"I know you are sad... but I just wanted to say that it was not your fault. I still love you...I always will..."

Women.

They are rambunctious, quick-witted beings. The same creatures that mess with your head and question the life out of you. They stress you out and eventually you can't seem to stand them anymore. They know everything that seems off to them, and once they find it, they'll pick at it until it bleeds. Yet you learn to deal with them... because eventually, you get used to the bullshit and wont feel the same way once they leave. And when they do leave... its like a puzzle piece has gone missing. You don't know how much you need someone until their gone. I've realized that numerous of times throughout my pointless life... or so I think it is.

I've also realized how excited females can get the moment life decides to take it's course.

Commands and screams of pain filled the room we had to wait "patiently" in. Just me and the comrads, who I know for sure they'll be scarred for life. I sat in the wooden chair along with the rest of them and we waited- for the moment it was time to come in. I wasn't nervous or scared or anything like that. I don't know what to feel, to be frank... I just hope everything goes smooth and easy. I just hope that they're alright... I want see her again... I want to see our child.

A hand on my shoulder causes me to escape my thoughts. Erwin is sitting there beside me with concerned eyes, a grin on his face. "You okay there, Levi?" He asks. "You seem a little... lost."

"I'm fine," I tell him.

"Are you not excited?" He asked me again. I don't answer him...everything is happening so quickly.

"Yeah, Levi! You're going to be a father! How awesome is that?" Connie literally jumps in his seat like an immature boy. He always acted like that. But I knew him on serious occasions. Eren sighs with a curious expression on his face, agreeing with his friend. "I wonder if it'll be a boy or a girl..."

"I bet you its a male," says Jean. "The name will be passed on if thats the case... the family will live on longer. Besides... if it was a boy I could teach him a thing or two!"

We are all suprised by Connie's sarcastic laugh. He shakes his head only to say, "Oh please. You wouldn't even be able to teach it how to use the bathroom!"

"You know..." Armin stops them. "I find it quite interesting how times like these can bring everyone together...almost like one big happy family." He smiles at the thought, the others nodding. I thought about what he said- are we a family? We've known each other for so long... been through the worst... and acheived so much. So I came to a conclusion... one I knew was true. They all face me, finally getting to hear my voice after a long silence. "I agree... we are a family indeed..."

It wasn't long before the commotion in the room next door to us died. I heard loud foot steps getting closer and faster until we all stood up when Sasha had burst in, filled with energy. She was out of breath, but that didn't stop her from opening her mouth to tell us the news:

"It's a girl!"

They let me go inside first.

The group of girls looked satisfied, as if they've done everything they could to help deliver our daughter. And I knew they did... I could see it on their ecstatic faces. I walked slowly toward the bed in which Hanji sat. She looked up at me with an exhausted smile. "Levi," she said, her voice soft and barely above a whisper. With one hand she reached out for mine, the other curved around the small, silent creature that is now ours. I walked over and took her warm hand, carefully leaning over to look at our daughter. Her eyes are squeezed shut and her cheeks were like a squirrel's when they eat. She was sleeping soundly on Hanji's arm, wrapped comfortably in a blanket. Just seeing our child makes me think about everything, everyone, myself. I realized that she is our future. She is now a part of the family... a big family. A family that has been through everything. She is now a part of me... but I don't think I want her to be a part of me...

Now that I think about it, what if something threatens to tear us all apart? There's always something... and I've witnessed it too many damn times... which is why I can not let my guard down... ever. Because like they always say... there is no fire without any smoke.

"Isn't she... beautiful?" I hear Hanji's voice cracking. I finally stop staring at our daughter to see Hanji, whose face was damp with tears. "She's like an angel sent from heaven," She exclaimed to me. I always thought she acted over-dramatically, but this time I didn't judge a word. Hanji sniffed and shook her head, refusing to take her eyes off of the baby. "She just might be," I hear myself say. That suprised everyone in the room- I even suprised myself. But in a good way. A very good way. Such a good way that a hand forced my head on over to Hanji's lips. I knew it was her because I heard everyone cooing at us. But... I guess that was alright too. She's mine. Not their's.

Besides... I know this moment will be talked about for weeks on end... hell, maybe even longer than that.