Of Fire and Flowers

Epilogue

"Mama!" Rosie called, running through from the garden, trailing dirt behind her "Mama, look what I found for you!"

Riza turned to her daughter, and smiled as she thrust a few flowers at her which she had in her chubby fist.

"Oh, wow!" Riza said, accepting the flowers "Thank you! Aren't you a sweet girl!"

"A sweet girl! A sweet girl!" Rosie called, jumping around happily. Riza smiled.

"Let's find a vase for them, shall we?" She said, taking Rosie's muddy hand in hers. They found a vase under the sink, and Riza helped her daughter fill it up with water and put it in the living room window.

Rosie had just turned four years old, and was learning new things very quickly. Roy and Riza were also planning their wedding, which was to be in the next few weeks. Rosie was to be their flower girl. They had talked about getting married sooner, but both of them decided that they would want Rosie at an age where she would be able to remember it .

"Come on, let's get you cleaned up." Riza said, pointing to Rosie's hands "Then we can go down to Central and meet up with Papa to go cake shopping!"

"Cake shopping, yay!" Rosie jumped around again. Riza laughed.

Looking after a child was very hard work, but she would not trade Rosie for the world. She had Roy's hair, and her eyes. Roy's stubbornness, and her kindness. Roy's sense of humour, and her intelligence.

After Rosie was all cleaned up, Riza picked her up and carried her out of the house and down to the car. As her grandfather had said, they now lived in a very nice house in central, with enough room for Rosie to be a monster and make a mess without it being too much of an issue. They still had the house in Feirme, along with the Hawkeye Manor. These served as holiday homes, and Riza was sure Rosie would enjoy going to both Feirme and Capall, not that there was much in either place.

She strapped her daughter into her car seat, and started up the car. They drove the Central Command, where Roy was already outside waiting for them. He saw the car, and waved.

"Hello, Riza." He greeted her with a kiss as she got out of the car "And hello, my beautiful Rosie! Have you been a good girl for Mama?"

"Oh, am I not beautiful too?" Riza teased. Roy grinned.

"I didn't think I had to tell you anymore." He said "Anyway, are we all ready to go cake shopping?"

"Yeah!" Rosie cried gleefully from the car. Riza let Roy get into the driver's seat, and sat down beside him.

"Let's go, then." He said.

They got to the cake shop in record time. It was the one that Gracia had recommended to them, the one that she had purchased her and Hughes's wedding cake from. Apparently, they had a large selection that all tasted amazing.

"Right, you need to behave, Rosie." Riza told her daughter as they walked up to the shop "Don't make a mess!"

"Okay!" Rosie replied, grinning up at her mother. They entered the shop, and were greeted by a worker.

Roy had already made reservations, and so there were already samples ready for them to test. He and Riza had gone through a list and chosen five flavours they wanted to try; Chocolate, lemon, strawberry, rose and fruit cake.

The worker took them through a door to a bright airy room with a table, which was already laden with the five different types of cake.

They were then greeted by the chef, who talked them through all the different shapes and sizes they could make the cakes. Riza, Roy and Rosie all had a taste of the cakes. Riza preferred the rose one, Roy the chocolate and Rosie proclaimed (Rather loudly) that she liked all of them.

In the end, they decided on a circular three-tier wedding cake, with the first tier being lemon, the next rose and the final one chocolate, as it was very rich. It would be covered in white icing, and piped with intricate patterns.

Now finished with the cake shopping, they headed back to the house. Riza made dinner, and then bathed Rosie and put her to bed for the night. All the running around and eating cake had exhausted her, and she was out like a light.

"She's in bed now." Riza told Roy when she came back through to the living room. Roy smiled up at her.

"That's good." Roy said "I thought she was going to fall asleep through dinner."

"She's exhausted." Riza laughed, flopping down on the sofa next to Roy, and snuggling up to him.

"I'm exhausted too." Roy said with a yawn "Will you take me to bed too?"

"In your dreams." Riza laughed "Not 'till we're married."

"It's a bit late for that." Roy replied "We already have a daughter."

"And a beautiful daughter at that." Riza added.

"We're really going to get married, aren't we?" Roy asked "We really have a daughter. This is really all happening."

"It is." Riza said "This is all real. Hasn't it worked out well for us?"

"It really has." Roy replied, kissing Riza gently "It really has."

The weeks flew by, and suddenly it was their wedding day. Riza stood in one of the back rooms of the wedding hall, gazing at herself in the mirror. Rebecca, Olivier and Marge stood by her side.

