CHAPTER 13

This is bad. This is really, really bad.

With those words repeating over and over inside my head, I kept walking back and forth outside Pixis' office. It had been at least an hour since Pixis had called Eren, and after he had been told that Pixis was a cop who was requesting his presence, Eren didn't even ask what it was about before he had agreed to come out here.

I didn't want to see him, so I had stayed here, but I knew that I wouldn't be able to avoid him forever. I had to explain the situation to him after all, since I was the only one who knew about the ability of his.

The ability that destroyed your relationship, the little voice inside my head kept bugging me about. I bit down on my bottom lip, annoyed to be reminded of that, since I had worked so hard on repressing those memories.

"Sir?"

I turned around to face Oluo, who looked like he was about to shit himself of bare horror.
"U-Um … Pixis says that when he arrives, he wants to you to take him down to the interrogation rooms,"

"Is Pixis there now?"

"Y-Yes,"

I rolled my eyes at him, crossing my arms over my chest, which instantly made my biceps look bigger as they were pressed against my skin. He flinched, taking a step back. How amusing it was that his behaviour had changed already. Wasn't he supposed to be a cop? Well, I would admit that I could be pretty terrifying when I wanted to be. I sent him a smirk.

"Well, fine then. I'll be there,"

He nodded, and then walked away fast, clearly trying not to run while I could still see him.

I kept my eyes on him until he disappeared after turning a corner. Then I looked over at the desk where the secretary sat by accident, only to see someone way too familiar standing there talking to her.

"Excuse me, a man named Pixis called me about an hour ago. I was told to … " Hearing his voice made me slightly dizzy for just a second, before I finally got my act together. This was work. If I did this the right way, he would only have to be here for no more than 30 minutes, and then he would be out of my life again. I walked over there hastily, looking as emotionless as I could.

"Eren," I started out, not really what else to say. He looked up from the secretary who was looking just as confused as he looked, and his eyes landed on me. I couldn't do anything but just wait while he recognised me. It was almost amusing to see the expressions in his face change, since Eren was rather known for wearing his emotions on his sleeves. He wasn't really able to hide them away like I was.

"L-Levi … " He stuttered, taking a step back, clearly overwhelmed. "What are you doing here?"

My eyes shifted from Eren to the door, getting a little anxious. I didn't like that we were so close to it, giving him an easy escape route if I said anything to tick him off.

"I work here temporarily," I chose to tell him, crossing my arms over my chest. The fabric scratched my skin by this, suddenly making me very conscious about my outfit which frankly made me both look and feel like a male prostitute.

"Can somebody please get me a damn shirt?!" I exclaimed with so much authority in my voice that at least 3 people jumped up from their desks and ran out to get me one, not actually knowing that I didn't even work here. My angry gaze had probably left an impression on them, after all, I had perfected it to do that. It worked wonders, when I needed people to do what I wanted.

Eren also noticed my clothing now, looking at me from top to toe.
"Why do you look like that?" He mumbled, his eyes lingering a bit too long at where my abs were, before meeting my eyes again.

"I was undercover. It doesn't really matter," I shook my head. "I'm sorry to drag you down here, but – "

"You made me come here?" He interrupted me, his eyes getting large with surprise again.

"Yes," I nodded. "We caught this guy, and it's really important that he gives us the information we need … But he refuses to tell us," I sighed, lowering my arms a bit.

"I was hoping that you would help us out," I said, my voice getting a little lower when I noticed the secretary looking curiously at us. I sent her a death glare. "I'm so sorry to have to do this to you Eren, but I had to try,"

I paused to look at him and see his reaction to what I had said. His mouth was slightly open, his eyes still big, but he quickly got back to normal when I stopped talking. We looked at each other for a long time, while I waited for his answer. When he finally opened his mouth to say something, it wasn't what I had expected.

"I thought you were a lawyer?"

I sighed irritated, facepalming myself.

"That's not relevant,"

Eren looked at me again, and I swear to god I could see a sparkle in his eye for a second.

"It is if you want me to help you,"

Oh, so he was going to play that game. I raised an eyebrow, making sure to look very judgemental at him and sighing loudly, showing just how much I disapproved him doing this.

"I was a cop before becoming a lawyer,"

"You were?" He looked surprised again, his voice getting a little higher when he said that. The idea of telling him the same lie as I had told Oluo entered my mind for a moment, amusing me. Eren's reaction would probably be hilarious, but then again, I couldn't really risk him getting too afraid to help me with this.

"Uh-huh," I nodded. "So will you help me or not?"

Eren stood there, looking like he was debating it with himself, but it felt more like he was dragging out the time to make me beg for it.

"Please," I added involuntarily, and that comment made him smile way more than it should.

"Okay, but then you owe me a favor," He said, and I felt like I could finally breathe properly.

