A/N: This is Winry's last goodbye to Ed. It is set post-chapter 104, and it is kinda how I imagine things would end up if the five sacrifices died but still saved the world. This was meant to be angst, but ended up as a kinda fluffy drabble DX.

Hey Ed,

I guess this is finally goodbye. Yeah, I know we haven't spoken in years, and I'm sorry I never come to pay my respects. Nowadays it's getting harder and harder to catch a train out to the country. You should be here to see my new shop. As soon as I moved to Central the business boomed! With the whole Revolution thing all those years ago, it turned out a lot of people lost limbs and are now in need of automail. Who would have thought that the Revolution would have been good for business?

Talking about the Revolution, you probably want to know what's going on now. As it would happen, Ms. Hawkeye turned out to be an excellent choice for Fuhrer. With the death of Mr. Mustang, it was only natural that she would succeed him. She's really trying hard to keep the government stable and the people peaceful, in the power transition from military to democracy. The people love her, and are actually trying to keep her from stepping down as Fuhrer for a republic!

In other news Shiroi (one of Black Hayate's pups) and Rusty (Den's pup) just had their first litter of puppies. I think I've gone dog-less for too long, so I'm going to adopt one. Hopefully it will have as good as traits as both its granddads.

I when to Central's cemetery the other day to tend to Al's grave, now that Mei has moved back to Xing. I told him that I was planning on writing you a letter and he seemed to like the idea (hence why I'm still writing this). While I was there I saw Sig taking care of Izumi's grave. I stopped by and chatted with him, too. Turns out, you five ended up being famous for the sacrifice that you made. Heck, even Hoenheim's grave is well taken care of (turns out there is some sort of community project to take care of it).

I'm not sure why I talking about current events if this is a goodbye letter. Please don't be offended by this, Ed, but I think I'm finally going to move on with my life. The times we spent as children and teens will always be part of me, and they shape who I am. Don't get me wrong, I don't want to be disrespectful, but I think the me you used to know is fading. Just the other day I was working on a new automail leg design, and I realized I can't remember the sound of your voice. Or for that matter what you look like, all I can remember is the sight of your red coat vanishing into the horizon. Ironic, no?

So I hope you understand that this goodbye is the best for both of us. I need to start living in the present. And it's about time you be getting to your next life, and stop lazing around in the afterlife. Go on, get, you idiot! You don't have to wait for me anymore.

Love,

Winry

P.S. I hope you like the flowers I left on your grave.