He watched as her body was thrown from the cart, unraveling from the tarps and crashing to the ground. The woman that was at his side for years. The woman that brought him his tea, and was never afraid to stand up to him when he stepped out of line. He never told her how he felt, how every second she spent by his side made him feel human again. What were the last words they exchanged? Just useless orders that lead her straight to her death. It didn't matter how badly he was hurt, he would slay that female titan. But all he could do was watch, and pretend that watching the one he loved be tossed away like trash didn't tear his last bit of humanity away.

He went straight back to his barracks when they made it back to the wall. He tried his best not to kill the patronizing civilians that taunted his troops that just got back from battle. When he finally ditched the crowd he unlocked the door and threw his cloak on the armchair and went straight to the shower. He turned on the hot water and examined the damage done to his body. He cringed as he took off his boot, his ankle was swollen and purple. As the water ran down his back his mind started to drift back to the battlefield. Not even four hours ago she was there, smiling and laughing. He slammed his fist into the wall knocking himself back into reality. 'Petra, why wasn't I there to save you?', he thought to himself. He turned off the water and wrapped a towel around his waist and walked to his room. He laid in bed until his wandering mind put him to sleep.

Loud knocking finally woke him, he looked out the window and saw that the sun was already up it had to be midday.

"Captain Levi! Sir are you alright?", a voice yelled behind the front door. He was still groggy when he heard the door burst open. He shot up from his pillow as the intruder ran towards his room and opened the door. "Captain Levi," he yelled as he entered his room. "Sir, when I didn't hear a response I feared the worst. Please pardon the intrusion," the cadet said as he practically fell to the floor.

"I'm fine, now get the hell out!" Levi yelled. The cadet sprinted out of the room. Levi got up from the bed and got dressed. When he headed towards his office he overheard Hanji being pestered by a female voice.

"Is it alright for me to see him now?" It was Mikasa the new promising recruit that aided him against the female titan.

"Patience Mikasa, he has a fast regeneration ability. He will probably be fully healed before I even get back in there, just let him rest." She nodded and turned to walk the opposite way, her and Levi exchanging glances as they crossed paths.

'I wonder what brat she's worrying about this time,' Levi thought to himself.

"Levi-" Hanji started with an empathetic tone, but was cut off by his hand being held up

"It is spelled out in training, the risks that we face when we join the scout regiments. What happened yesterday was just another battle, and nothing more," he finished his sentence and then continued to his office. How could he say that when he didn't believe a word of it? He got to his office only to find the last person he wanted to see. His brows furrowed as he looked at Erwin leaning on his desk.

"What business do you bring here Erwin?" Levi spat out.

"Levi, you know that procedures call for soldiers to take a mental health day after coming back from the outside wall. I know that you went through a l-"

"JUST BE QUIET! Why can't everyone just see that I am fine? I have seen countless soldiers die and yesterday was no different!"

Erwin reached out and put a hand on Levi's shoulder, and he just froze in place. He had no one left. His team that he trusted with his very life for years was gone. The woman that he loved was gone, and he the 'so called strong leader' was left emptier than he was when he first joined the survey corps.

"Levi. Never forget that you still have support here. Go home. Rest." Erwin said as his hand slid off his shoulder.

"I have paperwork to do. I cannot go home," Levi replied.

"That was an order Captain. Don't forget you were injured yesterday, stop by the infirmary before you return home."

He was too tired to argue, and he had forgotten how swollen his ankle was. So without protest he collected some books from the bookshelf, and left without a word. He finally reached the infirmary the nurse did a double take when he walked through the door. "Captain Levi what a surprise. In all my years here you have never come here once for treatment." He just sat down in a chair in the corner of the room. Hanji stood over a patient already laying on a table, they looked up at Levi, "Well. It looks like humanity's strongest is finally accepting some help."

"Shut it, shitty glasses. All I need are some bandages. I can patch myself up when I get back to my room."

"Of course of course Levi," Hanji smiled. They left the patient on the table and made their way over to his chair with some bandages and splints. After Hanji wrapped a splint on each side of his leg, they stood and wiped their forehead, "Alright that should do it. Now I need you to stay here for at least an hour. Don't get up on that leg until I return with more supplies the MPs dropped off this morning." They nodded their head for the nurse to follow them. Before they made it completely out of the door they stopped and looked back at the captain, "Oh and Levi? Why don't you lay down and try to take a nap," motioning at the empty table in the room.

Levi shifted in his seat, the chair was pretty uncomfortable and Hanji wrapped his leg up so tight he couldn't even bend it. He used the stool next to him to pick himself up and hopped on his good leg to the table. He was still pretty tired from the night before, might as well try to get some sleep. When he finally got himself on the table he laid flat on his back staring up at the ceiling. He fought his heavy eyes until he could not fight them anymore.

After a short period of time the patient on the table across the room tossed and turned waking the corporal from his slumber. The patient turned all the way around facing Levi. Levi's eyes adjusted to the light and he saw that it was Eren Jaeger. "Captain Levi," Jaeger said in a raspy voice.

"Yeah, it's me brat," Levi replied.

"Are you alright sir? Are you hurt," the young boy asked.

"No Jaeger I come down to the infirmary for my afternoon naps," the sarcastic corporal replied.

The boy didn't answer he just shifted to his back and stared into space. Levi tried closing his eyes and falling back asleep. A small cry from the young boy forced his eyes back open. He turned his head to see the boy convulsing on the table. One hand gripped the side of the table while the other was pressed against his face, trying to shield his pain.

"Oi brat, what the hell's going on?" Levi sat up.

Eren couldn't answer, he only grunted and squeezed the side of the table harder. Levi looked around the room for something that could help him, his eye caught the empty IV fluid bag that hung above Jaeger's head. He must need more fluids. He struggles to get to his feet and drags his leg to the other side of the room where the boy lays. He started frantically searching for another bag of fluids. He opened a box underneath the table and fumbled through its contents, finally he found a bag and swapped it out from the old one. He took the see-through tube and jabbed it into the full bag and watched as the strange liquid glided down into Jaeger's arm. A few minutes passed and Eren calmed down and fell into a deep sleep.

"Damn brat," Levi shook his head. He made his way back to his table, laid down, and finally got some rest.