A/N- Thank you all so much for the reviews! I appreciate that people are still reading. I hope everyone sticks around to find out what happens. Just to let you all know, I have this story written down, its just a matter of typing it out! Please forgive my writing style, I wrote this all last year, so it may seem a little childish or fast-paced, but I'm trying my best to make it better. Enjoy!

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"Daddy, I like a boy from school."

"Do you, now?"

He was tall, with a mop of dirty golden hair that hung around his shoulders and shone around the top like a halo, despite who he was. He grinned mysteriously, pink lips spreading slowly, at his tiny daughter.

"Yes," she replied, "His name is William. William Elric."

Her father perked up at the name. He leaned down, placing his hands on his daughter's shoulders.

"You just keep playing with that boy, Emily. Okay?"

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"Mommy!"

People stared as William tackled Alphonse's legs after school after darting out the door of his classroom. Alphonse happened to be picking him up that day, instead of Ed like it usually was, since Ed got off work around the same time Will's school day ended.

"Hello, honey!" he hugged his son and picked him up, "How are you doing, William?"

"I painted a picture of a butterfly!" the little blonde chirped proudly, "And my bestest friend invited me over this weekend!"

"Best friend?"

Later that night, they discussed the weekend plans over dinner. Edward seemed pleased to hear that his son had been invited to someone's house.

"So whats her name?" he asked after hearing the details of the house visit.

"Emily!" William replied, "She has the same last name as we do! Isn't that cool?"

Ed and Al exchanged glanced. Elric was not a common name here.

"You're sure?" Al asked, "Could you have mistaken it?"

"Nope, I'm sure!" William smiled, oblivious of his parents' suspicions.

That weekend, Will walked to Emily's house with her from school. He was nearly skipping with excitement. He didn't know that Emily had revealed all of his family secrets and his parents' relationship to her father. Of course she hadn't done it with cruel intentions, being only a young girl, had told him in complete innocence.

"Here we are!" Emily sang as she opened the door to the apartment.

The two entered and went to the kitchen for a snack. As they munched on cookies and juice, Emily's father came in. He seemed cheerful at the sight of William.

"Welcome home, dear," he nodded to Emily, "And William, its very nice to meet you. Emily has been raving about you for a while now. I'm Mr. Claus Elric."

William smiled shyly at Claus and shook his hand.

"Nice to meet'cha!" he said, giggling.

Claus smiled slightly.

"You look just like him," he muttered, "But you don't have his golden eyes…your eyes must come from your mother."

"Yup!" William grinned, "Mommy and me do have the same eyes! Are you psychic, mister?"

Claus chuckled and shook his head slowly.

"No, but I'm quite informed," he said quietly, "Have fun, you two."

Meanwhile, Edward and Alphonse worriedly sat at home. Ed was trying to think of any other Elrics he might now, and Al was looking through an old phonebook. He jumped as he found the name.

"Elric, Claus," he recited, "Does that sound familiar?"

Ed shook his head.

"Call it."

Al obeyed and called the number. He waited a couple of moments, then cleared his throat.

"Uh, hello," he said, "Is this Claus Elric? …Yes, hi. This is Alphonse, I'm William's…father. …He is? …Oh, that's fine…huh? Yes, he's here…how did you know about-…"

Ed stared. Al's side of this conversation was making him very nervous. He listened intently.

"I don't-…no. No, that's…who in the world a-… yes, he's listening. Why? …the whu- Gate?!"

Ed hurried over, snatching the phone as soon as he heard the word 'gate'.

"Who the hell are you?!" he demanded over the phone.

"An old friend," a familiar voice crept into his ear.

Ed shivered.

"I…I thought you were…"

"Dead?" the voice giggled gleefully, "I did too. But then I found my way out of the Gate and came here. I found a wife, bless her, and had a daughter. I killed my lovely wife and kept my child, intent on her proving herself in finding the bastards I wanted most. And I guess she proved well, for she found them."

"You bastard!" Ed gritted his teeth, nostalgia creeping over him like a thousand spiders, "You used your daughter to find my son!"

"Your son?" he asked slyly, "I thought he belonged to Alphonse…"

Ed stopped.

"W-we're coming to get William…I have your address."

"As I have yours."

"If you do anything, I swear. I'll-"

"Don't worry," the voice smirked, "I'm finished with him. Oh, and…I wasn't using your daughter to find your son."

His voice became a whisper.

"I used her to find you, Edward."

The dial tone sounded. Edward put the phone down, gazing at Al, who looked terrified and slowly took his lover's hand.

"Who was that?" he asked shakily.

"It was…"

Ed's teeth clenched and he looked darkly at the wooden floor past Al's head.

"It was Envy…"

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A/N- gasp Review please!