In the Past (Levi Ackerman x OC)

Chapter 17

A/N: So, this is probably going to be a really sucky chapter because I've been so busy with homework not to mention I'm trying to figure out what high school I'm going too. But I'm already working on the next chapter which will actually have an Alexandria and Levi moment that could push them in the right direction of becoming an item. I just ask that you stick with me.

Thank you to everyone that has voted and commented, it is very much appreciated and I just want everyone to know it doesn't go unrecognized.

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I woke up the next morning feeling vulnerable, Levi had learned something about me last night that I had no intention of telling anyone in the Survey Corps. He'd cracked my hard shell, and had me spill my guts to him about the one person I had loved more than anything, Lavelia. It was a dangerously touchy subject. One that I wasn't comfortable with him knowing about.

The stone-cold Corporal was the last person I wanted to have know about Lavelia, and more than anything, it irked me.

I knew nothing of him, except for the fact he was deemed Humanity's Strongest and was valuable to the Scouting Legion. Other than that, I was drawing a blank. I had absolutely no information on his past. The only thing I'd heard that was linked to him were two names; Isabel, and Farlan.

I didn't know who they were, or why their existence was important to Levi. But I needed to know. I had to find something out about him or else I was going to go mad.

I quickly pushed myself off the bed, reaching for my crutches in the process. My feet touched the cool flooring, and I forced myself up.

Hanji had said once before that Isabel and Farlan were old recruits of the Scouting Legion, which meant somewhere in this large building there rested a file with their names. A file that I needed to find.

The only way that I could think of gaining access to a room of sorts would be to work with someone of the higher ranking. Someone with a ranking like Hanji's that could easily get me access to the room, just in case someone were to question my reasons for being in such a bitter place. I couldn't help but imagine the files that must litter the room, holding their name, ranking, kills, assists, until finally, how they died. I wondered briefly if there were descriptions of how they died, whether they had disappeared during action, or had been torn apart by the gnashing jaws of a titan. It was something that I couldn't help but wonder, but overall, I knew that the only recognition the fallen soldiers were given was the harsh stamp with 'DECEASED' written across wood and imprinted in red wax.

I made my way towards the uniform that I'd discarded the night before and quickly put it on, the boots following straight after the buckles.

There was a slight ache in my leg from the healing wound, that I'd have to have re-dressed sometime today. It had only been a few days since the accident and I knew that within the next week my leg would be fully healed, a scar decorating the flesh. As long as it didn't get infected within that period of time of course.

I glanced around the room, noticing that though the slight rays of sunlight streamed in from the window, Mina was still asleep. Her soft snores spreading throughout the room. Her breathing was even and she didn't seem to be phased by the light seeping in from behind the glass.

It was almost five-thirty in the morning, that was for certain. I nervously glanced towards the top bunk, Mina was resting on her side, arms wrapped around her head pillow. The covers were covering her shoulders, and she looked undeniably cozy.

"Mina?" I called, waiting for her to stir.

I thought Mina had training and if she slept any longer she would be late.