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Daughter
Chapter Two: "Good Bye"
By: Nyago & Full Metal Ai (Cherry Studios)


The dark clouds of the winter morning came closer together, signaling a gloomy and downright terrible day. Snow began to fall, sweet and silent as the night. Winry, who was currently tossing in her bed while she slept, woke herself up with a start and looked around the room to make sure her dream wasn't real. Gasping for air, she lifted her skinny pale fingers towards her face as tears from her eyes began to form.

Looking around the room to make sure Edward wasn't woken by her sudden movement, she walked out of the room and downstairs to the living room for her own comfort. She couldn't stay with Edward anymore, he thought of her as a girl that haunted his past. How can she love a man that doesn't love her? But she does…and that's what pained her. Walking towards the sofa, she saw a familiar picture frame that stood near the table next to the sofa where she was currently located. She picked up the frame as if it would be the end of the world if she touched it.

"Oh, this…" She spoke her thoughts out loud as she looked at the image. Inside the frame was a picture of her, Edward, Trisha and Al when Trisha was 2 years old, and wanted to go to the carnival near their house. She was so excited to go and she could remember Trisha's demanding words…

'I am old enough!' She shouted, giving her parents a guilty look.

Edward gave a small smile to his young daughter as she hurriedly explained her reasoning behind going to the carnival after her most recent outburst. This could go on for hours, especially when Trisha wanted something.

"Look, Trisha ... you have to be a certain height to go on some of the rides ..."

Trisha looked confused for a moment then nodded.

"Okay, Daddy. I'll wait until I'm taller," She said cheerfully, then skipped out of the room happily. Edward chuckled, Winry laughed, and Alphonse smirked, all of them returning to what they were doing before. About five minutes later, Winry felt a tug on her dress, and she looked down to her little girl.

"Trisha? What's wrong, sweetie?" Trisha looked excited.

"Mommy, mommy! Am I taller now?" Winry stared at Trisha for another moment, then laughed, kneeling and patting her on the head.

"I don't know ... Edward? Does Trisha look taller to you?" Edward looked over from where he sat, staring at Trisha with a decisive look on his face. He then smiled widely, standing and kneeling next to the girl.

"You know ... she does! She looks tall enough to.. oh.. Let's say... Go to that Carnival?" Edward said with a grin, which made Trisha jump up and down, clapping her hands in excitement.

"Let's go, let's go!" Trisha shrieked, grabbing her father's hand and leading her to the door. Winry laughed and went to the closet to retrieve the family's coats, and to yell for Alphonse to come downstairs.

They ended up having one of the most wonderful times of their lives at the carnival that night. But nobody had the heart to tell Trisha that she hadn't grown an inch.

Winry smiled sadly at the memory, placing the picture frame back onto the table. Those times were gone now, and she knew it. She knew now... Edward didn't love her. She wasn't sure if she could stay with a man who didn't love her, even if they did have a child together. She knew that she needed time to sort things out.. She had to do it away from Edward and Trisha, though. Winry knew this. She couldn't have anything in her way to make her believe one way or another, so it was then she had decided.

Winry made her way to the phone, and dialed a number. She waited for a moment, and then spoke.

"Hello, Mother? Yes, it's me. I thought... I would pay you and Father a visit ..."

Nodding her head in agreement, she said her final words before putting the phone back onto the receiver. "I should start packing." She spoke out loud. Gathering her strength she headed towards the room she and Edward were currently located. Once she entered the room, though, she found herself a big surprise.

"Edward.." She whispered.

"Are you ok?" He asked, she could tell he wasn't asleep at all; instead he lay there wide awake looking at her with worried eyes.

"I-I am fine" Winry replied, walking towards the closet and gathering a small suitcase. "I will be going home for a few days…"

Edward gasped. What's with the sudden change? He wondered. "Why…?" He asked, watching as she began to pack her stuff.

"I just need time to think…"

"You can think at home all you want"

"Is not the same with you around..."

Edward remained silent for a minute before speaking, "Yo-you heard?" He almost choked on his words. Winry nods her head, "Winry I don't-"

"You don't what Edward? Love me? I know, I heard all about it earlier, but I am not going to discuss this with you at this hour. besides, Trisha is asleep."

"But"

"No, enough. I am sick of hearing your excuses Edward, I am sick of them," Tears began to form, as they streamed down her face softly. "I… I need to go"

"Winry, please reconsider ... Trisha needs you here, what will I say to her when she notices you're go-"

"She'll be fine, Edward! She's got you and your brother. You two are enough, and it's not like I'll never see her again. I just need to think about things a little more, okay?" Winry explained as she stuffed clothes into her suitcase.

