Author's Note: Just like Disappearance of Mikasa Ackerman, this will be a shorter, single fic on its own. I put a lot of thought into this one, so I'm really excited about it. Yes, it WILL have its own Audiobook form in March.
Nineteen year old Eren Jaeger gazed out of the car window in the backseat. His emerald eyes expressed disinterest, even a longing to get away. As far away from where this limo was currently taking him to as possible.
He wore a black tuxedo, his brown hair combed a bit. Sitting in the back of the limo with him were his parents, Grisha and Carla Jaeger.
There was a second limo that had already arrived at the church, inside that one was his bride to be and his about to become brother in law, Armin.
Historia Reiss was everything any man hoped for in a bride. She was blonde, had gorgeous blue eyes, a kind, nurturing and sweet personality, and she was rich.
However, despite how perfect she was...Eren didn't love her. Not in that way. He could never picture himself kissing her, or making love to her, or even having children with her.
He just...wasn't in love with her. But the marriage was arranged, and something he couldn't get out of. His parents were struggling financially, and to make matters worse, his dad and Historia's dad were childhood friends.
So...this marriage was more like a deal being made. Obviously for someone as wealthy as Historia's family, it would be odd for them to just hand the Jaegers thousands of dollars, and it would make them look bad to the ritzy community.
So instead, as long as Eren married Historia, they would be family. The only upside to this wedding was Historia's brother, Armin. Armin and Eren got along well, and we're already like brothers.
As the limo got closer to the church, it felt like a chain on Eren's freedom getting shorter and shorter. They came to an intersection, the light red.
As they waited, Carla glanced at her son.
"Eren...", she said softly and worriedly. She could tell her son was miserable with this. Grisha remained silent.
The light turned bright green, and the driver began to release the brake, and step on the gas.
As they were halfway across, there was a sudden sound of a horn honking, and just as Eren turned to look out the other window, his heart sunk as he froze, seeing a large semi truck slam right into the limo.
All Eren could see and hear was violent crashing, as he felt his body thrown around like a ragdoll. He could hear his mom scream as well.
The limo tore in half, and the truck rolled right over one half, while the back of the truck came loose, and collapsed onto the other half. Eren was in the half the truck fell onto, while his parents were in the other half.
Two other cars got hit by the truck, and blood appeared in the street.
After all the violent loud crashing, Eren could hear the sounds of people panicking, but he was far too injured to move. His eyes slowly went closed, as blood trickled down his forehead under the wreckage.
Beep...beep...beep...
Everything was black...and his body felt numb. His mind was also foggy. But slowly, he forced his heavy eyelids open. He could see the white hospital ceiling, and an IV drip.
He also could hear the steady beeping of a heart monitor, and realized there was an oxygen mask on his face.
His eyes remained half closed, as he glanced down to see a bunch of needles in his arm. He also couldn't feel his legs, and when he tried to take a deep breath, his ribs ached like hell.
His head also hurt, and the brightness of the hospital wasn't helping. He gazed groggily around the room, seeing the green curtain open slowly.
"Well bloody finally!", a nurse with long red hair stated, looking relieved. "I'll be damned, Eren Jaeger lives!", another nurse came in, with shorter brown hair.
Eren...? Who was that? The name didn't ring a bell to him. "E-Eren...?", his voice was croaky, and his mouth felt dry.
"How do you feel? It was a nasty crash", the red haired nurse asked, her tone softer as she checked his vitals.
"Now that you're awake, maybe you can make your wedding!", the other nurse chuckled.
"Crash...wedding...what...where am I?", Eren asked, completely out of it. The red haired nurse frowned, concerned.
She shined a bright light in his eyes carefully. "Ymir, can you bring him some water?", she asked. "Yes", Ymir hurried and brought a paper cup of water with a straw.
As Eren drank it, he woke more. But despite being pretty much wide awake...he couldn't remember a thing. His mind was blank.
"Eren, my name is Nurse Rubi, and this is Nurse Ymir...do you remember what happened?", asked the red haired nurse.
Eren starred blankly. "Who's Eren?", he asked again, not understanding. Rubi froze, while Ymir also looked alarmed. "Uh oh", Ymir muttered.
"Eren, what's today's date?", Rubi asked. Eren went to answer...but he stopped. "I...don't know...please, what's going on? What happened to me?", he asked.
