Blue and White - Levi Fanfiction

Ch. 55 - With Love, Amaya

This was not my fight, and I was not going, but that did not mean that my heart did not long to follow after those I have been fighting with for years now. In fact, it was practically screaming at me, pleading with me to put my gear on and join them, to catch up now while I had the chance.

But as it was, I could not go.

Those talented veterans - my friends - aside, there were so many young scouts as going, which is likely where my desire to go despite the personal danger stemmed from.

Were they well-versed in fighting? Yes, assuredly so, after everything they had been through, but a few battles were nothing in the face of years and years of fighting that the more seasoned soldiers had gone through. Formal training was not enough, not in the slightest. If I couldn't be there, I hoped that they were completely prepared for what might happen today and across the next few days during the mission.

But that was all I could do: hope.

"Amaya," Reyes called, and I finally tore my eyes from the horizon line to look at him. I suddenly flushed, embarrassed he'd had to come find me, but schooled my expression into one of nonchalance.

"I'm sorry," I said honestly. "I forgot you were waiting for me."

"Don't worry about it," he said, coming to a stop next to me. "It's a nice evening, one perfect for sitting out like this. But I won't lie to you, I rushed here from my home. I'd have hoped to meet your husband before he ran off to battle."

I let out a breath of a laugh, looking back towards the sky. Here, standing atop the wall of Trost, we were able to look out onto the lands of Wall Maria, now lost to Titans. Large forests, long stretches of farmland, and countless villages, homes, and small towns - all crushed, all trampled, and all stolen from us by those who wanted us dead.

If all went well, we would take it back. But of course... I had no hand in it.

Now that the sun was dipping beneath the horizon, it was getting darker, and at the same time, a distinct chill was creeping ever closer. "And why is that? Did El give you a list of questions to ask any potential suitors of mine before he died?"

Reyes smiled, taking a deep breath in as he considered it. "He didn't," he answered, "but I have my own. I'm sure they're one and the same."

"There will be plenty of time to interrogate him," I said slowly. "Once they're back, of course."

Reyes then frowned, looking at me directly. His tanned skin, stretched across features taut by malnourishment from serving underground no matter how well-fed he was, reflected the light of the setting sun in a pretty way, but his dark eyes were intense, incredibly so.

"You seem so sure they'll come back."

"That's right," I said. "I am. And that's simply because I know they will."

"But..."

"Believing anything else is useless," I told him surely. "I refuse to lose hope. You haven't met my husband yet, nor many of the scouts, but I assure you, you'll understand what I mean once you do. Fighting for what we do, with the support we have, and the equipment, and the funding... We rely on hope. That doesn't change for me now, even if I'm not there. As a matter of fact, I have to rely on it more than usual."

"I hope you're right," he said. "You know more about this than I do, certainly, though I'm hesitant to admit that I don't know much about anything that has been going on lately. I only just reassigned, you see, and found myself learning about the coup, about humans who can turn into Titans, and serums to help turn people into them, among many other things. But... I want to know. I want to understand, and not just about what's been going on, but about you and what you've been up to. You're a hero, I hear."