"Winry, she needs you! She needs her mother, just as much as she needs her Father, or even her Uncle!" Edward yelled. Winry spun around.

"Edward Elric, if you yell like that one more time, I swear that I will clonk you in the head," Winry hissed. "For all you know, you could have woken Trisha up, and God knows she needs her rest." Edward opened his mouth to say something, and then shut it again.

"Now, I am going to be spending a while at my parents' house. I don't know when I'll be back, but you will know when I'm home," Winry continued, closing her suitcase with a click that made it seem that even the suitcase was angry at Edward.

"And how will you know if something goes wrong with Trisha?" Edward asked.

"I've left the number by the phone. I warn you, though. Don't call unless it's an emergency." Winry lugged her heavy suitcase over to the door, trying to get out of the house as quickly as possible.

"But ... Winry, please ..." Edward tried one more time.

"There's no changing my mind, Edward. Now, if you don't mind, I have a train to catch."

"Can I at least help you with your bag?" Edward tried again.

"No, Edward. I can handle myself quite well. I'll see you whenever." And with that, Winry was out the door, headed towards the train station. Edward watched her go for a while, and then stepped back inside of the house, closing the door behind him and leaning against it with a sigh.

"Damn it ..." He breathed.

Unaware of his surroundings, Alphonse Elric, Edward's younger brother, stepped down stairs to see what was all the racket was about. "Brother?" He rubbed his eye lid with his left hand as he looked around to see Edward closing the front door and quietly standing there, cursing under his breath.

"Oh Al…" Ed responded as he turned his head to face him. "Did I wake you?"

"Sort of..." Al said childishly, walking down the staircase and standing next to his brother. "Something wrong?" He wondered.

"She heard us…" Ed began as Al eyes widened.

"She what?"

"Shhh. You will wake Trisha, and yes she heard about it." He said flatly as if he didn't care.

"But brother…"

Ed closed his eyes and tightened his fists, "I am such a fool…I should have told her" Al stared at him with sad eyes, "Brother…"

The two stayed quiet for a moment before Al spoke again. "Brother ... How are we going to tell this to Trisha? She's only four, she might not understand ..." Ed sighed.

"We'll find a way ... I'm going to hate seeing her cry, though ..." Alphonse nodded.

"We're both going to hate seeing her cry. But Winry will be back, right?" Edward nodded.

"She'll be back ... and Trisha is a strong girl, she won't be crying for long."

"Or she won't be crying at all. Trisha is just like her father." Alphonse pointed out. Edward looked shocked for a moment, and then began to walk torwards the living room.

"Not Quite."

Walking up the stairs, Alphonse headed towards his room and waved good night, "See you tomorrow morning…" He replied, closing the door behind him. Ed decides before going to bed to take a good look at Trisha before walking back to his room.

Sound asleep as her mother left, Ed walked quietly inside the room and kneeled down next to her bed, grabbing her small hands with his, "I must be a horrible father to you…" He whispered, using his Automail arm to remove some of the hair that was blocking his daughter cute sleeping face. Trisha stirred in her sleep, mumbling words while she did so. "Dadd.y….mommy..." she spoke.

Edward smile as he watched his daughter sleep, getting up, he let go of his daughter's hand and walked out of the room. Heading toward his room. He closed the door behind him and fell onto his bed.

Sighing, he looked to his right to check the clock, 3:50 AM.

Edward tossed for about an hour later before finally falling into a restless sleep.


Winry had been waiting for the train now for almost two hours. She had left the house in such a rage; she didn't realize that the next train wasn't until 5:30 AM. The train was just now arriving, and she had never felt more relieved in her life that she was boarding one. As she heard the conductor call for everyone to board, she stood; handing her bag to someone to be stored in luggage, then began to board the train. As she stepped through the door, she turned around for one last look at the place she had once loved so much, remembering the god times, and the bad. After her one last look at Munich, she stepped all the way into the train, headed towards her seat, with the hopes of finally being able to think all of this through.

What she didn't know was that she would never get the chance to...


"BROTHER!" Alphonse yelled as he burst into Ed's room. "BROTHER, WAKE UP!" Edward awoke with a start, looking to his younger brother curiously.

"Brother ..." He quieted down, so he wouldn't wake up Trisha, "There was an accident ..." Ed became deathly pale.

"Winry didn't make it ..."


-To be continued-


Nyago: Bhwhaha we are evil, LOVE US! And comment or else no updates! -evil grin-

Taco: ... And so, the insane amount of Angst and possible Humor begins. Hey, Trisha is utterly adorable, no? Review for Trisha?