Hey guys, so we have come to the end of this little story. Thank you all so much for your reviews, faves and follows, I'm sorry I've been shit and haven't replied to them, things have been a bit hectic on the sleepy front, but thank you so much, it means so much to me 3 anyway enough from me, hope you enjoy it

Winry stood at the back of the auditorium and surveyed the slowly calming chaos around her. Once she had Father in handcuffs Breada and Buccaneer had dragged him, kicking and spitting like a hell-cat with rabies, outside and shoved him into a police van. The rest of his group had also been arrested, Yven included, and shoved into a second van. Thankfully they had all been at the show, which probably wasn't the smartest move on Father's part to have them all in the same place when there was a chance that they might be arrested but Winry wasn't going to complain. It had made her job easier.

With Father and his group all in handcuffs their next job had been crowd control. After the antics of 'The Brotherhood' they had to keep a riot from breaking out but it hadn't come to that. The audience, satisfied with the money and satisfied with the show, all began to leave once the money had stopped falling from the ceiling. Everything seemed to be calming down and returning to normal.

Winry stared out at the now empty auditorium and sighed contentedly. It was over! She was done, Father was behind bars with enough proof to put him away for a very long time, and she wouldn't ever have to work with volatile stage magicians ever again. That above everything else felt incredibly good.

"Evening," Olivier said appearing at her shoulder.

"Hi," Winry said smiling.

"Father and his gang are on their way to the nearest high security station and Mustang just gave me this," Olivier said, handing Winry a blue folder.

"What's this?" she asked, talking more to herself than Olivier. She opened the folder and found it filled with any and every piece of evidence that there was on Father, all labelled and filed perfectly. There were codes for his nukes, a list of contacts that he had of criminal organisations from other countries, everything that he could possibly be taken in for was there in black and white in the folder. "Well I'll be damned..."

"He also said that you deserved a promotion for putting up with them for all this time," Olivier said and Winry was genuinely touched. "Rocky start?"

"You could say that," Winry replied still looking in disbelief at the folder, "although that was probably a good thing, what with Yven being so close to me and in Father's pocket at the same time. Every time we made concrete plans they ended up changing because of them."

"That is very true," Olivier said.

"I had no idea about him," Winry said shaking her head sadly and closing the folder, "and Riza said he passed the background check."

"He was obviously playing the long game," Olivier stated. "Father new that sooner or later we would try to take him in and he wanted someone on our team to know when and how before we started."

"True," Winry said.

"Don't let that discourage you though," Olivier said. "You should be incredibly proud of everything you have accomplished here tonight."

"Thank you Director Armstrong," Winry said feeling as if there was a tiny balloon of pride welling up in her chest. She had never expected this plan to actually work, never mind that it would and she would be praised by the Director for it's success.

"I'm going to see if there's anything else of use in Father's office," Olivier said, "are you alright to finish up here?"

"Sure," Winry replied, although there wasn't much to do now that the auditorium was empty.

"I'll radio you when we're ready to leave," Olivier stated and left. Winry sighed happily again.

She looked over to the stage and saw Ed standing there. She could have sworn that he wasn't there a second ago but she paid that no mind. He waved at her, a gesture she awkwardly returned. He jumped down from the stage and began to make his way over to her.

"Hey you," he said, smiling as he reached her.

"Hey you," she replied.

"You alright?" he asked.

"I can safely say I have had less eventful weeks," she replied.

"Yeah sorry about that," Ed laughed.

"You fought me every step of the way," Winry said shaking her head at him. Ed just continued to grin.

"But we did it," he said.

"It would have been nice to have a head's up beforehand, even if you only told me and kept up the act for the rest of the team."

"I'll make a point of letting you know next time," he said.

"Next time?" Winry asked sceptically.

"You never know," Ed shrugged. "You can't get rid of me that easily."

"How did you do it?" Winry asked after a pause, ignoring the implication that Ed was planing on there being a next time.

"A magician never reveals his secrets," he grinned.

"No seriously," Winry said. "You knew from the get-go that Yven was working for Father otherwise why bother with the theatrics, aside from to fuck with me? How did you do it? How did you know and how did you execute all this?"

