Author's Note: here's part two for y'all. It's really short, though. *blushes*

"..."

Stretching her arms, she could feel her eyes droop as she struggled to stand. "Agh, what's with this headache…"She massaged her temples. She looked around the cabin, searching for her friends, and more importantly, Eren. Even if she knew that she wasn't at fault here, deep down, she felt the need to apologize to him. Well there's that, and honestly, she doesn't want to lose him. She's only got a small circle of friends. No point in making it smaller.

The place looked different from the cabin she remembers, but it didn't matter. She needs to look for her friends before anything else. As she staggered towards the door, grabbing to whatever that may help her get across, she could feel the cold sweat falling from her forehead. She thought it was due to the warm weather, or maybe she was pushing herself too much.

Huh, is it just her, or is her skin paler than usual? She saw a mirror and went near it. "…" She had to rub her eyes, making sure that she wasn't hallucinating.

In the mirror, she didn't see her own reflection, but of… someone else's. Leia couldn't see properly, but she was sure that she saw piercing red eyes and a blur of yellow. Her headache's getting worse. She clutched her head, "A-ah…" trying to push the pain away. Someone was calling out to her. Who's that?

It took a minute for her to realize that everything's fading to black.

Leia was standing at the side of the room. She can see her friends standing near a white bed, staring at whoever it was on it. In closer inspection, she saw herself lying peacefully on the bed. She yelped in surprise, wondering why her body was there when she was her. No one seem to notice her. So this is what it feels like to be a ghost, Leia thought.

I think we should tell her, she has the right to know.

You're too soft, Armin. Heh…No wonder she likes you…

I'm sorry, Eren. I didn't get—

Whatever! We're not going to tell her! It's for her own benefit anyway.

How does keeping it a secret benefit her?

Have you seen her gone hysterical? Oh wait, NO. I HAVE.

Armin is right, Eren. Sooner or later, she'll find out, and will freak for not telling her.

Eren, I know how much you care, but you-

SHUT UP. Both of you! You don't know anything! I know her more than the two of you so just—!

Really? 'cause that's not what you told me back then. (*)

That was a lie, okay Mikasa? A lie so you'd just… Agh. Whatever. Do what you want. I don't care.

"—!?" Her eyes shot wide open when she regained consciousness. Her heart beat rapidly as her sweaty palms gripped at the bedsheet. Wait, bedsheet...? She realized that she was lying on a bed. Someone must've moved her there. But where is she..? This is certainly not the cabin, nor did it look like the hospital.

She slowly got up, hand clutching at her head. A wet towel fell from her forehead to her lap. "…Was that a dream a while ago? Or… some kind of warning you were telling me?" Lei spoke, as if asking the voices in her head. She sighed when she received no response. Leia directed her attention to the window beside her, the scorching sun was at its highest peak. "It must be noon by now…And why is it so hot?"

She panicked as soon as she heard footsteps approaching the door. Leia can recognize their voices. It was Armin and Eren. Not knowing what to do, she lay back down and pretended to be asleep. A tick-sound was heard when the key unlocked the door. The door knob slowly turned, opening the door gently.

"I thought you said Lei woke up this morning?" That was probably Armin. Though, it's hard to tell since his voice seemed different. She stiffened when she felt someone approaching her. Armin must've stopped near the bed since she could feel him staring at her. He took the wet towel from her lap, "hm…" Crap. He must be on to something.

"Is something wrong, Armin?" Leia didn't know why, but when she heard Eren's voice, she could feel all the bottled-up emotions exploding inside her. Maybe she did felt guilty for, whatever it was that made Eren hate her. It was weird, though. She doesn't remember making Eren angry. In fact, she doesn't really remember anything at all. She can still picture images of her friends, knew deep down that they meant the world to her. But the thing is, she can't remember why.

Armin shook his head. "It's nothing." He tried to sound nonchalant about it, but Leia knew he was definitely on to something. "Oh, isn't Mikasa back yet?" He deliberately tried to change the subject.

Not noticing it, Eren shrugged. "She said she had things to take care of." His feet dragged him near Leia's bed, but stepped away afterwards. He was conflicted with what he wanted to do, and what he wanted to say. His mind was too jumbled up for it to function properly. "…L…" He sighed. Armin wore a questioning look. "…look after her while I go fetch Mikasa." Without waiting for Armin's response, Eren left.

(*-referring to chapter 1)