It had been a week since Jean was reunited with his best friend Marco in the strangest way. They stayed by each other's side in comfortable companionship… though neither of them could really speak. The most both had managed to say was each other's name, and even then it was not quite right. This was alright though, it did not matter they could not talk. Just being near his best friend was enough for Jean.

The two stayed in the forest near the pond most of the time, but not today though. Shortly after the sun started to rise Marco seemed on edge and started pulling Jean rather hard. The fourteen meter titan did not mind this and went with a yawn. They exited the forest into the open plains, full of flowers and butterflies of many colors. It was rather pretty area. Marco made sure to make his friend keep going till they were a distance from the trees. Then the fifteen meter titan sat down in the long grass with a smile. Jean sat down behind him, back to back, head resting on the taller boy's shoulder. Marco put his own head on Jean's other shoulder.

They stayed like that in quiet piece for a few hours. It was around noon that Jean felt something new. He lifted his head up looking back to the forest that they were living in. Something was in there that was not before. Jean could not see it, but could feel it. He got up from the field of flowers. The butterflies that made him a nice resting spot all scattered in a hurry from the moving form. Marco quickly got up as well grabbing his friends hand to keep him from going in the forest, shaking his head 'no' frantically.

Jean was confused by this action. What was in their home that Marco did not want him to see? Was it really best to stay out in the open field like this instead of hiding among the giant trees? The fourteen meter class let out a huff of steam. He did not want to argue with his best friend. Marco knows what he is doing right? He has been out here for four years, while Jean only a week. It is best to listen to the more experienced titan.

Marco smiled as the slightly smaller titan sat back down in the field of flowers. He on the other had decided to lie down to look up at the clouds. Jean shifted; putting his head on Marco's chest listening to his over sized heart beat quickly. He did not know if a fast heart rate was normal for a titan or if something was causing it to race. Jean looked up to the smiling freckled face. He guessed it was normal since Marco did not look worried or stressed out. The bigger titan pat the top of his brownish hair with those giant soft hands. Jean relaxed again, listening to the heart beat.

Marco was glad that his friend did this. It meant he did not hear the sound of 3DMG and scouts zipping through the giant trees. He had sensed the large group of people coming. To keep Jean safe, he had acted quickly and got them out of the forest into open area so if they were spotted they would have a better chance of survival. Looking over at the trees he spotted a few soldiers soaring by. It seemed laying down made them less noticeable as well. Good, hopefully they went completely unseen and out of danger for now… at least Marco hoped so.