Epilogue

The wind blew lightly on the cool day. Kids played and adults talked. It was a normal day. But today was also the day where a certain grave was visited by many people. First, it was always the boy named Alphonse Elric with his wife May Chang, her pet Xiao-Mei, and their daughter Nina. They were always the first ones.

Al walked up to the grave, putting his daughter down. He smiled as she ran to a tree and began picking the flowers she had put there a few months before. May smiled at him, squeezing his hand, "You ready?"

Al nodded, squeezing her hand back, "I always am." He set a blanket down, and sat in front of the grave. It read; here lies Rory Mustang, the boy who sacrificed everything for the ones he loved. He will be forever remembered. Then it said his birth date to his death date, November 2, 1899-April 14, 1915.

The blond man sighed shakily before smiling, "Hey, Rory. It's me again; Alphonse. I'm here with May Chang. She's my wife now. We have a daughter named Nina. We named her after the little girl that we couldn't help. We hope she's okay up there with you, Lieutenant Colonel Hughes, my mom, my dad, Captain Buccaneer and Fu. We miss all of you guys so much."

He sniffled, feeling his eyes sting, "Thank you so much for giving me my body back. I know that even without you, we could've gotten it back, but at what cost? I am eternally grateful that you were born, Rory. You showed me that love is what keeps us going. Thank you for that."

May put her hand on the tombstone, smiling. "Thank you, Mr. Rory. We hope you're happy, wherever you are."

Nina came running up, hugging the tombstone and giggling. "Thank you, Uncle Rory. I wish I coulda met you."

Al chuckled, lifting his daughter into his arms, "Come on. We'll come again next month." He smiled at the tombstone, "I'll see you again, Rory. Just wait for us."

The three of them and Xiao-Mei walked away. Soon, Izumi, Sig, and their son, Rorey came next. They sat down on the blanket Al left. Sig had the two year old Rorey in his arms while Izumi ran her hand through her son's dark hair. "Hello, Rory. It's nice to come and visit you once in a while. I hope you're well wherever you are."

Sig hummed, bouncing Rorey in his lap. Izumi smiled at the grinning boy. "Thanks to you, we finally got the child we always wanted. He won't ever replace the child we lost in our hearts, but he's our everything. Thank you for giving this to us." She touched the tombstone. "His name is Rorey. We thought it would be best to name him after someone who was the reason he could come to life."

"Thank you, Rory," Sig said sincerely.

Rorey looked up at his father innocently, "What I do, Papa?"

Izumi and Sig laughed as they stood up. The housewife and now mother smiled once more before departing with her family.

Havoc came with his wife Rebecca, Breda, Falman and Fuery. They had only met the kid once and did not know him very well, though Rebecca gushed on how she wished she could've met Riza's first born. Havoc, who had gotten the use of his legs back due to Marcoh's philosopher's stone, thanked him one last time before they left.

Miles had visited, saying he was sorry that Olivier couldn't be there. He told him how much Olivier respected him more than his father. He spoke about how much Rory did for the country even though he didn't have to. He was glad it was Rory who saved the world and made it such a better place.

Fuhrer Grumman, Ms. Bradley, Selim, and Madame Christmas visited as well. Selim played with the squirrels while Ms. Bradley told Grumman and Christmas about how she met Rory and how he was very protective of the Elric brothers. She was also very grateful he brought Selim back to her.

Gracia and Elicia visited. Gracia told him jokingly that he should keep her husband under control. Elicia spoke about how she missed him and his song that he sang to her that one stormy night and how she wished he could've sang it to her again and to his own son.

Scar came next with Yoki and the chimeras. The Ishvalan talked about how the new Ishval was going and how he was a part of it now. The chimeras thanked him once more for saving them multiple times. When Armstrong came around, he shouted to the heavens as if Rory could hear him. He did and he laughed at the man joyfully.

The LeCoultes came next with Garfiel, their son, and Paninya. Paninya spoke enthusiastically about how Rory tried to capture her once and almost did. Satella thanked Rory for helping her give birth, as did Dominic and Ridel. Garfiel winked at the tombstone, telling everyone how handsome Rory was.

Ling came down with Lan Fan and their son Fu. He grinned at the tombstone, "You idiot. You knew the sacrifices you had to make and you didn't once ask for help. Instead, you helped others. Rory, you are a true king."

Lan Fan smiled, shifting Fu on her hip, "You did a great job helping us and your country. I wish more people were like you."

