"What the fuck was that?! Hanji how did they know about Church?" Levi demanded when Hanji walked into the small room he was being kept in. But he stayed seated, glancing out of the corner of his eye at the guard still in the room. Hanji let out a sigh.

"I didn't know he would mention that Levi. But trust me. Your brain is way too fucked up for the judge to ignore." Hanji reasoned, trying to lighten the mood but only getting a glare in response.

"Thanks shit for brains." Levi stated in a monotone, his mind still replaying the look of betrayal on Eren's face, that look that had burned right through Levi, leaving him unable to even say anything to his defence.

"So let's say I am insane. What's going to happen? Lock me up in some kind of asylum? That's no better than jail."

"This isn't the 1940's Levi. You'd be monitored by a court appointed therapist and asked to appear in front of a judge every few weeks until they were sure you were stable. You'd at least be able to live in your own apartment." Hanji explained, leaving out the part that since they did not work for the court Levi would be appointed a stranger which could end up even worse than if he was locked up. They looked at Levi who seemed to be lost in thought, hoping the procedure wouldn't be too much for him.

"It won't be the same without Eren." Of course he only focussed on that.

Mikasa POV

"Eren please eat something." Mikasa reminded him, staring at the untouched sandwich she had bought him in a cafe nearby. He looked pale, lost in thought, not entirely there and it worried Mikasa. She knew this trial wouldn't be good for him but she hadn't expected this bad of a response. Not that she was expecting to hear that Levi had done this before. Taken someone. Someone who had died. She was relieved that Eren hadn't suffered the same fate. She sighed when her brother didn't respond, taking a sip of her own coffee as she tried to figure out what to do.

"It's almost time to go back. You don't have to if you don't want to." Mikasa offered, checking the time on her phone. Eren had already spoken and Mikasa doubted anyone would mind if he were to leave before hearing the verdict after what had happened. She stood, asking for the sandwich to go and tapped Eren's shoulder.

"We're leaving. Let's go home." She said as he stood, keeping her hand on his shoulder as a form of reassurance as she led him out of the cafe. Eren just stared at his feet as he walked, almost as if he needed to focus on them to make them move. He just couldn't understand, his thoughts were everywhere and he couldn't focus them. He needed a distraction and almost as if the gods had willed it a distraction came.

"Hey if it isn't the kiddo!" Distraction in the form of Ymir, someone that Mikasa still hadn't met.

"Did you just call my brother kiddo? Do you know him? Eren?" Mikasa turned to her brother with questions swimming in her eyes, confused as hell.

"Ymir! Don't run off ahead!" A blonde angel chasing after the tall brunette, stopping beside her and catching her breath. "You know I can't run in heels." She panted before looking up in surprise.

"Oh Eren! You never called me! I thought you had lost the number." Historia crossed her arms as she stared at Eren.

"Sorry." It was the first words Mikasa had heard from Eren since the trial.

"Don't be sorry! Remember to call me! I wanted to talk more about what happened. I'll even give you a discount." Historia joked, not yet noticing how even more confused Mikasa was now.

"Excuse me. Who are you?" Mikasa finally got a word in, trying to figure out how, where and when Eren had met these two strange girls.

"I'm Ymir and this is my girlfriend Historia. We're Eren's friends. Who are you?"

"His sister and he's never mentioned you." Mikasa answered bluntly, the question of how and when still flowing through her mind. But Eren let out a sigh, all heads turning to him.

"Mikasa, this is Ymir. I met her at a strip club. This is her girlfriend Historia, she's a therapist or something like that." Eren explained, figuring he might as well be the one to explain as the link between the three. But Mikasa looked even more confused now.

"A… strip club? Eren what were you doing at a strip club?" She asked carefully, staring at Eren.

"It's nothing Mikasa, was just lost in thought one night. What are you guys doing here?" Eren brushed the question off quickly, turning back to Ymir and Historia.

"Historia here got a job. But don't worry she can still handle you too kiddo!" Ymir explained, throwing her arm around Historia with a smile. "That is if you ever get around to calling her and setting something up."

"Ymir don't force him. I have a feeling this patient will be a handful." Historia replied, smiling at Eren "But I would still like to talk to you."

"Will do. You should get going now if you need to meet with your new patient." Eren reminded the two girls, also reminding himself to call her later, knowing that if the look Mikasa was giving him was anything to go by then she wanted him to meet with Historia as well. With that said the two girls bid their farewell, waving as they kept walking. Mikasa turned to Eren with a raised eyebrow.

"Since when did you have friends I don't know of?" She half joked, still curious about the two girls who seemed at least decently friendly.

Historia POV

Historia knew from the beginning that this job would be hard, just looking over the file scared her. This man obviously had a lot of issues but she was sure she could work through them. If not, well than what kind of therapist was she? She took a deep breath as she closed the folder she had been given. This would be a tough one, it seemed as if a lot of the issues were deep set in the man's mind from years ago. But Historia was determined to help the man she had been appointed to. She stood and walked over to the door leading out of the room she was in.

"You can send him in now." She told the man on the other side, watching him walk away she turned around again and sat down across from the other empty chair in the room as she waited, tapping her fingers against the folder. She looked up as the door was opened again, giving a smile as her newest patient was led in, escorted by two police officers. Historia stood, holding out her hand to the black haired man who walked in.

"Mr. Ackerman, it's nice to meet you. You guys can leave, I'd rather talk to Mr. Ackerman alone." Historia said, sitting down back in her chair when Levi took his place across from her. The officers looked wary but Historia shooed them away with the promise that this wouldn't take long. When the guards left Levi seemed to visibly relax in his chair. For the first time since he had entered he made eye contact with Historia, the icy stare sending shivers down her spine. This was someone on the very edge of saving, someone who had practically accepted his fate, a challenge.

Historia always liked a challenge and this would be the one of a lifetime.

"Mr. Ackerman, my name is Historia, I'm going to be your therapist until we are sure that you are sane."

"It's Levi." Levi grunted, finding this blonde's attitude too cheery for his liking. But Historia just snorted in laughter.

"Alright 'it's Levi'." She joked, responding in the same grunting tone as he had.

"You know what I meant." He glared in response, he wasn't sure if this blonde was trying to be funny or something but couldn't they get this over with? He had to get back to the apartment so he could find a way to contact Eren.

"Oh so you're one of those patients? Fine, let's get down to work. Do you mind filling out some forms? Just so I can see where you are. Don't lie on them either, I'll know." She reached into her bag, pulling out a few forms, simple stuff, just emotions and reactions to hypothetical scenarios. Historia was sure it wouldn't take long, what she was interested in was looking at how Levi reacted when he read the questions. Levi took the papers, glancing at them.

"You know I'm not suicidal or any shit like that right?" He asked after reading just the first page.

"It's standard stuff. Just fill it out truthfully." Historia responded with a shrug, leaning back in her chair as she waited and observed. A single thought pressed to the front of her mind, was this the Levi that Eren had mentioned? Was this the reason Eren was near the courthouse today? The idea seemed farfetched. She filed it into the back of her mind, something she could think about later.