Historia spent the next 5 minutes explaining what exactly had transpired in his absence, while he made himself a hot milo. So far he found out the he was unconscious for 3 weeks, that he should be dead by all standards.

Eren also discovered that Jean had woken up a week before him and had agreed to attend a drug rehabilitation programme on the other side of the country, "and your saying that my friend Marco moved over with him", Historia confirmed with a nod, "huh? Hehe, sounds just like him actually. Marco is really an angel to everyone but he's always had a soft spot for Jean. He runs an online business so moving isn't a problem for him and have no significant over helps I guess. How do you onow this exactly?"

"Your girlfriend Mikasa told me." Eren spat about the hot beverage all over the floor in shock.

"Who told you that bullshit?"

"So your not together, how the hell not? She was at your bed side 24/7 for about three weeks how couldn't she be!"

Eren faced the ground blankly, "we aren't like that, she's my bestfriend is all."

"I can't help but sense your disappointment. She's single isn't she."

"It would be very, complicated."

"Then make it less complicated for me." Eren didn't know why he was answering, mabey it was the fact that he felt indebted to her for taking care of him in his comatose state.

"It's not so much that it's actualy that complicated.."

"Then what is it?" Eren faced the blonde nurse with a weak, almost drying flame in his eyes.

"Im a killer." Historia took a few seconds to process this new information. Surely someone who had a girl like Mikasa so utterly infatuated with them couldn't be such an awful human being.

"Elaborate please."

"I served in the Military for seven years. I have a kill count of 237. I don't know how many families I've destroyed but I have. I don't know how many fathers and mother I've taken away for innocent children.", Eren began sobbing, "I'm such a hypocrite, I put innocent children through the same pain I felt when I watched the life drain from my mothers eyes. I even killed my own step-brother for fuck sake.", he took three deep breaths to regain his composure, "a monster like me doesn't deserve happiness, but I crave it so badly and it makes it all even worse. 8 want happiness, I want Mika but I can't have either. I can't put Mika through that, I try shield he from all my shit so she can just be happy. There is no one more deserving of happiness than her."

"I can't say anything for certain but one thing is clear to me. You care deeply for Mikasa. You care so much that you would go through that hell all over, to see her smile again, even just once. I'm certain that you did it to protect her fr o m the dangers of the world. I can't justify your actions or motives, even if on a miniscule level I do, but you don't seem like a man who would kill innocent people for the fun of it. You feel remorse for your action and I'm sure your trying in your own way to atone.... I'm sorry, I can't even fathom what you must be feeling at the moment."

"It's alright and thank you. Not many people are brave enough to speak their minds..... perhaps happiness isn't a construct I should throw away." Eren was staring absent mindedly at the ceiling now.

Historia could sense it was the end of this particular avenue of conversation abd was raking her mind for another when Eren beat her to the punch, "did a short man with a black undercut see my, along with an auburn haired lady who should've been his girlfriend if not fiancee?"

"Yes l, Levi and Petra I belive how did you know."

"I've developed a sixth sense when it comes to Levis insults (inparticula the word brat) I'm like a bat with a sonar, so matter my physical condition, even if I'm under the knife for surgery, I somehow always rember when he insults me."

Eren and Historia exchanged stories for a while and their conversation went quite well. In one hour they had become much closer, between themselves they believed they had an almost sibling like bond.

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Mikasa had spent a long day sorting out the paper work for selling her house and grocery shopping. She had also been roped into walking an elderly couples dog. It was about 6 when she finally got home. She was on complete auto pilot that she failed to notice the other car on her drive way. Mikasa took out her keys and opened the door. Today had been a tiring day and it had an obscene amount of happiness, confusion and something that resembeled jealousy added to it. The thing that added all this emotions, or should she say two things, was Historia lying on top Eren clad only in a towel.

"Care too explain what going on?"

Mikasa sat on the couch with Historia and Eren at her feet on her knees. They told her Historia wanted to grab the remote off of Eren abd wack him with it because he was teasing her and he wouldn't give it to her so she tried taking it off of him and they slipped.

"Oh alright I don't even care anymore."

Mikasa briefly updated them on her day, after which Historia excused herself and left.

Mikasa turned to Eren, staring into his sole. She raised her had to his cheek gently and gave him a big ol bitch across the face.

"What the.... wait I deserve that."

Mikasa wrapped Eren in a tight hug and sobbed into his chest, all the while Eren was patting her head tenderly. Eventually Eren held Mikasa like a baby while he sang her a lullaby her father made up and would sing to her every night before bed. Eren lay her down in her bed and covered her in the blankets then sat next to her.

Mikasa looked up at Eren like a child who had lost her favourite toy and then had found it (mixed in with a ratio of 2:1 tears tears of sadness and happiness), "I'm so glad your alright."

"Frankly... so am I", Eren replied with a smirk, eliciting a small giggle from Mikasa.

"Your sense of humor survived I see."

Eren grinned further still. With his right hand he stroked Mikasa face and brushed her lower lip. Mikasa was greatful her room was quite dim as she did not want Eren seeing the violent shade of red pink she had turned.

Meanwhile Eren brain was working in overdrive, his brain could not comprehend what his body was doing and how it was doing it so naturally.

"Eren...?", Mikasa voice snapped him out of his internal strife and he retracted his hand and got up to leave.

Mikasa was disappointed at his action and before he could go to far feebly latched onto the rim of his towel, careful not to pull it off.

"Eren...can....you, you...stay with me...tonight?" Mikasa was crimson now.

"Sure Mika", her sudden request took Eren off guard and his cheeks were dusted pink, but he was able to answer coolly, as he climbed next her on her single bed.

"Oh and Eren."

"Hmmm?"

"Get some clothes on."