"Wowy!" Fu exclaimed, much to his parents' amusement.

An hour after they left, Roy, Riza, Maes, Raylene and Royce appeared. Roy had his arm around Riza whose eyes were bloodshot; it was always hard for her this time of year. They sat down in front of the grave. Maes shifted slightly, not knowing what to do with himself. Royce clamored into his mother's lap while Raylene held her father's free hand.

"R-Rory," Riza sighed shakily, her breath hitching in her throat. "Oh, Rory."

Roy rubbed her shoulder comfortingly, "Rory, son…We miss you and we hope you're well. We will always wish we had more time with you, but we're happy that our son saved the world."

"I'm sorry," Riza sobbed, shaking her head. "I've always loved you, Rory, even when my father told me you were dead. Just know, I always wanted you and I never for a second wanted to give you away. With that being said, I'm still glad you turned out the way you did."

"Yeah," Roy cleared his throat when his voice wavered. "I know we had nothing to do with your upbringing, but we wished we did. I would've loved to know more about you."

"Me too, Big brother," Raylene whispered. Roy smiled, hugging her to his side.

"You were named King like Dad," Maes mumbled shyly. "You saved the world and beat the bad guys. You're the best big brother ever."

Riza laughed tearfully, kissing Maes' head. She sniffled, kissing Royce's head as well. "I love you, son and I always will. We're happy and we hope you are as well."

"Come on," Roy stood with his family, smiling at the tombstone. "We'll visit him again soon."

"Bye, Rory," Riza kissed her fingertips and stroked the tombstone. "I love you." Another breeze blew by, gently caressing the cheeks of the Mustang family.

Once they left, Ed, Edwin, Wendy and Ryan went to grave as well. Ed had wanted to go alone, but since Winry was going alone, he needed someone to take the kids, so he took them with him. Ryan grinned as he went up to the gravestone and sat down and front of it, "Hi, Papa."

Ed smiled, shaking his head as he sat with Edwin and Wendy in his arms. "Say hi to Uncle Rory."

"Hi," Edwin waved at the tombstone.

"Hi, Uncle Rory," Wendy waved with both hands happily.

Hello, kids.

Ed cleared his throat, "Hey, Rory. I hope you're doing well, wherever you are. We all miss you down here. Ryan here," he patted the dark haired boy's head. "He wishes he could've met you. I tell him everyday how great a man you were. He knows who his dad is, don't worry."

I'm doing just fine, Ed. I miss you too. Ryan, it's good to see you. I wish I could've met you too. I hope you know that Edward is just as much your father as I am. He's a great man in his own right.

He smiled at the slight breeze that flew by. Ryan cheered, "Papa says hi!"

Ed laughed, "Well, Winry is coming, so I'll see you soon, okay?" He stood with the kids before turning back to address the tombstone, "You know, I just realized. Father died for power, my dad died for a lost love, and you greeted death like an old friend. That is some tale to tell, isn't it?" He shook his head and placed his hand on the tombstone, his eyes soft, "Goodbye, Rory. I love you."

I love you too, Ed.

Ryan waved rapidly, "Bye, Papa. We'll be back soon!"

Goodbye, kids. I love you.

Winry appeared late in the afternoon. She smiled, putting her hands under her skirt to make sure she could sit on it. "Hey, Rory." She caressed the tombstone, "It's been a while, huh?"

It has been, hasn't it?

"Everything's going fine with us," She began lightly. "I'm making great automail, Ed is great with the kids, and the country is running very smoothly. Your dad is going to be Fuhrer in a few years after your great-grandfather."

I knew you could do it, Winry. And may I say you look very beautiful for a woman who had three kids. I knew you and Ed make a fine couple. I can't wait to see Dad's dream finally come true. Mom will be immensely happy as well. Great-grandfather; I wish I could've met him.

"Everyone misses you," Winry swallowed the lump that formed in her throat. "I-I miss you too."

Don't cry, Winry. You shouldn't cry. You said everything's fine.

Winry sniffled, wiping her eyes, "I still wish you were here, but you saved us, Rory. If it weren't for you, I don't know where we'd be."

I sometimes wish I was there too. I wish I could've been there with you, Ed, my parents, and the kids, but it had to be this way.

She smiled sadly, kissing the tombstone, "Thank you, Rory. I still love you, and I always will. Don't forget."

The breeze passed by, kissing her cheek. I will always love you, Winry. Don't forget. Never forget.