"Easy...you've been asleep for five days...you were in a horrible car crash. A drunk driver in a semi truck slammed right into you and your parents...", Rubi explained softly.
"My parents...?", Eren asked blankly...not even remembering what they looked like, or their names. "Your parents...I'm afraid died instantly in the crash. I'm sorry...", Rubi revealed.
Eren starred blankly, looking down at his lap. "It's...strange. I can't feel sad for someone I don't remember...", he admitted quietly.
"He's got amnesia all right...", Ymir stated. "Maybe its just temporary...Eren, do you remember where you and your parents were driving to?", asked Rubi.
Before Eren could answer, the door opened. "Eren!", cried Historia, looking frantic. "Eren!", Armin also came in.
Ymir paused, giving the young girl a second look. Rubi noticed some color reach her cheeks.
"You're alive...! Oh Eren...thank goodness", cried Historia, taking his hand.
"You scared us to death!", Armin added. Eren starred at the two blondes blankly...and felt guilt for not knowing them. They seemed to know him, and also seemed very worried.
"Sorry...who are you?", he asked softly, slightly tilting his head. Historia gasped, turning pale, her heart sinking. She slowly dropped his hand.
Armin froze, swallowing hard.
"You don't...remember me?", Historia asked. "Should I...?", asked Eren, confused. There was a moment of grim silence in the room.
When suddenly, an urgent voice on the speaker was heard. "Code Blue in Room #50! Nurse Rubi to Room #50 now!"
Eren noticed all color drain from Rubi's face. "Go, I'll handle all of this", Ymir told her urgently...Ymir, who had appeared a bit sarcastic this whole time, had turned serious.
Rubi bolted out of there. Eren overheard alot of commotion, it was obvious room #50 was right next door to his.
"CLEAR THE HALL! My sister's in cardiac arrest! MOVE!", Rubi was heard shouting, with a tone of fear. Eren looked from his bed, to see them rushing a stretcher down the hall.
His heart sunk, even though the stretcher went by fast, he saw a girl on it, with black hair. The girl was taken to another unit in the hospital, the commotion dying down.
Ymir bit her lip worriedly. "This was expected to happen...", she sighed. Eren blinked.
"What?", he asked. "Oh, nothing. Just another patient, a very sick one. Historia? I'm afraid Eren has two broken legs, and fractured ribs. He also has a pretty bad concussion.", Ymir told her.
"How long will he have to stay here?", asked Historia, worriedly. "At least a few months, not just because of his physical condition, but his mental condition. I really don't know if his memory will return", Ymir confessed.
Historia's eyes softened. "I better let you rest", she said to Eren then. "Oh..right", Eren nodded, looking down.
Armin led Historia out, as Eren sat there in silence. He couldn't remember anything, no matter how hard he tried to.
Because he was a blank slate...his mind kept going back to that girl in cardiac arrest. Would she be all right? Why was such a young girl so ill? He didn't even understand why he felt so concerned for her...but he did.
He winced then, his ribs burning. Sighing, Eren relaxed back on the pillows, getting more sleep.
When Eren woke, it was the next morning. He sat up carefully, seeing it was sunny outside. He didn't even know what month it was.
"Morning sleepyhead", Ymir greeted, entering his room with a tray of breakfast. "Good morning...this looks delicious", Eren confessed, starving.
Ymir sighed. "Why can't all my patients have amnesia? Amnesia people are so damn polite, I just had some old lady throw jell-o at me!", she complained.
Eren grinned a bit, as he began eating his eggs and oatmeal. "It's a beautiful day out...wait, what month is it?", he asked.
"Oh right, its actually November. Enjoy the view while you can, it's gonna snow soon", Ymir answered, as she checked his fluids and IV.
"How's the old skeleton?", she asked. "Well...I can't feel my legs from the morphine, but my ribs still burn when I breathe too heavy...", Eren answered.
"And the head?", asked Ymir. "It's a bit better since I got some sleep...um, can I ask, where's Nurse Rubi?", asked Eren curiously.
Ymir frowned, raising an eyebrow. "That's an unusual question, don't tell me you got a crush on your nurse already", she joked.
"No, not at all...I was just wondering. She seemed a bit like the boss", Eren admitted. "She has been in this practice longer than me...she's with another patient for the day", Ymir replied.
"The girl who had cardiac arrest yesterday?", asked Eren worriedly. "Yep", Ymir answered, opening the curtains to the window, to let more sun in.
