I want her back (Levi Ackerman x reader)

Part three: And now you ain't around, baby, I can't think.

Suddenly she decides to stand up and before I can even react she faints, hitting her head on the edge of the nightstand. 

"Shit" I rush to her to see there's a slight blood stain on her forehead. "You really had to hit yourself that hard, didn't you?" I say to no one in particular.

Minutes later she's back on the bed, where I've laid her, and our doctor is checking her injury.

"Can you tell me, Levi, why did you exactly call me?" he asks, raising his eyebrows. "She's not our concern, she came here to steal".

I give him one of my typical cold stares. He looks at me for a second then immediately turns his head and doesn't say a word for rest of the time he's in my room.

When he leaves me alone with unconscious girl I once again drift into my mind and think about her. And to rationally evaluate the changes that this young woman on my bed is her. Every physical feature is indicating that it surely is her. But there are a few people on the world who look just like us, right? And her character is completely different. My girl was always smiling and she would never act like this one. She wasn't a criminal. She wasn't stealing for bad guys like Azazel. She did the same thing I still do – kill the bad people. I still remember how we were spending hours together checking if certain person is for sure villain. I was so impressed by her researching skill. Now, without her, it takes me days to make sure if I should kill this person or not.

"How are you doing this?" I ask, laughing. "Do you have some superpower which allows you to do research in minutes?"

"Yeah, you can say so" she answers, raising corners of her mouth. "It's called being woman" she winks at me.

"That means you can't teach me that. Damn" I can't take my eyes off her. In this moment she is so concentrated on the thing she's reading but I can't think about anything else but her. She looks so perfect. She slightly moves her lips as she's reading the article about alleged killer and I dream about kissing her right now.

"Screw it" I whisper and, without wasting more time, I cup her head in my hands and press my lips against her. I can feel her taking a deep breath before she starts to kiss me back. Her hands are slowly brushing my hair and I know I wouldn't trade this moment for nothing else.

"I want her back" I whisper, leaning back on my chair. My eyes drift from the door to girl on my bed and I start to analyze her again. What if- No. I don't need fake hope which is going to be crushed very soon.

Without even knowing when I drift away to sleep.

When I open my eyes first thing I see is the little theft-girl standing in front of me and looking at me with recognition in her eyes.

"Levi?" she asks, breathing heavily.

Within a second I jump off my chair and place my hands on her shoulders.

"How do you know my name?" I ask, my voice is cracking.

"I-I don't know" she looks lost in her mind. "I think I know you. I can see some parts of memories with you but they're all mess. I'm not able to organize them" she looks at me hopelessly as if I'm the one who's got all the answers.

I take my hands off her and start to breath heavily. Is it possible that this girl standing right next to me is her? I tried not to get my hopes up but everything indicates that this is true.

But she's dead. Isn't she?

"Levi, you're going to drive this car. (Y/N), yours stands here" our boss shows her car standing meters from mine.

"Wait, I want us to be together" I oppose.

"No way, love-boy. She's driving this one, and you're driving this" he answers and before I can say anything else, gets inside the machine and lights up his cigarette.

"It's going to be okay, Levi" she shows me one of her assuring smiles.

It wasn't okay.

The next thing I remember is coming back from mission, happy that nothing happened. But then, on our way, some black cars appeared and started to ride into my girls direction. I don't remember half of the events that happened. I can only recall the moment I saw her car on fire. I started to run into the fire, I knew she was the only one who was left in the car. But my boss' people held me back and injected some drugs into my blood, knowing there was no other way to stop me.

The last memory of this day is me waking up on the backseat of our car and hearing loud explosion. I already knew what that meant.

A few weeks later out boss got killed by some bad guys and I took his position. I was contemplating whether I should leave this profession and move on with my life but decided not to. I wanted to keep doing what me a (Y/N) were dreaming about – cleaning this world from bad people.

"Levi?" she tapps my shoulder. She's probably said my name multiple times but I was way too deep in my thoughts.

"Yes?" I shake my head, to get rid of dizziness.

"I think I remember my name" she gives me a slight smile which looks exactly like hers smile. "It's (Y/N)"