The Ereri Project!

Grandfather

Petra, over the years, has become quite the seasoned traveler.

She's been to every continent and just about every major country. She's met thousands of people and knows dozens of languages.

When she's in her hometown again she usually has a stack of letters in her PO box from all the friends she's made.

She learned how to fly a plane, was a scuba instructor one summer, taught English in Africa for a year, among dozens of other achievements.

Levi and Eren were incredibly proud of the girl they raised.

They were surprised when she came to them three months before her thirtieth birthday.

"Can I move back in with you guys?"

They both stared at her. "Well, sure sweetheart," Eren replies. "But why would you want to?"

Her shoulders slump and, despite being a full grown adult, Levi is distinctly reminded of her as a teenager. "I really don't like disappointing you guys," she mutters.

Levi rolls his eyes. "You have not once, in your entire life, ever disappointed us. How could possibly start?"

She looks up at him, frowning slightly with cryptic eyes. "This might do it, actually."

Eren smiles softly at her. "You can tell us."

She takes a deep breath and fiddles with her fingernails. "I'm pregnant," she says.

The silence makes her nervous so she looks back up at her parents. Their shocked faces are leaning more toward excited than angry so she releases some tension with relief. "Seriously?" Eren asks.

When she nods, she surprised at the pure joy in Levi's grin. "Why in the world would you think we'd be disappointed about that?" he asks, getting up to hug her.

"Because I'm gonna be a single mother," she replies. "You and Papa always expected me to get married one day and I-"

"We want you to do whatever will make you happy, sweetheart," Eren says. "If you don't wanna get married, you don't have to. If you wanna raise a baby on your own, you can do that."

"That kinda why I wanted to move back in," she says. "I have no idea how to raise a child."

"Yes!" Levi shouts. "We get to help raise our grandkid!"

He and Eren high-five and Petra makes a face at him. "What's that about?"

Eren grins. "Hanji always said she expected you to give up your citizenship and live in Florence or Amsterdam for the rest of your life. Thus, if you had kids Levi and I would never get to see them."

Petra frowns. "As if I'd keep my kids from you, you two were great parents."

Levi gets up again. "I'm gonna go call Erwin!"

Eren grins at him as he practically runs upstairs. "Do you know who the father is?" he asks Petra quietly.

She looks down at her lap. "Yes, but I'd really rather not get him involved."

"That blonde and ridiculously beautiful photographer you met in Berlin?"

Petra's cheeks flush and she nods. "He was so pretty."

"You're gonna have a gorgeous kid."

She giggles as Levi walks back downstairs with his cellphone. "What'd I miss?" he asks, scrolling through his contacts.

"Nothing, Dad," she replies.

Levi puts his phone up to his ear as he sit back down beside Eren. "Hey, Erwin?"

There's a pause before a grin breaks across his face again and tears leak out of his eyes.

"I'm gonna be a grandfather!"