Mikasa awoke abruptly to a loud knocking on the front door. Eren would just walk in, so she knew that it had to be someone else. She rubbed some of the sleep from her eyes before pulling open the door. Any lingering tiredness immediately left when she saw what was in front of her.

The man who had fought with Eren the night before now carried in his arms, with visible blood on both of them.

"What the hell did you do?" Mikasa yelled.

"I didn't do shit except save his damn life," he glared. "Now, are you going to let me in so I can put his heavy ass down?"

She was worried about Eren, yes, but that didn't mean she had to like the idea of letting him in their home. Nevertheless, she opened the door wider and waved her hand in the direction of the main room.

She watched carefully at the man as he tromped inside and let her brother down with a huff.

"What the hell does he eat?" she heard him mutter under his breath. Once he was sure Eren wasn't about to fall onto the floor, he went and sat down heavily onto one of the kitchen table chairs.

Mikasa rushed to Eren once he was gone and checked his pulse. It was beating and maybe a little slower than what his usual would be.

"Go into the kitchen and hand me the medical kit that's sitting out, and then you're going to tell me exactly what happened."

Feeling too tired to bitch at the bitch, he did as she asked (a one-time deal only).

"So?" Mikasa asked after he didn't start talking right away. "What happened?"

Unwrapping the makeshift bandage she began cleaning the wound while listening to what the short bastard had to say.

"And I assume it was a pirate that shot Eren?"

"Yes."

She sighed as she realized she would have to pull the bullet out.

"Push on his shoulders and hold him down," she said strongly. "I need to remove the shot. I haven't restocked my anesthesia so this is going to hurt."

Grabbing the bullet forceps tightly, she whispered a quick, "Sorry," and inserted the tool into Eren's wound. He jerked awake and had enough time for one yell before Mikasa finished.

"What the- hell," Eren gasped, "was that for?"

"You got shot."

"And that's my fault?" he whined.

"Yes," Mikasa said. "I told you to be careful. I'm going to add stitches, and its going to hurt."

He gritted his teeth and braced himself. It wasn't nearly as bad as he was expecting, it stung at first but he could ignore it. Once she was done Mikasa wrapped a clean bandage around his shoulder and then began cleaning her tools. "Look, if what . . ." he looked at the stranger.

"Levi," the short man supplied.

" . . . Levi said is true about the pirates, then I'm needed down in the town. I absolutely hate to do this, but I don't want to leave you alone, Eren. Levi, will you- watch over him until I can get back?"

He smirked, "Why not?"

"I swear to got if you do anything to him at all-"

"Mikasa," Eren broke in, "really, he saved my life. I doubt he's going to kill me while you're gone."

She nodded her head with hesitation but collected all her supplies before going toward the door.

"I'll be back soon."

Mikasa made her way to the southeastern part of town, closest to the marketplace and the harbor. Already she could see evidence of the pirate's brutality. Trash and other non-valuables lay littered in the street and houses were burned. It only got worse as she went farther in.

Luckily, there hadn't been as many killed as she expected. Some were merely knocked unconscious or huddled down in shock. She helped whoever she could: bandaging wounds and the like. Many would need stitches, either from sword cuts or bullet holes.

Shiganshina was in shambles, the pirates had done their worst (or their best depending on your point of view). It would take a long time for the people living here to build back up what was destroyed and regain their feeling of safety. However false it may be.

"AH!" Mikasa heard suddenly. "It's you!"

A woman with glasses and a crazy look in her eyes approached quickly. Mikasa thought she remembered her from the tavern last night, she was one of the- one of Levi's friends.

"Have you seen Captain Levi anywhere?!" she asked with vigor, "he's about yay high, incredibly rude and looks ready to kill someone at any moment? We haven't seen him since he left our ship! Oh! By the way, my name is Hange- Captain Levi's First Mate! What's yours? Are you that boys girlfriend?"

Mikasa stood up and brushed dirt from her pants before speaking, hiding her now burning cheeks behind her scarf. "Mikasa, and Eren's my brother. To answer your other question, yes I've seen him. He's with Eren at our house-"

"OOH! THAT SLY DEVIL!" She shouted. "That didn't take him very long at all, hahaha!"

"Excuse me?" Mikasa asked, a dangerous glint entering her eye. "I hope you're not insinuating what I think you are. That midget isn't doing anything with Eren except making sure he doesn't die while I'm gone."

"Hmm, did something happen?" she asked, light glinting off her glasses.

"Eren got . . . injured during the pirate raid. Levi saved him and brought him to our house."

"That's our Captain!" Hange laughed. "HEY! PETRA!"

The other woman from the night before rushed up to where the two girls were standing. "Yes, did you find him?"

"That's right!" bounced the overly-energetic Hange. "Mikasa, would you kindly tell us the way?"

The last thing Mikasa wanted was even more strangers in her house, but something told her this odd woman would find out one way or another. Giving the directions, she desperately wanted to go with them to make sure Eren was okay, but she had a duty as the nearest (almost) doctor to make sure the citizens were okay.

Hange and Petra began their journey to the place where their captain was, which also conveniently housed the resident cutie with a nice booty. As they arrived, Hange burst through the door and rocketed toward Levi.

"How the hell did you find me, shitty glasses?" he asked in surprise.

"Deduction and good luck! We came looking for you because we were worried but it looks like we didn't need to be! Did we interrupt you and your cuti-"

"Finish that sentence and I cut your tongue off myself," Levi warned. "Petra?"

"The girl named Mikasa told us."

"Figures," he muttered. "As it were, you did interrupt. I was just asking Eren something important." He turned to the ocean-eyed boy sitting beside him.

"What do you say, Eren, will you join my crew?"