Disclaimer: I do not own Attack On Titan/ Shingeki No Kyojin, Only my OCs. It also will loosely follow the manga, which will transition back and forth from past and present. If it gets confusing please let em know. Constructive criticism is always welcome. Love to hear what you guys think.

Faylinn felt the cool Earth beneath her, the soil engulfed her face as she regained consciousness. It seemed all too quiet for the 7 year old. She finally got to her feet and slowly crept up the stairs, she heard rustling from the other side of the door. They still hadn't left, she thought. It sounded like they were taking the house completely apart. She put her ear against the door, so she could hear what they were saying.

"I can't find anything Sanes, for a heretic he sure doesn't have a lot of research," one of the military police officers said.

"Nonsense, he simply has it hidden away somewhere, along with that brat!" the other known as Sanes said.

"Does the kid really matter?" the other one asked.

"I suppose not. Ralph! Burn everything to the ground leave no evidence that we were here. That'll take care of everything. We're taking him alive." Sanes ordered.

It had been a week since the last expedition and Faylinn laid somberly in her bed. Only getting up to go to the restroom facilities or get a glass of water, her appetite was completely gone and her energy was depleting rather quickly. She was ignoring all her duties all of which friends would cover for her. She didn't care though, what was the point anymore. There was always a random person checking up on her. Right now it was Petra and she was trying everything she could do to get her out of bed.

"We can't keep covering for you Fayy, Eld is out there doing your chores, If Captain Levi finds out he'l-" Petra pleaded with her, but stopped when she noticed her glaring at her. She continued, "You're not as scary as him you know, we're just trying to help, the least you could do is work with us."

Faylinn considered her offer, but she never asked for their help. She didn't want anyone to do anything. She just wanted to be left alone and wallow in her misery by herself. Petra noticed that she wasn't getting through to her. Nothing would get through to her she finally figured.

She stood up from the chair beside Faylinn's bed and was about to storm out when she looked at her friend and finally spoke, "Pretty soon we're going to stop doing this, we can't help you if you don't want to be helped." And she walked out of the room.

Faylinn, felt bad, she did, but she couldn't even bother to eat what use was she to anyone? By the footsteps she could tell who was coming in. A firm knock was heard from the other side of the wooden door. After 5 seconds, the tall blonde man pushed the door forward and silently took his seat next to the bed. She didn't even have to look up to know who it was. She heard pages turn as she was trying to suffocate herself in her pillows. She quite enjoyed when Mike Zacharias came to 'watch' her, he wasn't nagging her and he was quiet. She heard a sniff come from him and he finally spoke.

"You need to wash." was all he said.

Her head shot up and she defended, "You need to shut up." she glared at him as menacingly as she could muster.

He raised an eyebrow and surpringly said, "So she speaks."

It didn't really hit Faylinn until that point, that she wasn't speaking to anyone. She'd only throw death glares at anyone that was trying to get her out of bed. Why was she speaking now.

"You're being selfish," he stated simply.

She thought about it before answering, she never asked for anyone to cover for her or for anyone to watch her. Why were they watching her anyway?

"I never asked for any of this if I get reprimanded for what I'm doing then so be it" she explained.

"Exactly, we aren't being told to do this, we're doing this all on our own. Did you ever think we'd get in trouble for enabling you behavior?" he asked her.

She got quiet again, she was being selfish. People were actually worried about her, and doing all her work so she could grieve for her brother because they cared about her. She wasn't the only one that lost someone that day. Many soldiers lost their friends, family even and here she was acting like a child. How many soldiers lose their loved ones time and time again and still somehow manage to go through the expeditions over and over. Who the hell did she think she was. She stared to feel the tears coming, it would have been the first time she cried since that fateful day. It wasn't long before she really began to sob and 'ugly cry' as she put it. She felt a strong hand on her shoulder and it stayed until she was done. Fay was in and out of consciousness when she finally heard the door shut. Slowly rising, adjusting her vision, there was still light outside. And Mike was right, she could use a wash just about now.

I found this story in my laptop and thought why not publish it, as usual let me know what you think and if you wish for me to continue it. :)