Author's Note: I don't suggest reading this until you have read my other Royai, "Two Drinks For One" considering this is a continuation of the story.

So let me explain. My original intentions were to not continue anything else of that fanfiction, considering I liked the note I left it on but I received a suggestion that I should write a story about their kid. I actually really liked the idea and decided to do this experimental to see how it goes. I have sort of a plan for it and we will see how it goes.

IF YOU LIKED THE WAY MY STORY ENDED AND YOU DON'T WANT TO READ ANY ADD-ONS OR DEPTH FOR THEIR LIVES AFTER, I SUGGEST YOU DO NOT READ THIS FANFICTION.

Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy reading. This first scene will be a little prologue-story start for the plot that I have in mind. I hope you enjoy it as much as you guys seemed to enjoy "Two Drinks For One".

Also...have fun with my, probably not to accurate, descriptions of being pregnant. (I have never been so, so I am guessing along the lines of what I have seen on health shows.)

Love,

Winrymarellie

The night air quietly drifted through Central. The breeze left soft rustles in the trees as the moonlight from above illuminated the town below it as clouds drifted, occasionally covering it's white surface and creating darkness for split moments in time.

However, in the Mustang household, the serenity of the night was completely broken.

Riza was gasping desperately for air as she gripped onto her husband's hand. Her eyes were closed shut as she felt another contraction surge through her. She squeezed his hand tightly as she tried to push through the pain. When she had become pregnant all these months ago, she never expected to feel like this when the time came.

The time had finally come though. The Mustang family was going to have the child that they had hoped for after all this time.

The woman groaned in pain.

"Riza, it's going to be alright-"

"Shut up." she demanded from him instantly. Her eyes looked as though they were about to kill Roy, or anything around her to be exact.

All they were waiting for was the doctor to arrive.

Riza tried to slow her breathing and control it. She couldn't really explain to her husband the level of discomfort she was in. She wanted this child out of her at this very moment and was tired of waiting. These contractions, this pain, she never expected this to hurt more than anything else.

By the time the doctor arrived, Riza felt a surge of relief run through her body. She didn't want to end up in the same situation as Gracia years ago when Elisia was born, forced to have someone who was unprofessional help her birth her child. She was positive that Winry did a great job, but Riza felt safer with an actual doctor.

And so, the time went on.

When Riza finally felt as though the child was coming, she groaned as she pushed, feeling her body strain as she breathed heavily.

But suddenly, she felt herself feel relaxed, relieved. It was all over.

She looked to her husband, a small smile on her face. Her eyes looked tired at that moment, but she was happy that it was over. The woman still felt a dull pain, but it was nothing in comparison to before.

The doctor handed her their child. It was a baby boy.

Riza looked at him momentarily before she closed her eyes, holding her head back as she cradled the child in her arms, a warm smile across her face. "Roy…" she whispered, opening her eyes to look at him.

"Yes, Riza?" He replied.

"This is the only kid you are getting," she told him, "I'm not going through that again." Riza looked down at her son, "I'm glad that we have him though, despite all of the pain I just endured."

Roy smiled and kissed her forehead before looking back at their son. He stared for a long moment, remaining silent as he looked intently at their child.

Riza glanced at him before looking back at their son. She closed her eyes and whispered, "It's alright if you want to name him that. I think it's the proper thing to do."

He looked at her, "Are you sure?"

She nodded, "Yes."

Roy smiled, he was so joy filled that he wanted to embrace his wife right then and there. "Thank you so much…." he told her, kissing his wife on the forehead once more.

He looked back to his son, his eyes welling up with tears as he tried to stop himself from crying, "Welcome to the world, Maes."