Losing You

A/N: Okie Doke, let's get this chapter going! Thanks for the reviews, alerts, and favorites! Glad to know this story is appreciated! So in return, here is the next chapter! Also, my other stories will be continued shortly, I will try my best to whip them out as fast as I can! :)

Chapter 5: Trance

Roy sat at the desk staring at the sheet of paper in front of him, blankly and his eyes stared at the bold printed letters, them blurring out of focus. He paid no attention and whenever somebody asked him something, it would surprise him as if he had been rudely awoken from a good dream. Except this was no dream, this was a nightmare. His subordinates would look at him strangely time and again, then turn back to their work and for the first time it was actually quiet. It seemed as if time had slowed and nobody moved, or at least that's how Roy saw it. He felt numb as his brain maneuvered his arms and hands to scribble signatures on documents that he gave no care to even read. Occasionally scratching the little stubble on his chin. A day passed as a blur, then two days, then three, and Roy couldn't remember anything he'd done. Just signing documents slowly, barely saying a word and getting home, only to drink and sleep. Mustang realized he hadn't eaten in a few days, or at least anything decent, dark circles painted around his eyes and his fair skin turned pale. To Havoc and the others, he looked ill, or a dead man.

Mustang glanced at the time, the ticking of the clock making his head hurt, the sunlight hardly poured through the blinds which had been closed and dusty for the past few days. He checked the calendar for the first time since he doesn't remember when. Realizing that almost five days had passed since he lost the closest one to him, she would be buried tomorrow and he couldn't do a thing about, now he had to sleep just one more night off.

Roy got his car and drove away from Central Command, a different direction from his usual road. After a few minutes out of the main city, he rounded a curve into a grove of trees, the dirt path swirling dust from underneath the tires, dark green leaves grew on low, twisting branches just two feet above the car. Stars in the sky glittered amongst the midnight blue, a crescent moon rested above a hill in the distance. Mustang stopped the car in front of a beige two story, cottage home, lights illuminating the window and red shutters opened to let light flood the freshly trimmed yard in front. A brick chimney puffed out smoke from a fireplace, the red shingled-roof complimenting the brown bricks. Stepping out of the car Roy climbed up the porch steps, not stopping to smell the roses and chrysanthemums that grew in bushes in the front yard. Opening the large oak door he stepped into the foyer, hanging up the blue uniform jacket, the gold badge with the in-graving 'General' gleaming on it.

"Daddy!" Something collided with his legs, nearly knocking him over. Looking down he stared into burning hazel eyes, a large smile dawned on the small, raven-haired girl's face. Another bundle of blonde hair tumbled onto his other knee, just a little shorter than the girl. The small boy looked up with onyx eyes that matched his own through clear glasses, a smile spread across his face,

"Hello Father."

Roy sighed and smiled widely at his son and daughter, scooping them up into his strong arms and twirling them around happily. The two children laughed and screamed with glee, once put down the girl skipped happily into the next room, dragging her younger brother by the hand. Mustang chuckled and followed them through a peaceful living room into a yellow-painted kitchen. A woman stood at the stove stirring a pot of something that smelled good, she turned around, blonde hair flipped and hazel eyes noticed the newest entry to the room. Riza walked towards Roy with a smile,

"You're home early, how was work?" She kissed him and he grinned,

"Oh the usual," He said casually, "Havoc late, Furey scared of something, Breda eating, Ed arguing while Al tries to stop it, and Falman keeping quiet."

Riza laughed as Roy wrapped his arms around her waist, being cautious of the bump forming on her stomach. "That brings me back," She said, "It seems like things haven't changed too much. I'm glad." He let out a light laugh and kissed his wife again, moving his lips lower to her neck, only to have her sigh and say, "Roy, the kids are over there..." He let her go with a grin, she winked at him and Roy went to sit down at the table with his kids. They ate a meal and talked about each others day, school, work, upcoming events, and a good story or two. The General felt whole and happy, he had a family with the woman whom he loved the most, what more could he ask for?

The raven-haired man flipped another page of the newspaper, reading another article on the uprisings between Creta and Drachma. He felt the presence of someone staring at him, he then saw his little girl in a pink nightgown, brown bear in hand with a smile. He smiled at her and she climbed onto his lap, the little blonde boy followed his sister's example in blue pajamas. The small girl pushed her black hair back and said excitedly,

"Daddy, daddy, are you gonna read us a story?"

The blonde boy pushed his glasses farther up his nose, "Yeah, daddy, can you read us a bedtime story?"

"Of course," Roy smiled, "Isabella got to choose the story last time, Danny you pick out tonights story."

"Tell us about the one where you saved Mommy!" Danny said happily, "It's my favorite!"

"Me too!" Isabella cried, "Please Daddy?"

"Alright, Alright," Roy smiled, his eyes softened at the two children. Recalling the event of then reminded him of what he almost didn't have. Riza walked into the room and sat next to them on the couch, she smiled and patted Danny's head caringly. Mustang smiled and began the story, "Once upon a time, a long, long time ago, there was a Bad Man who wanted to become perfect. He couldn't do that without five sacrifices, whom he had picked out very carefully due to their skill and durability. Daddy was one of them, unfortunately he didn't have one of the most important skills needed to be a sacrifice, so one of the Bad Man's minions tried to hurt Mommy to make Daddy do something bad." Roy looked down at the children's eyes which were wide as saucers. He caught his wife's smirk and gleaming eyes, he grinned and continued. "I was scared and panicked, but you're Mommy was brave and told me not to follow the Bad Man's orders, so I didn't. And then the minion who worked for the Bad Man disappeared all of a sudden, and then a few friends leaped down from the rafters and helped us defeat the bad guys in the room. One of the friends, Auntie Mei, cured Mommy and we survived. After the big battle with Uncle Ed, Uncle Alphonse and everyone else, almost losing everybody at once, Uncle Ed punched the Bad Man and defeated him. Once everybody found each other again and got medical help, we all came together once more, and we all lived and will continue to live happily...ever after. The End."

