The relationship was strong, solid and lasting. Petra knew it should be this way and that they would live on until old age parted them. Yet, after a few months, Petra couldn't help but worry about when the tragedy would hit. In the other times, by now the tragedy would be a memory.

Levi wondered when Petra would expect progress in the relationship. After all, there was no way he could truly surprise her. But, what had to be done had to be done. The arguments weighed. When would the first… happen? 'Kiss' could not fill in the blank as that happened a few weeks ago.

Levi wondered how this lunatic became so important to him as he crossed the town early on a rainy morning for Petra's graduation. After graduation, Levi had helped Petra get a job in the magazine as a writer. It weighed on him - could somebody really spend their whole life waiting for somebody else and knowing that if that other person didn't like them, death would follow. As Petra once told him, rather uncannily, "Who cares? I know I'm coming back anyway. And I'd get to do this all over, without the memories." As Levi pushed her a little further, Petra explained how she came to fall in love for a fourth time and how everything was new, even with the memories.

The graduation day passed as Levi expected it would: great for Petra who would talk to friends and have a good time and boring and wet for himself as he watched his beautiful girlfriend socialize.

A week later Levi lead in his recruit as Hange called Petra. Erwin, the manager and technically Levi's boss, met Petra first. The only non-essential communication was a "It's rare for Levi to recommend us a new employee. Well done." from Erwin.

From Hange, the next on the list, came much more. Much to Levi's chagrin, Hange was a Rivetra shipper for (and Petra verified in) both universes. Petra was amused and as she agreed to Hange in many ways, Hange only knew thought of Petra as a fan, and missed the hidden double-entendre.

Petra then began her job as a journalist and researcher for the "History Scouts." - a name nobody wanted credit to.

Petra's first assignment was to study a buried missile. The accepted history was that the world entered a nuclear war a thousand years ago and fears of technology prevailed, leaving humanity - only a few million were left - in a small medieval town. A restoration began as a few people found an old bunker and rediscovered much of the technology now common. The missile was seen as proof and 50 years after its discovery, Petra got the honor of describing the horrible war and devastating technology thankfully not yet discovered. The site was far enough to require three days of travelling.

As Petra packed the next day, having done all the preliminary research and goodbyes, Levi couldn't help but ask the question: "But doesn't the history disprove your memories?"

"Yes."

"Then how do you believe them?"

"I don't feel belief as if the memories were just some facts. I feel as if it happened."

"So you don't know?"

"And I can't, can I?" Petra paused - this angered her all her life - what if she was wrong? "How can I doubt my own memory?"

"Tch."

"How don't you doubt me?"

"Somehow you're right about me in ways nobody could have ever been."

"You never account for love." Petra zipped up her bag and carried it out of her apartment. Petra mused wondering how much of the lack of doubt from Levi was out of love. It bothered her, but she always knew that he'd doubt her.

Levi came after Petra and they rode the elevator down. "I wish I could be… more helpful about.. the…" Levi said, unsure of how to express caring - he never expressed it before.

Petra kissed him. "What you're doing is more than enough." Levi nodded. "And forgetting about it makes it easier."

"Bullshit."

"I just pretend that it's new, and it really is." Petra walked out of the elevator as the door opened. "Just like a fourth boyfriend, everything from the past applies, just differently."

Levi kissed her at the cab. "Do well."

"Have fun." Petra said as the driver took her bag. "I'll be fine." Petra said.

"Bye." The cab drove away and Levi headed off to work.

Petra couldn't help but be excited by the trip. It was the missile! The one and only historic relic left from the war! For anybody mildly concerned with history, it was Mecca.

"So, I hear you're seeing the missile…" The driver said.

Petra turned with a look of surprise. She nodded as the driver appologised for the unexpected knowledge. "Couldn't help but know, the lady who called was going crazy." Hange called - she had declared it her unofficial job.

"Yes. I have an article to write about the relic."

"Cool." There was a long silence, something most cab drivers were accustomed to. That was broken by Petra when the car slid out of the freeway at the wrong exit - which was obvious as the signs noted the airport was in three miles.