"Sir!" Someone exclaimed behind me, handing me a fresh shirt that I accepted immediately.

"Thank you," I sighed, before looking back at Eren. "Follow me, this won't take long,"

We found the nearest elevator, and when we got in I ordered him to press the button that went to the lower floor. The elevator closed its doors, and when I felt it starting to move, I quickly put the shirt between my thighs so I had both of my hands free. I grabbed the fishnet shirt at the ends, and pulled it over my head in one swift move. I threw it on the floor afterwards, not really caring about what would happen to it. It could be thrown out after all I cared.

I could feel Eren watching me as I once again grabbed the shirt from my legs to put it on.

"What the fuck are you looking at?" I decided to hiss at him, and I could swear that I saw his cheeks turning af darker shade of pink before he looked away.

I quickly buttoned the shirt, and with a great timing the elevator doors opened when I had done the last button. We got out, and turned to corner to get to the interrogation room.

"Ah, there you are," Pixis said happily when we got inside the room with the mirror, and I could feel how Eren instantly tensed up when he saw where he were.

"Wow, this is like the movies," He mumbled, looking around with baffled eyes.

"Eren, this is Chief Pixis. He's the one in charge here," I introduced, and Eren quickly turned to humility, as he lowered his head and reached out his hand.

"It's nice to meet you sir,"

Pixis shook his hand, laughing.

"Yes yes, now let's get down to business,"

I stayed silent as Pixis explained the situation to Eren, so that I could study him instead.

He hadn't changed at all these last 3 months, but then again, neither had I. He tried focusing on looking at Pixis, but I could sense how his eyes flickered between me and him sometimes. Then again, that was probably my fault - I was distracting him by staring at him, probably making him feel very uncomfortable. But when he did look at me, it was only for less than a second, but my heart skipped a beat when he did it.

I don't know why, though. Surely, I was over him, that much I knew. He shouldn't still have this power to influence me like this.

"So Pixis will go in there and ask the suspect a few questions, and then you'll just … work your magic," I said hesistantly, not sure how to put it without making Pixis notice. I was still shocked that he actually bought the story that Eren was able to read body language.

However, that was still more believable than what he could actually do.

"Are you ready?" I asked him, to which he just nodded.

"Then let's do this," Pixis said, sending us both a smile, revealing his crooked front teeth, before walking out the door. 5 seconds after that, he entered the other room in front of us, and sat down in front of Reiner, who looked pissed when he recognised the old man.

Eren watched closely as they talked, doing his thing … Whatever that was. Since he was so deep into work already, I allowed myself to study his face a bit closer. This was something I had loved doing when we had been together – Eren had been lying on the sofa, or playing a game on his phone, and I would have been staring at him, trying to memorize all the beautiful little features that he had to offer. It satisfied me to notice that he had stayed the same, nothing had changed at all.

He's still Eren, I thought, the possesive side of me suddenly popping up. My Eren.

Wait what? That wasn't something that I … The trail of my thoughts were interrupted when Eren's neck snapped as his head turned to face me. His cheeks were burning red, which quickly revealed that he had heard my thoughts loud and clear.

"Stay focused," I just hissed irritated, hitting him gently on the back of the head, before walking a few steps away from him, but the truth was that I was trying to cover my own flustered face. Damn it, I had forgotten what it felt like not to even have the privacy of my thoughts to myself.

The rest of the time I just leaned up against the table, watching Eren work from a far while I was cooling myself down. I was making damn sure not to think of anything dangerous, so I wasn't allowing to let my mind wander. I even sighed, when Pixis left the room, as it meant that this torture would soon be over. Eren turned around as well.

When Pixis entered our part of the room again, Eren didn't even hesitate.

"It seems that the location of the drug station is at a warehouse outside the city for the time being. The weapon station is at the docks,"

Pixis looked impressed, as Eren told him everything else he had gotten from Reiner's body language. He sent me an approving nod, before smiling at Eren.

"Very good. Eren, I want to have a little talk with you in my office, before you leave. If that isn't too much to ask?"

Eren shook his head, though he had looked at me with questioning eyes before that, as if he needed to see how I felt about it first.

What was Pixis planning? I had a bad feeling about it.

That feeling was quickly validated, as we were walking into his office.

"Levi, if you wouldn't mind waiting outside," Pixis asked nicely, even though I could clearly hear the order behind it.

"Yes sir," I said, throwing a worried look at the two of them before getting out of there. They stayed in there for another 10 minutes, and the whole time I sat outside of it at the nearest desk, staring at them through the blinds that put a limit on the visibility. It annoyed me greatly that I had no idea what was going on.

When Eren finally opened door, he walked over to me as the first thing.

"What happened in there?" I demanded to know, quickly rising to my feet. He looked down at his feet shyly, which only made the bad feeling in my stomach grow bigger.

"He … He offered me a job,"