"You look beautiful." Rebecca told her.

"I'm not into dresses but I must admit it is very pretty." Olivier added.

"You look simply stunning, honey!" Marge boomed.

Rosie, who was dressed in an adorable flower girl dress was playing with Marge's two nieces, Emma and Gemma. They seemed to be having fun, playing what looked like a game of house.

"You look pretty, Mama!" Rosie told her mother with a smile. Riza reached down and picked her up.

"Thank you." Riza said. Her dress was a very simple white dress with a satin bodice and long skirt. It had long sleeves, and a high back for the pure reason of covering her tattoo. She and Rebecca had gone dress shopping together, and also bought bridesmaid dresses (Even one for Olivier, as she had said she would wear one just this once) that day, which were similar to her wedding dress, just in pale blue and sleeveless.

Riza had been told that on her wedding day, she would feel nervous; but all she felt was ready. She was ready to marry the man she had loved for basically all her life.

Someone stuck their head around the door, and informed the group of women that they were ready. Riza thanked them, and picked up her bouquet of flowers.

"Are you ready?" Rebecca asked. Riza nodded.

"Let's do this."

Roy stood at the top of the room, with only the Officiant in front of him and Team Mustang to his right as his ushers, and Havoc as his best man. Unlike Riza, he was very nervous. Not nervous to marry her, but nervous of what was to come after.

The music started up, and he could hear the guests stand up. He turned slowly. Included in the crowd were The Elrics, the Rockbelles, Mai, Lin and Lan Fan, the Armstrong family, Madame Christmas and the girls, and also Führer Grumman. There were a few soldiers, including some he recognized from Briggs.

The doors at the back swung open, and Roy felt his heart beat faster. First in were the flower girls. He watched with a smile as Rosie, Emma and Gemma filed in, throwing delicate petals in their wake. Then the bridesmaids entered, Rebecca, then Olivier, then Marge.

Finally, Riza appeared. The first thing he noticed about her was her hair, which had been carefully put up into a bun. Stuck into the bun were beautiful little clips which reflected the light, meaning he could see them from where he was standing. A veil was clipped on top of her head, falling over her face and some-what obscuring her from his view.

Riza looked up, and saw Roy stood in front of her. She smiled softly at him, and walked slowly down the aisle, only vaguely aware of the people stood either side snapping photos, smiling and clapping. She only had eyes for Roy, who was dressed in his formal military outfit.

The time it took for her to walk down the aisle felt like forever, but finally she was stood beside Roy with her arm in his. They turned to the Officiant, and the guests took their seats again.

"Welcome, guests of Mr. Roy Mustang and Miss. Riza Hawkeye." The Officiant started "You are all gathered here today to witness their union of marriage."

Riza looked into Roy's eyes, and smiled at him.

The Officiant read through a speech, but Riza was only half-listening to him. She was too busy looking at Roy, her soon-to-be husband.

"Now, Mr. Mustang, repeat after me." The Officiant said, drawing Riza's attention back. Roy turned to her and took both her hands in his. "I, Roy Mustang, take Riza Hawkeye, to be my lawfully wedded wife"

"I, Roy Mustang, take Riza Hawkeye, to be my lawfully wedded wife." Roy repeated.

"To have and to hold from this day forward,"

"To have and to hold from this day forward,"

"For better, for worse,"

"For better, for worse,"

"For richer, for poorer,"

"For richer, for poorer,"

"In sickness and in health,"

"In sickness and in health,"

"To love and to cherish,"

"To love and to cherish,"

"'Till death us do part."

"'Till death us do part."

Riza smiled up at Roy, and said her vows.

"I, Riza Hawkeye, take Roy Mustang, to be my lawfully wedded husband. To have and to hold from this day forward, For better, for worse, For richer, for poorer, In sickness and in health, To love and to cherish, 'Till death us do part."

"You may now kiss the bride." The Officiant said, and Roy gently lifted Riza's veil. He looked into her eyes, and she smiled softly as he closed the distance between their lips and they kissed.

All the guests stood up clapping, cheering and laughing with joy over their show of love.

Riza's lips left Roy's, and they stood back to look over the hall. Rosie rand over to Riza, and she picked her up, laughing as she did.

Together, the three of them took their first steps as a proper family down the aisle.

Roy Mustang, Riza Mustang, and their beautiful daughter Rosie Mustang.


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