"Where are we going?"

The driver sighed. "Well, Petra, it's time I gave up the pretense." Petra gave a shocked look. "Don't worry about the article, it should happen and you'll see the missile."

"What?"

"I must take you somewhere - you're not going to take your flight."

"But…"

"Don't resist, otherwise I'll have to knock you out." Petra looked around before nodding slowly. "Great. I'm taking you to a private jet. It'll all be explained there."

The car pulled into a private hangar and Petra was led out with her things. Her questioning the motive and desire of whoever was behind this was to no avail - she had no idea what to expect.

A brown-haired boy greeted her. "Hi Petra. Guess who I am."

"Eren."

Eren gestured towards the jet and Petra followed as the driver pulled away. Inside, more people were there. Petra recognized Mikasa, Armin and Jean from her memory. Petra occupied the empty seat as her things were ported in.

"Hi." was all each of the people greeted her with.

"Ok." Eren began the talk. "We are the 104th. We know about you and your memories and have been waiting for you to meet Levi."

"What?"

"We wanted to be sure it was you."

"Great. What do you want?"

"To talk."

"What?!"

"You are the greatest thing to happen since the fall of the titans." Petra wondered what odd kind of a cult she'd gotten herself into.

"Seriously, you remember us?" Jean said.

"Prove that you remember me…" was all Petra said. "How did I die?"

"When?"

"Forget it…" Petra did tell many about how she died - that would prove nothing. "Eren, the time you transformed, what did each of us say?"

"Let's see… you told Levi to step back, Erd and Gunther yelled about the unauthorised transform, Auro yelled about killing me."

"How do you guys…?"

"We don't have the pleasure of remembering, we have it written down and passed through our families."

"Pleasure?"

"It would be an honor to remember."

"No, it's not."

"What? How?"

"Remembering dying really sucks." That earned a few laughs all around.

After a pause, Petra said: "So, y'all wanted to talk."

"There's nothing to say now." Mikasa spoke for the first time.

"Do you guys happen to know why I remember?"

"Nope."

"Alright, well, I need to get to…"

"Oh yeah." Eren walked into the pilot's cabin and soon, the plane began to move.

Over the three hour flight, the conversation was about all the recorded lives. Petra-1 was before the 104th and thus got the fortune of being added to the book.

Towards the end of the flight, Eren spoke up again. "Petra, you'll also be arrested."

"What?"

"The government will hold you because you know about the titans."

"But not you guys…?"

"They don't have evidence about us."

"And now?" Petra admitted the titans when she was younger.

"Because you associated with us."

"But…"

"It couldn't be helped."

"What about…"

"Your assignment will have to wait."

"And Levi?"

"I don't know." Eren paused to hand Petra a book. It was different from the one she'd read about the titans. "This book is all lies. We hope it will be enough to prevent them from torturing you."

"What…?"

"We don't know how bad it'll be."

"Then why risk me?"

"Because we needed to make contact."

"But…"

"It's important - more than you."

Petra opened her mouth then shut it. For the silence and drive to the hotel, Petra questioned her sanity and the odd cult she was mixed with. She wasn't arrested yet, and began to doubt that.

The next day, in excitement for the missile, Petra forgot all about the 104th. Petra reached the missile with her required ID and noted that the bunker was much emptier than she expected. The huge concrete cavern was deserted. Reflected in the clean floor - which Levi would've appreciated - was the long relic. The missile was exactly as Petra imagined it, largely because of the pictures of it she saw. The tip was red and the rest a bilious green, suggesting the bad intent of the device. The wear on the missile was odd. Petra felt it as she walked in. Something was in the pictures which was not in the bunker. Maybe people. Petra stepped up to the missile to take a closer look.

"Something bothering you?"

Petra looked to the end of the hall. There was a police officer. "It's just that, for an intercepted missile, it seems to be in pristine condition."

"Doubt the government, do you?"

