Levi felt her grip on his hand tighten, nearly breaking all the bones in it as she panted. Her face bright red and her hair soaked with sweat, but Levi wasn't disgusted by it at all. Doctors and nurses crowded around his wife, each talking loudly but Levi couldn't hear them over the sound of his heartbeat in his ears. He's been face-to-face with killers, he's seen the corpses of the two kids he considered family, but his heart has never ever beat this fast before.

She looked at him with eyes full of tears as she gasped loudly. "I can't-I can't!" She began to sob in pain as the doctors told her to push. Levi didn't know what to say or do. He just stared at his wife writhing in pain in front of him, giving birth to his young. "Please... Please, Levi I can't. I just can't." She begged for it to be over. Levi felt his blood run cold. Was she begging to not have his child? Did she secretly think he would be a trash father? Or was she wishing for death?

Okay, he's overthinking this. She was in pain, she was delirious. He was over-reacting, right?!

"Y-You'll-!" His voice cracked, "You're doing fine, brat, just keep breathing." He tried his best to comfort her, but he simply had no clue what to do. "Yeah! C'mon, breathe, brat."

"Tell me to breathe ONE MORE TIME AND I'LL RIP YOUR FACE OFF!" She screeched, offending Levi and alerting one of the nurses, who walked over and put a wrinkled hand on his shoulder and squeezed slightly, comforting him.

"She doesn't mean it, hun, she's just in pain." the elderly nurse assured him with a smile. Levi nodded and went back to supporting his wife, the nurse looked at his wife from between her legs. "The head is crowning! Push, dear, push!"

"I'm PUSHING! I'M PUSHING, GOD DAMMIT, I'M PUSHING!" Her grip was the tightest Levi has never felt before., Levi started to encourage his wife, his eyes growing wide.

"Oi! You're almost done!" Even he got caught up in the excitement, his voice rising from his normal bored tone into one of an excited father's. "You can do this! I love you so much." There was the cry of his child, he was startled as the doctors and nurses went into a frenzy at his wife's feet.

"It's a girl!" The doctor cried. They quickly cleaned her and handed her to Levi, who just stared at the bright red screaming infant. He was shaking, his vision was blurring, why couldn't he see? Liquid trickled down his face and then he realized he was crying as well. She looked up at him, her dark blue eyes not quite focusing on his face.

She was a disgusting, purple-skinned, slimy, and looked like a titan. But she was beautiful and Levi couldn't look away. He made her. This was his daughter.

"Levi, C-can I hold her?" His wife murmured, tears in her eyes as well. Levi handed her the small alien and she stared at her, her own eyes growing wide at the sight of the baby. "I… I had a baby!" She cried, incredulous. Levi shook his head.

"Y-Yeah, brat. You did it." Levi leaned over her. She stared at the baby with happy eyes as he wiped his wife's tear-stained face off with a rag. "We did it." He stared into the eyes of his child and felt the corners of his lips lift into a small smile. "What's it going to be called?"

"It's not it, Levi." His wife chuckled, "It's a beautiful baby girl." She thought for a moment, "How about Isabel." Levi jolted. He never told his wife about Isabel and he never, ever, ever will talk about her again. He shook his head slowly. "Peggy?"

"Peggy?!" Levi rolled his eyes, she burst into laughter.

"Naomi?"

"Naomi." He tested the name on his tongue, it rolled off it perfectly and it simply clicked. "Naomi Ackerman." The nurses shuffled over and took the baby from them. His wife scooted over and made room for him on that narrow hospital bed where they laid all night.

His wife fell asleep easily, but Levi didn't. He just laid there with his wife in his arms, staring at the ceiling. He was so anxious. He didn't really know how to parent a child, or how to interact with one.

He felt his eyes slowly drift shut as he faded away in his love's arms.

…

Levi walked into the house, hearing the baby wail loudly from upstairs. "Oi, asshole! The baby!" He rushed up the stairs and heard the water running in the bathroom. "Hey!" He knocked on the door, "Hey, are you in the shower!?" No answer. "God dammit, brat, I need to pee!" He paused again, a knot forming in his stomach. Something was very wrong about this. "I'm coming in, brat. I really need to piss!"

He opened the door and stood there. His wife, his love, was lying in the tub, deep slashes in her flesh up to her elbows, blood pouring down the side of the tub and into the tile floor, making a large pool of it. Levi has seen his comrades get ripped apart by titans, he's seen his fair share of heart-wrenching gore... But this hit him in the heart. His blood ran cold as he saw a folded note on the counter next to him. With shaking hands he began to read.

"I'm so sorry. I've been sad for a while and I just can't handle it anymore. I feel guilt because to you, our daughter is an angel sent by the heavens above... But for me, our daughter was shackling me to this wretched world, I'm so sorry, I can't go on. I love you, Levi, and I'm sorry." There was blood on the note. Levi was quivering like a bowstring as he read it over and over, his breathing growing unsteady.

She was dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead and gone, just like everyone else he's loved.

Levi was still shaking as he trudged into his daughter's nursery and pulled her from her crib, comforting her. He lumbered into his bedroom and laid down in his large bed with his daughter and just laid there, silent. His baby somehow could detect the sadness in the air and went still, slowly drifting to sleep.

"Leeeevvvviiiii~!" Hanji had a the key to his house, just in case. "I forgot my paperwork here last weekend... And I want to see Nomi!" Levi rolled his eyes at the idiotic nickname she gave his precious Naomi. She was climbing the stairs, getting closer to his wife's death scene. Her footsteps stopped as she stared into the bathroom, taking in the gruesome suicide. "LEVI, WHERE ARE YOU!?" She found him in his room and jumped on the bed next to him, shaking him violently. "Levi, oh my god, Levi! Wake up-Wake up! Oh my god." She was panicking as well.

"I know. I know." He turned to face her, his eyes bloodshot as he laid next to his sleeping child. Hanji's eyes filled with tears as she looked down at him, her bangs framing her face.

"I'm so sorry." She said quietly, it was quite the change from her usual screaming. "Levi... We need to call someone, okay? Report this?" Levi just stared at her, his eyes completely blank. "I-I'm gonna tell someone, okay?" Levi nodded and curled back up again. She did and the police came, got his statement and made sure no funny business happened. But it was confirmed that she did do this to herself. No foul play.

They gave the note back. They had her funeral. Everyone moved on, Levi couldn't. No matter what, she was in the back of his mind. Oh, she'd like this. This is her favorite food. Wow, she would be so proud of Naomi.

Levi didn't blame Naomi, he couldn't blame her. She was only a baby after all, but it still hurt him to look at her and see traces of her mother as she grew up from an infant to a toddler. He was there to watch her crawl across the floor. (Hanji freaked out, Levi just smirked. "Atta girl.") He held her hands as she managed to toddle around the dining hall, amusing the scouts.

Levi loved her. She was his sunshine. He's lost everything, his family, his wife, but he refused to let her leave him.