"So then...she's okay?", Eren asked, hopefully. Ymir blinked. "Ohhhh now I get it! You got a crush on Rubi's sister!", she realized. Eren turned red. "Is she okay?", he repeated.
"Well she's alive if that's what you mean, I wouldn't call her okay though...and you certainly won't be okay if your fiance finds out you already got the hots for another girl. As if you getting amnesia wasn't enough for the poor thing", Ymir said.
"Right..yeah", Eren nodded, wishing he could remember his fiance...but he couldn't even remember his now deceased parents. Or even Armin for that matter.
In the Critical Care Unit of the hospital, Rubi was sitting at someone's bedside. She had a worried look in her eyes, holding someone's hand.
The girl who was unconscious on the bed was deathly pale, breathing weakly into the oxygen mask. The heart monitor was beeping slowly. The girl's short but feminine black hair was spread out under her on the pillow.
"You had a bad one this time, huh sis...?", Rubi asked in a cracked voice, squeezing the girl's hand softly. The girl remained unconscious. She also had a golden heart shaped locket around her neck.
By lunch, Ymir was joined with Armin this time to see Eren. "Hey Eren", Armin smiled. "Oh...you were here yesterday with my uh...fiance", Eren stated.
"Yeah...I figured if I came back, maybe I can jog your memory a bit", Armin admitted, sitting at Eren's bedside.
"Were we...like friends?", asked Eren. Armin gave a sad smile, looking down. "Yeah, we were. And we still can be...do you remember any of these?", Armin showed him a few photos.
Eren looked at them, one photo showed himself with Historia and a German Shepherd, and another showed himself, Armin, and Historia at a festival.
"I have a dog?", Eren asked blankly. "It's technically Historia's dog, his name is Ajax...ring any bells?", asked Armin, hopefully.
Eren starred blankly, while Armin waited. "Who names a dog Ajax?", asked Eren finally, and Armin sighed softly.
"It's still too soon after you waking, but I'm sure you'll remember something soon", he assured, as he took the photos back.
"Armin...can you do me one favor? If it isn't too much trouble...", asked Eren, looking down at his hands. "Sure, anything", Armin smiled.
"Could you bring me photos of my parents? And even my childhood...just something. I feel...really lost right now", confessed Eren.
Armin's eyes softened, worried. "Sure thing, I'll bring them by in the morning", he replied kindly. Eren nodded. "Thanks", he said.
However, even after Armin brought the photo album, nothing clicked in Eren's mind. A good two weeks went by, and not a thing clicked.
Not even the smallest thing. At this point, Eren was allowed to finally leave his room. Although he couldn't walk, so he was stuck in a wheelchair.
"At least now you'll be able to get out of your room, its not a mall or anything but we got a library, and a cafeteria", Ymir told him, after helping him into the wheelchair.
"I really appreciate it...would it be okay if we went to the library?", asked Eren. "Sure thing", Ymir pushed his wheelchair into the library.
It was quiet, several tables with chairs, along with a few window seats and a small living room like area with a couch and a few armchairs.
There were shelves of books, in different sections, along with a Coffee set up near the window. The only other people in the library from what Eren could see, was a legless teen boy with his service dog, and an elderly woman reading children books.
"Here okay?", asked Ymir, as she adjusted his wheelchair so it was against the table. "Yes, thank you", Eren nodded. He pulled some books off the close by shelf, and began reading.
He leaned back in his wheelchair, skimming through the pages of Watership Down, when he heard a faint noise.
He blinked, looking up. It sounded like..singing. It was soft, and distant...but he could hear it. Seeing Ymir had left to tend to other patients, Eren set the book down and began wheeling himself out, following the singing voice.
It sounded like it was coming from the roof, so he took the elevator up. He struggled a bit to reach the "Roof" button inside, wincing from his ribs, but managed to hit it.
The doors closed, and the elevator began going up. As it went up, Eren's mind wandered a bit. After two weeks in the hospital, he was starting to feel even worse.
He was an empty shell, with no memories...and it was the most lonely feeling. It was like...he didn't even have a reason to live.
Why was he still here? Why couldn't he have died with his parents in that crash? Why...what was the point of him living if he can't remember a thing?
Now, here he was, crippled from the chest down, with a heartbroken fiancee, and a close friend that's been trying so hard to get him to remember anything.
When the elevator doors finally opened, a crazy thought went through his mind...what if he just...wheeled himself off the roof.
