Author's note: I do not own FMA or its characters. I also do not own the song titles.

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Away From the Roll of the Sea – Rowan's First Dance

Riza hid in the shadows of the doorway watching her husband with their two month old daughter. He was completely intent on the little girl in his arms as he crooned an old lullaby and waltzed across the nursery floor. She had awoken alone in bed moments ago. Roy had once again taken it upon himself to deal with the two a.m. feeding of Rowan. He was no Hughes, that was true, but it was also clear to world that his little girl was one of the brightest lights in his life. And she had become fond of catching him in these moments. Someone had once told them long ago that the opposite of war wasn't peace, it was creation. And so they had come full circle.