"It's just… odd." Petra-1 had never seen a nuclear war and Petra-2 never heard of it. The histories did not match, baffling Petra further. But she was right about Levi, Hange and Erwin. Now she found the 104th.

Then in hit her. "I… think I have seen all I need to and I'll leave now…" This was a prime place for an arrest. Nobody would even know.

"Ms. Ral, I'm sorry to inform you that that would be impossible." And so the 104th was proven correct. Officers blocked the door - appearing out of nowhere much like the other officer - and the talkative one hand-cuffed Petra.

In the van, there was a silence. Nobody spoke until Petra entered what she thought was a high-security interrogation facility. This was great - she'd gotten a job only to be arrested. She tried to understand the cause, but could not find out.

In the facility, Petra was escorted to a room and locked in. She didn't notice the hour pass by in the midst of her preoccupation about Levi's reaction and her job prospects.

The door opened. "Hello Ms. Ral. I am officer Leonhart. I shall be asking you a few questions before we decide your fate." Leonhart was ice - colder than Levi, though many thought that impossible. Petra nodded acknowledgement as agreement did not matter.

"Firstly, how did you come to know of the 104th?"

"Sorry?" Petra wasn't quite sure how to answer without ruining the group.

"The 104th. We recently saw that you had made contact with them and thus demand to know how you came in contact."

"They captured me."

"I see." Petra had a doubt about how believed she was. Leonhart gave off that condescending air. "And you did not resist?"

"I could not. They surprised me and had me at gunpoint before I could do anything." Not 100% true, but close enough.

"What is their purpose?"

"They believed that my memories were correct - I assume you know my condition - and thus wanted to talk about them to me."

"And what did you talk about?"

"The nuclear war, the restoration and such." Petra had read the book and remembered these details about the invented history.

"I see. History nerds unite." Leonhart did not shift tone as expected for the joke. "Yet, that does not match your condition, thus I think you're lying."

Petra did not reply. She knew that anything she could say could worsen the situation, but she also could not anger this officer. "So, tell me the truth."

"I talked to them about the past."

"Which past?"

"Mine." Petra tried to sound defiant.

Leonhart did not sign up for this. The nerd was not scared or going crazy. Heaven forbid this nerd was actually like the Petra she read about in that weird manga thing. "Which is?"

"As reported by my therapist, I'm sure."

"Ms. Ral we'd like to hear it from you. At this point I am quite losing my patience."

"i would like an attorney."

Leonhart mock laughed. "An attorney?" She paused and continue with more breath. "You would be so lucky. The nature of your crime does not allow you an attorney."

"But the fifth amendment…"

"Is overridden by the titan-hiding enactment, which since I have mentioned to you, since you were actually a bit 'brave', you will have to be killed."

"Great, why wait." Petra-2 almost fully emerged. But the three others anchored her down, leaving silence instead of her drafted response.

"But first you will have to tell us all you know about the 104th."

"If you know so much about them, why not ask them yourself?"

"We cannot arrest them on any grounds upholdable in THAW court."

"THAW?"

"Titan-Hiding Arrest Warrant. Now, answer, what do they know?"

"The story they gave you."

"They would never allow you the truth."

"Then they lied to me."

"Doesn't it break your heart."

"No more than you do." Petra was getting bitter, but wasn't really sure where her boundaries lay.

Leonhart only smirked. Then, looking at the time, she briskly walked out. "Remember Ms Ral, if you are right, I crushed you against a tree."

"Only to be killed by Eren." Petra retorted.

Leonhart left, leaving Petra to mull over her next few days. She was moved to a cell as her torture was determined.

Days went by, though it was hard for Petra to tell. The mundane cell was like torture as her mind grew louder and the idiom "an empty mind is the devil's workshop" proved its ancient wisdom.

Day six (as Petra guessed) was interesting. Petra was brought into a room similar to the one she met Leonhart in. On the table was a note. "Since I cannot crush you against a tree, I hope to do it to your heart." Petra questioned what it meant as her gaze flicked to the monitor she saw behind a glass wall. It was Levi.