But then he saw all high chainlink fence around the edges. He sighed, deep in his depression, when suddenly...he heard the singing voice again.
His heart jumped a bit, as he wheeled closer...and saw a figure standing a few feet away. She was facing the chain link fence, her eyes closed, as she sang.
"Shoot me down...but I won't fall...I am Titaniuuuummmm!", her voice carried like an angel at the last note, and she was perfectly on key.
Eren's eyes widened, in complete awe at her beautiful singing voice. And then his heart sunk...it couldn't be..he vaguely recognized her.
The black hair, the pale skin...was she..the same girl who was in cardiac arrest only two weeks ago? She seemed...so full of life for someone so sick.
The girl finished, opening her eyes slowly. She had gorgeous grayish violet eyes. She blinked then, seeing Eren. Eren froze, color reaching his face, his heart skipping a beat.
She..was so beautiful. Unlike anyone he's ever seen. Her face turned equally red, as she swallowed hard.
As it began to turn awkward, Eren spoke up. "Y-You have a really beautiful voice...I heard it from the library", he said, breaking the ice.
She remained flushed. "Thank you...you came all the way up here from the library?", she asked in a quiet voice, seeing his injuries.
"Yeah...I just...feel a bit lost right now and...", Eren scratched the back of his head. "Amnesia?", guessed the girl.
"Yeah...I guess. I'm apparently engaged to someone but...I think I just...need to talk to someone who isn't from my past...", Eren continued, rambling a bit. The girl gazed at him, quiet.
She ran a hand through her jet black hair. "I'll make you a deal...don't tell my sister I was up here, and I'll keep you company in the library", she said then.
"Your sister? You mean...Nurse Rubi?", asked Eren. "She'd kill me if she found out I'm out of bed...its her only day off so...", the girl explained.
Eren's heart sunk, turning pale. "So...you were that girl...two weeks ago...", he started, biting his lip. "I guess I had quite the audience...", the girl gave a small smile.
"Are you okay now? I mean...I heard it was cardiac arrest", Eren asked, worriedly. Why...why did he feel this worried? She was a stranger to him.
The girl's eyes softened, looking down. "My sister...tends to be dramatic. I'm fine, really...so, do you have a name?", she asked.
Even though he just met her...Eren could tell that was a lie. She couldn't make eye contact with him when she said that.
"Eren...Eren Jaeger", he introduced himself. She blushed a bit, gazing at him. "My name's Mikasa...Mikasa Ackerman. So..do we have a deal, Eren?", she asked.
"Sure...", Eren smiled a bit. There was a gust of wind, and Mikasa tensed a bit, she shivered, hugging herself.
It even began to snow lightly, some snowflakes falling on their heads.
Eren's eyes grew worried.
"Here...you're really not dressed warm enough for this season...", he unwrapped the red scarf he was wearing, and gently wrapped it around her neck. Mikasa blushed, looking a bit surprised by the sudden gesture.
She placed a hand over it.
"Is it warm enough...?", asked Eren softly. Mikasa's eyes gazed down at the scarf. "Yeah...it really is. Thank you", she smiled.
They soon returned inside, and went to the library. Eren peered in first, seeing no sign of Ymir. "Coast is clear", he said.
Mikasa sighed in relief, as she gently pushed his wheelchair in. "So...what were you reading?", she asked, sitting down next to him.
"I'm not really sure, was just trying to pass time I guess", Eren admitted sheepishly, as Mikasa looked at the book.
"Richard Adams, good author...he also wrote The Plague Dogs, its one of my favorites", she confessed. "Yeah?", asked Eren curiously.
"It shows the world can be such a cruel place...but also beautiful. Watership Down is similar", Mikasa explained.
Eren gazed at her for a moment. "Where did you learn to sing like that?", he asked her, unable to get it out of his mind.
Mikasa turned a deep shade of pink. "I didn't...I just...I've always loved to sing", she admitted.
"Well you're amazing at it...", Eren smiled, making her only blush further. "Okay Mr. Charmer...how about I find some more of Richard Adam's works?", asked Mikasa, her heart beating fast.
Eren nodded, as they looked over the book. Outside the library, Historia was walking down the hall. She was about to enter, but then stopped dead in her tracks. Her eyes widened, seeing Eren and Mikasa smiling and looking over the books. She looked down sadly, taking a step back, and exiting.