A/N: Please note that this is of course Fan Fiction, therefore the events described would be slightly deviated from the orginal telling.

For the record this isn't a shipping fic, no Eren x Mikasa or Eren x Annie is strongly implied. Sorry, just not a part of this story. Mikasa is just her usual over-protective/concerned self when it comes to Eren. If she seems OOC then I apologize for that. In the manga as well as the anime I found her talking most when there was something important to say, which I tried to apply here.

Now onto the fourth and final chapter!

And nope, I in fact do not own Shingeki no Kyojin or anything else I write about.

Chapter 4

(Flashback)

The reverberating clank of the jail cell door boomed behind Eren after he was softly pushed in. The community cell held quite a few people but he didn't/couldn't pay them any attention. Most were quiet and keeping to themselves at this late hour.

Eren clumsily staggered forward, bruised, beaten and still very drunk to fall down at the first seat he saw. Which happened to be at the end of the wall bench against the metal bars. He slouched to the right to lean against the cell bars to try and rest, but he still felt so sick. Cold as well, still wearing only underwear and sneakers. So in a place like this he was bound to attract some un-wanted attention, and he was attracting it. He could sense it, even with all his other senses blurred and unresponsive. He felt a pair of eyes on him...near, very near. He dared to slowly look over to his left and see the source.

Staring at him, barely a foot away...Sasha Braus.

"Yoouuu..." she seethed.

Eren reeled back against the bars in suprise. She looked even a bit more crazed than the last time he saw her. Half mad were her eyes and a giant bandage covered a still swelling bump on the high top of her forehead. Yet on top of everything else, she was absolutely starving.

"It's your fault I'm here," Sasha said loudly, her pointer finger dangerously close to Eren. She was speaking much better despite an occasional slur or drag of her words.

"All. Your. Fault," she stressed again with her finger flicking at him with each word.

After a few moments of Eren trying to understand what she was talking about. Since he still didn't really understand his own situation or the amount of trouble he'd brought upon himself. He stammered out a thoughtful, "Huuhh?"

(Sasha Flashback)

In the aftermath of Eren leaving the party, it took Sasha a good bit of time to calm down. I mean the nerve! She barely had two bites off that masterpiece! Plus she knew that was the last potato in Jean's kitchen and she was starving.

So she did the first thing that came to her drunken malnourished mind...thievery. It really wasn't such a big deal, there was a farm close by that she would frequent, at night...by herself. Though she only took what she needed (which was quite a lot) from the open fields. The old farmer that tended the land got close to catching her a few times, but she was always too fast and escaped easily with both arms full.

Tonight she just needed a little. 'Two potatoes, maybe five...but no more than seven,' she reasoned. She slipped away from the group as everyone was beginning to leave and headed purposefully down the street. Any observer could easily tell she had too much to drink, her arms swung almost as long as her stride. Which was nowhere near what would be described as 'a straight line.' But the streets were quiet and empty, she made it there without getting lost even once.

She excitingly ran through the corn stalks, past the cabbage rows and onto the potato patch. The darkness didn't bother her as she stuck both arms into the soil searching for her prey. After all, she is an expert huntress able to sense spuds.

But it wasn't long at all before the old farmer came searching for her. It was hard for him to ignore the sounds of her giggling through his fields. He walked briskly for his age following her heavy footsteps in the dirt, lantern in one hand, sickle in the other.

Sasha saw the light of him approach too late and set off running in a panic. Leaving all four of her freshly unearthed potatoes behind. The farmer was screaming, she was screaming, the potatoes were grateful.

She headed for the way out as quickly as her wobbly legs could carry her. The farmer still continuing to give chase. She ran and ran and just when she saw the way out near the street, she slipped. Sasha then barreled straight ahead and headfirst into a wooden fence post, knocking her out cold. "Ahh hell..." sighed the old farmer when he caught up to her. He was kind enough to call an ambulance...and the police.

(End Sasha Flashback)

"It's your fault I had to go," Sasha continued, growing more feral.

Eren was now completely trapped against the corner. She had both hands wrapped around the bars on each side of Eren's head, pulling herself closer. It appeared to be the end. They would find the pieces of him scattered around the floor of the dimly lit cell in the morning. The other inmates would be huddled together in the far corner for protection, their eyes showing scenes of horror.

"Yeager," said an officer with a nonchalant tone, unlocking the cell door. "You're free to go."

Sasha's face fell with a look of horrible disappointment as Eren turned back to her, grinning widely. "....A ha..ha..HAHAHA...HAHA...AHAHA," laughed Eren again as he easily lifted her arm out of the way. He swayed a bit when he stood and triumphantly waltzed out of the cell, still laughing in relief.

"We...ugh...the department apologizes, for any 'mistreatment,'" said the officer as Eren walked by.

Eren coolly turned and raised the double thumbs up, then happily continued on.

(End Flashback)

"How did you get him out of there?" Mikasa asked.

"It was easy with this," Armin said holding out his phone. "I filmed what happened after Eren threw up on the short officer."

"Let me see it," said Mikasa, already starting to fume.

"It's...probably best if you don't see it," Armin said, trying to appease her.

Mikasa gave one of her scary looks and Armin handed over the phone. She started the video and as expected, her rage level doubled...then tripled. Eren leaned over slightly to watch just when the short cop began stomping. The video ended after the feminine voice of the deputy yelled "HEY!" and Armin took off running from his spot in the bushes.

"Getting Eren was easy when I had this for leverage," Armin said smartly.

"They can't get away with that!" Mikasa said, shaking slightly with anger.

"Let it go Mikasa, I got the charges dropped only because I agreed to get rid of the tape. It's not worth it t-" but Armin was cut short by the sound of a car sharply coming to a stop outside.

He looked out the window to see Jean's car and Sasha fumble out of the passenger side, holding onto something.

"It's Sasha!" Armin exclaimed, making everyone-especially Eren jump. "She's got a gun!"

"It's a potato gun," Mikasa said in a slightly calmer tone.

"YEEEAGER!" boomed Sasha as she raised the cannon towards his window. "THIS IS GOING TO HURT ME...WORSE THAN IT'S GOING TO HURT YOU!"

End of Story

I'm leaving it on a cliffhanger folks, whatever happens next is completely up to you! And I hope you enjoyed, it's been a real pleasure writing this one!