"I did just say..." Ed began cheekily.

"Seriously I need to know or I'll go crazy," Winry said.

"Okay," Ed said. "I'll tell you."

"Thank you."

"So pretty much as soon as you first contacted Mustang we've been planning this and setting it up."

"Really?" Winry asked, exasperated. "That long.

"What can I say we're resourceful," Ed shrugged.

"So all of that 'Brotherhood's disbanded' stuff..." Winry began.

"All total bullshit," he replied.

"Oh my god!"

"So knowing what we know about what you wanted us for Al and I start doing a little digging on this Father guy..."

"But the Bureau has the most sophisticated hacking team and technology in the country and we couldn't come up with even half the stuff like this," Winry said gesturing to the folder she was still holding.

"There are easier ways of getting dirt on people than trying to hack them," he said.

"Enlighten me."

"You seriously didn't think this was the first time somebody had approached us about performing in front of Father, right?" Ed asked.

Winry thought about that for a moment. They had all be so reluctant when she had first spoken to them and that suggested prior knowledge of the man. On the other hand that could have been an act as well so she didn't know what to believe on that front but it was quite obvious that a group like them were sought after.

"Okay so you started doing your digging, how did you find out about Yven?" she asked. "I mean I'm assuming you already knew that he was a double agent before you brought him up on stage because no one is that lucky."

"You sure?" Ed grinned cheekily. Winry just raised an eyebrow at him in response. "Okay, guilty."

"How did you know?"

"We followed him," he replied simply.

"What?"

"We staked out Father's place for about a week, making notes of everyone we saw him talking to and then eventually, at like three in the morning, your man Yven shows up."

"But what made you decide to follow him specifically?" Winry asked. That seemed quite a random thought process to suddenly follow.

"When you're watching someone 24/7 for about a week and then suddenly someone new shows up for a meeting in the small hours of the morning you know that is someone you should be tailing," Ed said.

"I suppose that makes sense," Winry said. "So you find out he's working for us as well as Father, then what?"

"We get a confession out of him and he also gets us all the evidence we could possibly need," he replied.

"How?" Winry asked, utterly baffled.

"I don't want to say this in front of him cause he's my old man, it's not like his head needs to get any bigger, but hypnosis is a very powerful thing when it's done right," Ed explained.

"So you made him get evidence for you?"

"In essence, yes."

It was ingenious, it really was. That was something Winry might have to consider in the future if someone was being particularly difficult when questioned although it did seem a little on the unethical side; to get someone who isn't compis-mentis to gather evidence did seem rather morally wrong.

"So that's how you got all of this and enough to show it all off tonight?"

"Well Izumi snuck into his office and got quite a lot of it too so it was about half in half I'd say," Ed replied.

"Unbelievable," Winry said shaking her head.

"Believe it baby."

"So all the fights and the storm outs..."

"All for Yven to report back to Father."

"I wish you had told me beforehand," Winry said, "it would have caused me a lot less worry and grief."

"At least this way you had plausible deniability," Ed said.

"I suppose so," Winry sighed.

"How about I make it up to you?" he offered.

"How?" Winry asked.

Without any other warning Ed slipped his hand round the back of her neck and pulled her into a gentle kiss. It was short and sweet and when he pulled back, still keeping his hand on the nape of her neck, he smiled at her. Winry was stunned. That had been the last thing that she had thought was going to happen.

"Well you're going to have to do more than that," she said when she finally found her voice again.

"How about dinner then?" he chuckled.

"I could go for some dinner," she replied. "I just have a few things I need to do before I'm free but I'm kind of starving."

"It has been a long night," Ed said.

"Try long week," Winry laughed. She turned and left the auditorium, Ed at her heels and they walked out into the brisk night air. "There's one thing I would like to know though."

"Fire away."

"How did you get from here to the warehouse with the cocaine and to Father's bank vault?" she asked. "We've raided that warehouse and it's half way across town and that bank vault, we can't even find it in Amestris so I have no idea where it actually is and if it's even in this country. So how did you do it?"

Ed grinned and leaned in close to her. Winry wondered if he was going to kiss her again but instead he leaned over and whispered in her ear.

"Magic."

THE END