Isabella's head rested on her Father's chest, eyes closed and wearing a content, peaceful look. Danny yawned and leaned against his mother, a small smile on his little face.

Riza smiled, "Shall we put them to bed?"

He nodded and picked up the two sleeping children, his wife behind him as he put Danny into the lower bunk bed, gently removing his glasses and kissing him on the forehead. "Night Danny Maes." Roy lay Isabella on the top bunk, brushing her black bangs from her eyes, he kissed her on the forehead too. "Good night Izzy." The little girl whispered,

"Goodnight Daddy...love...you..."

He smiled and looked at Danny, his arm dangling from the side of the bed. Roy softly whispered a laugh and tucked him in with a little, blue elephant that lay near his son on the star-pattern bedsheets. Riza smiled and kissed her two children goodnight, taking Roy's hand as they walked out of the room, shutting the door softly behind them.

Roy snuggled up to Riza, his breathing finally slowing from pants to husky breath, looking into Riza's lightly flushed face, into her burning hazel eyes. Just as much in love today as he was the first day he met her. He kissed her on the forehead, on the nose, and finally made his way to capture her lips again. She smiled and leaned into his bare chest, making her warmer and Roy wrapped his arms around her, one hand feeling the small bump on her stomach, a light feeling flooding through him. They created yet another life together. He internally laughed at remembering when Riza had told him she was pregnant with their first child, his overjoyment as he leaped into the air, picked her up and twirled her around, the two laughing and he kissed her. He remembered treating her like she was glass both times she was carrying his child, and how she used to scoff in annoyance at it. He remembered having his children, surrounded by friends and family. Now he had his own, he remembered being nervous about holding Izzy for the first time, she was so tiny and fragile. He remembered the tear that slipped from his eye, and Ed desperately wanting to make fun of it, but holding his tongue. He looked back into the hazel eyes of Riza who lay in the blue sheets with him, in their house, in their bed, in their togetherness. He kissed her pink lips again and stared into her eyes, she whispered,

"I love you, Roy."

Roy smiled and said exactly what he meant, "I love you too. I love you so much."

The loving expression on Riza's face changed to dark and sorrowful, it shocked Mustang. Her voice echoed and resounded through his ears, "If you loved me, then why couldn't you save me Colonel?"

"Wha-what?" He stuttered, his vision changed, the room swirled and morphed into a black nothingness. A small child's laughter echoed behind him. Roy whipped around to face Danny and Isabella, they smiled and laughed, then turned and ran, disappearing into the black. "Wait! Danny! Isabella! Wait! Come back!" He called to them, his hand was to far from them, his feet refused to run after them.

"Colonel."

Roy's eyes widened in disbelief, he whipped around again to see Riza, pale and an inquisitive look on her face. "Riza, you-" Her blonde hair whipped in a wind, except no air blew in the dark place where they stood, tears grew in her eyes as blood oozed from her torso and everywhere else on her body. She looked weak and about to fall. Roy tried with all his might to reach for her, but his feet felt glued to his place, he stared into her eyes calling her name. Riza's eyes widened and a gunshot rang out, blood gushed from a wound at her temple and Roy screamed, "RIZA! NO!" Her body fell to the black and disappeared, his feet still glued to the dark.

"Roy," Riza called out, "Roy," He looked around panicked, "Where are you?" His voice cracked as he yelled, Mustang felt his heart beating fast, clawing furiously at the shadows but still couldn't find her. "Roy," the voice called out, it's tone changed to fearful and Roy felt his arms bind and he flung furiously to move him, struggling to break free. "Roy wake up," Riza said, "Wake up," the voice slowly morphed from Riza's to someone he couldn't identify but it was laced with concern and fear, "Wake up! Wake up Colonel! Please wake up, Sir! WAKE UP!"

Colonel Mustang shot up from the bed, sending whoever was holding him down flying backwards onto the floor. Roy was sweaty and pale, gagging and almost wrenching out the contents of his stomach, which wasn't much. Grasping the wet sheets with his fist, he breathed heavily and began to shake. Looking over he saw a horrified Lieutenant Havoc and Sargent Furey in black uniforms lying on the wood floor, their eyes wide and Furey was close to tears. Neither of them knew what to say, all they could do was look away from each other, after a few moments Havoc stood up and said,

"Are you alright?"

Roy sighed and composed himself and looking up with blank eyes he lied, "Yes I'm fine, I'm fine." Cautiously sitting on the side of the bed he breathed again, wiping sweat from his forehead. Furey had finally gotten up and he turned towards Havoc, a sadness emanating from his form. The Lieutenant looked at his Superior Officer and said,

"Come on Colonel, get up and take a shower, you might want to shave too. Be quick," Havoc put a hat on his head and tossed a bundle of a black military uniform on Roy's bed, turning away from the Colonel and Furey he reminded solemnly, "We've got a funeral to go to."

A/N: Alright, aww I almost cried with this chapter lol I'm so emotional! Anyways, hope you liked! Please Read and Review, I love reviews you have no idea!

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