(Eren's P.O.V.)

I could hear Mikasa screaming at me while I laid there. A sharp pain quickly filled my body, but at the same time, it quickly disappeared. Was this the end?

I heard other voices too. People saying, 'move him' or 'be careful.' Others said things like, 'he's still alive' and 'he got too cocky.' Did I? I then felt hands begin to wrap around me as I felt myself being lifted from the fallen Titan body. Mikasa continued to cry most of the time, and I could tell that Armin was trying to comfort her, but it wasn't really working. I don't remember much after that, but faint voices and the feel of the wind rushing past me as I was taken on horseback to the main building for treatment.

**Three Days Later**

I woke up to the sound of beeping, the smell of disinfectants around me, and the feel of needles in me. I opened my eyes to discover that I was in a hospital. Mikasa and Armin sat by the window, asleep, as Levi stood by the door.

"Jaeger, you're awake. Nice to have you back," he said to me.

"What happened?" I asked him. I tried to raise my arm to adjust the blanket, but couldn't; not because it hurt, but because it wasn't there. I noticed what was wrong and quickly began to panic. Levi walked over to me and tried to calm me down.

Jaeger, relax." But I couldn't. My arm was gone. Last time it happened, it grew back, but it didn't this time. What was going on?!

I was beginning to hyperventilate when Levi smacked me in the face. "Hanji should be here soon with the test results, so until then, just try to relax," he told me.

"Please explain to me how I'm supposed to relax! My arm didn't grow back!"

Just then, Hanji walked through the door holding a yellow file folder. "Oh, good! You're awake." She then proceeded to hang up my x-rays on the light board across from my hospital bed. I studied the x-rays for a while. Everything looked normal; everything except for one spot. The streams of the Titan energy showed up in the x-rays, except for one place: my missing arm. The energy seemed to just cut off at the spot, along with my nerve endings.

"Hanji," I spoke, trying to sit myself up with my one arm; that failed.

She turned around and spoke, "Yes, Eren?"

"What happened?"

"You mean, you don't remember?"

"I remember Annie, and falling off the roof, and turning into a Titan, and…" I tried to remember more. "Uhm…I remember, the Titans attacking me and them hurting my leg, and…my…arm." I glanced at my arm with pleading eyes.

"Anything else?" Hanji asked.

"No, that's it."

"Eren, Annie is dead," Levi told me.

"What," I asked, confused.

"Mikasa cut her head off," he said.

"Mikasa," I looked over at her sleeping by the window. She looked so tired.

"Also," Levi continued. "when you were fighting Annie, a Titan ripped your arm off."

"So, why hasn't it grown back yet?" I questioned.

Hanji looked at the x-rays and pointed to where my arm used to be. "When it was ripped off, it completely separated your nerves and the nerves fused back together before the arm could regenerate."

"What do you mean?" I asked, worry in my eyes.

"You will never have that arm again," she said.

"What…" I spoke.

"I'm really sorry," she responded.

I thought about this for a while. One arm, for the rest of my life? How? How would I help my friends? How will I get dressed? How will I suit up? How will I defeat the Titans? How?

"Eren," Armin said, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.

I looked at Armin as he looked at me. I didn't know what to say. What was I supposed to say? 'Hey, Armin, I lost and my arm will never grow back?' Absolutely not.

"Eren!" he yelled. "Mikasa, wake up! Eren's awake!" He shook Mikasa and tried to wake her up. She heard Armin and opened her eyes.

"Eren," she spoke.

"Mikasa," I spoke back.

She jumped up and ran to my side. She grabbed me and gave me a hug. "Eren, you're alive," she said. Tears streamed down her face as she looked at me. "Wait, but what about your arm?"

"It's not going to grow back," I told her.

"Eren, I'm so sorry."

"So am I."

Hanji walked over next to me and began removing the needles from my arm. She helped me sit up so my legs dangled off the bed. Levi walked up next to the bed and set some clothes down on it.

"Let's get you dressed; I'm taking you home," he said.

I snapped at him, "Hell no! You're not helping me get dressed! I can do it by myself!"

"Really?" He looked at me for a while.

"No," I finally gave in.

"Then let's go." He grabbed the clothes and helped me off the bed and into the bathroom to get dressed. Afterwards, we came out and Levi grabbed my stuff. "Let's go, brat." A small smile started to form on his face as we walked out of the room with Mikasa and Armin following close behind. I knew now that from now on, nothing would be the same again with only one arm, and that's how it was going to be.

From then on, Levi helped me with things here and there until I got the hang of it. I'm able to get dressed now and I can even suit up by myself and am getting better at taking out the Titans with my one arm, but even though I don't really need Levi's help anymore, I never want him to leave because he is family, just like everyone else.