Experimenting With Miracles // ERERI

Chapter 14

Someone was in the room when he next became aware. Eren remained still, deciding to let whoever it was think he was still sleeping.

“Can’t believe they made me do this,” a familiar voice grumbled. Jean fumbled with something and then grunted, “Dumbass.” He seemed to linger for a moment, but then made for the door.

With that, the other male exited the room.

He waited a few minutes after the door had closed before he made his move. He was done waiting for answers. If no one would tell him anything more about Levi, then he was going to find out by going to his lover.

Eren peered around the room with one eye opened, pleased to find it empty. He sat up carefully, groaning quietly with effort. With a soft pat to his stomach, he moved to stand. Shivers ran through him as his foot met the cold floor and his blankets fell away. He hobbled for only a moment before he moved forward, legs still unsteady.

“Come on you weakling,” he muttered to himself, “this is nothing.”

It took him a second too long to realize he had already pushed the door open and was out in the hallway. He didn’t remember looking to make sure it was clear. Despite this, he began moving down the hall towards the main infirmary where he knew he would find his spouse. His legs shook with exertion, but he pushed past it.

Levi … he needed to see his spouse. He deserved to have someone there at his bedside in his time of need.

Eren’s vision slanted, making him stumble into the wall desperately to stay up. “No….” he cried weakly, “L-Levi needs me…” He peered forward again, taking a couple more shaky steps forward. The infirmary door was so close.. But then black spots invaded his vision and he knew no more.

A loud thump came from outside the room and immediately Hanji was alert. She went towards the door cautiously. “Moblit,” she hissed, “stay at his side, just in case.” They had already had one intruder after Eren; so if word had gotten out that Levi had been injured, what was to stop them from trying to go after him as well?

He nodded tersely, shifting himself into a ready position.

The brunette then opened the door carefully, peering out into the hallway for the source of the sound. Her brain froze momentarily as she took in her favorite cadet’s motionless form on the ground.

“Shit,” she growled. Two things hit her immediately - his head was bleeding and he was more front faced than side faced; neither of which meant anything good.

“Moblit! Get out here,” she shouted to her trusty assistant. She rolled Eren onto his back and looked for the source of his bleeding. A small laceration on his temple made itself known through the blood seeping from the wound. The amount of blood didn’t exactly alarm her as head wounds tended to bleed unnecessary amounts.

“E-Eren? What is he doing out here?” Moblit asked with surprise, kneeling down beside his superior.

Then her attention shifted to the more serious matter at hand. She placed a delicate palm on his stomach and let her eyes fall shut with concentration. “Come on baby…” she murmured, “just give me a sign that you're okay in there.”

If Eren had landed mostly on his front then there was the terrifying possibility that the force of impact had hurt the baby… possibly even killed it had the hit been hard enough.

She waited with baited breath, hand still on his protruding middle. “Come on,” she begged, “anything.. Please..”

Another minute passed and there was nothing and her heart sank. “No… please,” she called in a shaky tone, “we’ve gotten this f-far. Don’t give up now, little one.”