made him go to the store, but I'll let him know you called as soon as he gets back, okay?" Winry said.

"Gotcha." Ed replied. There was a slight pause before someone spoke again.

"Hey Ed..." she said, and though nobody could say for sure, one could make a guess that she was twirling her finger around the phone cord as she spoke. "How long do you plan to be gone for?"

"It'll be longer than I originally thought. Sorry Win, but I think it might be a while before I come back." he said.

You could hear the disappointment in her voice when she replied with a simple "oh." Hearing that, Ed said without thinking-

"You could always come visit Central, you know."

Ed then face palmed. No, you idiot, bad idea... he thought.

"You know, I think that'd be nice. I'd love to see Gracia and little Elicia again!" she said happily, "And you, of course. I miss you, you know."

"Yeah, you too."

He could already see the smile on her face when he heard how happy she was. He remembered the conversation he had with Al the other day, and him assuming he had feelings for her. Ed wasn't stupid. He knew Winry felt something for him, and at some point, he will have to let her down easy. Truth knows he does not want that day to come.

Eventually, the conversation came to an end. Ed promised to call again before he went to bed. Once they said their goodbyes, Ed headed towards the hospital.

"Mustang!" he exclaimed as he walked into the building.

Roy waved to him.

"You're already here?" Ed asked.

"Why so surprised?"

"I just kind of assumed you'd be late."

Roy frowned. "Well sorry to disappoint. And you don't have to call me 'Mustang' anymore. 'Roy' is fine."

Why did Ed feel a need to blush at the thought of saying his first name? He turned his head. "That's okay. I'm more use to 'Mustang'."

Roy sighed, failing to notice the slight red on Ed's cheeks. "Okay. Whatever you're more accustomed to is fine."

Ed turned back to look straight at him. "In that case, 'Bastard' should do just fine then." he said with a smirk.

Roy brought his hand to his chin, as if he was in thought. "If that's how its going to be, then I suppose 'Beansprout' will suit you well."

"Why you-"

"Coming up with pet names already?" came a voice.

"Dr. Frazier!" Ed exclaimed.

He gave a short wave. "Yo. Are you two done or should I wait?"

Ed blushed, again. "C-coming."

Ed and Roy followed Dr. Frazier into a different room than the previous one yesterday. This room had more advanced technology. Dr. Frazier motioned for Edward to lay down on the bed.

"Are you familiar with what an ultrasound is?" he asked.

Ed nodded.

"So you know how this works?"

Ed nodded again. He did this in Resembool.

Dr. Frazier smiled. "Good."

The doctor put on some gloves, then picked up the gel that sat on a table by the bed. He squeezed some of the gel onto his hand whiled Ed lifted up his shirt.

Roy just watched as he spread the gel onto Ed's stomach.

With his other hand, Dr. Frazier turned on the machine, then grabbed the transducer. "Here we go." he said.

He started to rub the transducer around his stomach, the baby being revealed on the sonogram.

Roy's eyes widened. Having a baby suddenly became more real to him.

"There's your baby. Looks like their head is starting to take shape." Dr. Frazier informed in.

Ed looked at the screen, then looked over towards the other side of the bed, where Roy stood above him. Ed couldn't help be notice the look in his eyes, and that's when he realized something, this was Mustangs first time seeing the baby. "Mustang?" he questioned.

Roy looked down at him. "Sorry, it's just... thats... our baby."

Ed couldn't help but appreciate the word 'our'.

He nodded. "Yeah. It is."

Dr. Frazier smiled at them. "Do you two need a moment?"

Ed nodded.

Dr. Frazier handed Ed the transducer. "I'll be outside." he said, closing the door.

Ed turned back to Roy. "What are you thinking?" he asked.

"I think I'm starting to realise just how real this is."

"You know, it's not too late to back out." Ed told him.

Roy shook his head. "No way. I'm here to stay."

Ed gave a slight smile before turning back to look a the sonogram.

"What about you?" Roy asked. "What are you thinking right now."

"I can't say for sure. I think I feel myself getting more adjusted to having a baby each day. But..."

"...but?" Roy urged.

Ed looked down. "I'm scared... What if something goes wrong?"

Ed felt a hand rest softly on his shoulder. He looked up towards Roy.

Roy spoke to him softly. "Don't think like that, okay? I know this situation isn't ideal, but everything's going to be fine." he told him, although he knew nothing could be promised.

Ed just nodded.

There was a silence for a few minutes, while Ed and Roy looked at the screen.

They both heard the door open, and in walked Dr. Frazier. He smiled at the two of them. "Lets finish this up, shall we?"

