CHAPTER FORTY: Far Away From Home

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If my jumbled memory served me correctly, Jean had been stationed with the Garrison's advance unit, which had just arrived back from a survey mission along the circumference of the wall.
"Yeah...but what's this I hear about you going suicidal solo?" He looked kind of shaken up, but I couldn't blame him. God only knew how many titans their squads had to face.

"Haven't you heard? It's my thing." I joked dryly, leaning forward to give his chest a pathetically light punch. Reiner kept his hand on mine, which was still resting on my shoulder, but he didn't turn to greet the copperette.
"Don't fuck around saying shit like that..." Bitterly, Jean sucked in his lower lip and looked out over the vast wasteland. "This is all too much for my brain...How the fuck did they get in?"

Huh..? Obviously through the hole...

"Didn't find the breach?" I questioned, though my mind was wandering as I followed his gaze. My heart was still hammering wildly in my chest, and I didn't see it regulating any time soon. My life had been so close to being cut short, but the scales; for whatever reason, tipped in my favour.

"...Did you even hear a word I just said..?" Jean tapped me on the arm, and I blinked out of my daze. "Just how hard did you hit that thick skull of yours?"
"Shut it, Jean...She's been through enough shit today..." Reiner let out a throaty growl, and it made me flinch a little. He had definitely been out of sorts since we had left Utgard, but it was kind of nice having him stick up for me.

"...Right...Well, I said that there was no hole...We checked every single inch of this damn thing..." Jean stomped on the wall beneath us. "...but there wasn't even a crack."

So that's why he looked so stressed out...

"How the hell..?" That information made my head throb even worse. "That makes no sense..." No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't figure out an answer. If there hadn't been an entry point, then how could there have been so many titans?

"Look, I gotta go talk to Hannes and the others, but," Jean thumbed over his shoulder before leaning in a little closer, lowering his voice so nobody else would have much of a chance of hearing him. "don't let your guard down, okay..?"

What the fuck do you mean by that..?

Perplexed beyond all reason, I just watched him stride off before a strong arm pulled me back. Reiner had climbed to his feet, and he rested his chin gently atop my injured, (H/C) head.
"It would really mean the world to me if you and a couple of the others would come home with us, (Y/N)..." He murmured, rubbing his thumb over the thin material of Levi's shirt, which I had no intention of returning.

He's so warm...I think I like this feeling...

"I'd love to visit with you...just as soon as I heal up, okay?" I wriggled a little so I could look up at him, feeling some of the heat he was sharing rise into my cheeks. That gave him the perfect chance to steal my breath away, and part of me blessed the rains down in Wall Maria for Bertholdt, who readily stepped in to block the view of us from the majority of the other soldiers.

I never imagined such rough lips to feel so tender and soothing, but there I was, growing dizzier with each second he held them against me. When we finally parted, he took a step back, smiling at me almost happily.

I can't shake the feeling that there's something hiding behind that...Is he worried about what his family might think or something..?

"We're heading to Trost! Remain on standby! We'll figure this pickle out!" Hange yelled out, her booming voice reaching every single one of us, and my heart sunk. I just wanted to go home and sleep; either in my own bed or curled next to something, or someone, warm. That would have to wait.

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