A/N Just a short drabble about the Elric brothers the night before they try and revive their mother.

A/N2 If I owned Fullmetal Alchemist, Colonel Hughes would never have died, and Mustang would have hooked up with Hawkeye a LONG time ago.

Alphonse wept loudly into his older brother's shoulder. Edward cried silently, trying to comfort him.

"It'll be alright, Al," he assured, trying to keep his voice calm and level. "Tomorrow we'll try it, okay? We'll try to bring her back."

Al nodded. He put his faith in his older brother, that they'd have their mother back soon. They fell asleep together, unaware of the fate that awaited them. Of what would happen to them.

They simply took comfort in each other at the moment. Believing that everything would be alright as soon as the morning came.

A/N please review! Thanks for reading!