The cold wind blew as they walked side by side down the street. Roy pulled the collar of his military jacket up more towards his chin. "It's starting to get cold out, isn't it?" he said. Ed agreed.

"Have you thought anymore on my offer about staying at my place?" Roy asked.

Ed slightly turned his head to him. "Yeah, actually. I have."

"And?"

"I think I'm going to take you up on that offer. If you can handle me." he smirked.

"I've had to deal with you for years, I think I can manage." Roy said.

Ed sighed. "I don't know, Mustang. Don't you think it'd be weird living with your former subordinate? One you use to hate."

Roy frowned at the word 'hate.'

"I've never once hated you, Edward."

Ed scoffed. "You sure acted like you did."

"Not my fault you were such a brat."

Ed stopped walking. "Hey!"

Roy kept going, looking over his shoulder. "You know it's true." he smirked.

Ed mumbled what could only be heard as 'bastard', before catching up to him.

"So... about this whole moving in thing..." Ed started.

"Hm?"

"Like, when?" Ed asked.

"Well," Roy said, "I think the sooner the better. I have to get going to the office, but I should be done around 7 tonight. We can get you settled in tonight or wait till the morning. That's up to you."

"I only have a couple bags. I could just come by the office tonight, if thats okay with you. It gives me an excuse to see everyone again before I start showing." Ed said. He'd hate to admit it, but he missed Hawkeye and the rest of the crew.

Roy gave a soft smile. "Sounds like a plan."

Ed's stomach gave a little flutter when he saw his smile. He rested his hand onto his belly. What the fuck...? he thought.

"You okay?" Roy asked.

"Uh, yeah. Probably just one of those weird symptoms again." he said.

7 came before he knew it. Ed stood, bags in hand, in front of the Central Command Center, a place he'd never thought he'd end up at again. Ed gave a deep breath before walking towards the doors.

He caught eyes with one of the female officers.

Her eyes widened. "Are you... Edward Elric?"

Ed sweat dropped. "The one and only." he said. "Just here to visit some old friends."

She bowed. "O-of course!"

"Th-thats not necessary..."

"Sorry! I'll leave you to your visit." she blushed, before quickly walking away.

Ed gave a nervous laugh. "That was awkward..." he mumbled to himself.

"Edward!" exclaimed a voice.

Ed looked over to his right, know exactly who that voice belonged to. "Lieutenant Hawkeye!" he said.

"It's Colonel, now."

"Right, sorry." he smiled sheepishly.

She waved it off. "How have you been?" she asked him.

"Pretty busy lately. And what about you? Still keeping the bastard in line?"

She smirked. "If I don't, then who will? Why the bags?"

"Um..." Ed wasn't sure if Mustang really wanted people to know about their arrangement. Ed wasn't even sure if he himself wanted people knowing. "Staying at a hotel nearby. Central Command was on the way, so I thought I'd dropped by and say hi." he lied, well, he didn't completely lie.

Hawkeye smiled. "In that case, follow me. I'm sure everyone will be glad to see you."

They walked down the hall before coming to two big doors, which opened up to the outer office. Everyone was sitting at their desks, finishing up their work. Ed sat his bags down.

Fuery was the first to notice the two. "Ed!" he exclaimed. Everyone looked up.

"H-hey... been a while." Ed timidly said. There was a small pause before Breda spoke.

"Oh! Shorty, you're back!" he exclaimed.

Ed gave a murderous glare. "Watch it, Breda."

Breda laughed. "Yup, that's definitely you!"

Soon enough, Breda, Havoc, Fuery, and Falman were all circling around him. Words of 'welcome back' and 'good to see you' bounced around the room.

"Glad to see you're walking again, Havoc." Ed said. And he truly was happy.

"Thanks. Took me while, but I feel as good as new, thanks Marcoh and the boss." he said, pointing over his shoulder to the main office.

"Speaking of the old bastard, shouldn't he be done by now." Ed impatiently asked.

"Just about. Probably has one or two papers to sign. Why? Since when are you so eager to see him?" Havoc asked.

"I-its not that." he said.

Havoc waved it off. "Right, right."

Sooner or later the doors opened, and out walked the man himself.

He and Ed looked at each other. "So you're the root of all this noise, huh?" Roy said.

Havoc laughed.

After about an hour of catching up, everyone slowly left one by one, making Ed promise to see them again. It soon go to the point where it was just Roy and Ed left in the room together.

"So," Roy looked over to him, "shall we get going?"

A/N: Thank you for reading! Please review/favorite/follow and so on! (Btw, I'm not entirely sure if this pregnancy stuff is accurate, so if anyone sees that its not, please let me know!)