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Hidden: Chapter 15

Chapter 15: Always and Forever

(Eve)

Eve or Natasha was staring at the amber liquid drink in her mug. She had been into deep sorrow of heartbreak. Ever since he left, she hasn’t left the room. Today, it was my first time being out of the room since that day. Natasha couldn’t tell what day it was. To her, it felt like years had passed by. Maybe this was for the best. They both are generations apart. She’s from the future and Eren is from here. What business does she have here anyways? The grey eyed woman should focus on trying to get back her timeline before encountering her grandmother or grandfather. Shit, if grandpa Levi finds out, she’ll get a beating in their spars.

Eve took a sipped from her mug. She sighed then pulled out some change to pay the ale. The Ackerman from the future couldn’t enjoy her beer. Once she paid, the woman started to walk away to who knows where.

Her life before ending up in the past was basically what the life of an New Yorker heiress was. There were parties, going to the best prestigious private schools, and of course any high class social events. It was every debutante’s dream. She never liked it but it was her medicine in dealing with her ill grandmother and her PTSD.

Natasha remembered that tragic day when she lost her mother and baby brother. Her father had died a year before their death. He was an assassin like their ancestors were before. When she was a little girl, Eve had wanted to follow her father’s footsteps including her grandfather’s, but they never allowed. It had frustrated her. Both her grandparents had told her to just be a normal girl with careless dreams and living life to the fullest. Whenever she had visited Paradis during her vacations, there were many arguments between her and grandpa Levi and grandma Historia. They see things way differently than her. At first, she doesn’t get why they are preventing her from choosing the path she wanted to take.

The last time she saw them, a huge fight had led their relationship delicately.

(Flashback)

It was a normal evening in the palace. She was spending time with her grandparents and her aunts and uncle along with her younger cousins. Everyone was enjoying their meal. Usually the kitchen staff cooked their meals, but tonight her grandmother Queen Historia decided to cook. At one time, the staff gave up in preventing her grandmother from doing anything, especially cooking.

“Natasha, I’m so happy that you decided to make time to visit us from your studies at the University.” Her grandmother, Historia began to speak.

The young woman glanced up at her grandmother. Queen Historia was in her late 50’s about to reach her 60’s soon. Her grandma still has her angelic beauty that she was known for as her age hasn’t ruined her beauty. Her blonde hair shined with some silver strands but she was still a goddess, well in the eye’s of the public.

“Well, I need to be away from the city life in NYC for a while.” The American sipped her wine. She heard a familiar scoff from the head of the table on the right. Her grandfather, the once famous Captain Levi Ackerman of the Survey Corps and Assassin Master of the Brotherhood Paradis stared at her. Natasha frowned then set her glass of wine with a bit of force.

“Ok, what now, grandpa?” Her tone sounded annoyed from her own grandfather’s attitude.

“I’m not stupid for the real reason you decide to come to visit all of the sudden.” Levi glared at her oldest granddaughter. Oh great, here we go again. The college student rolled her eyes at him since she knows where this is going.

“Praise tell oh dear grandfather.” Her sarcastic tone was showing. Now, the rest of the family groaned as they knew there would be a fight between Levi and Natasha.

Historia sighed but continued sipping her wine. Levi was now in his 70s. His face had aged well even though he had scars on his face during the war.His once raven hair was now grey. No matter how he looked, Historia had and always will love her husband. They both had gone through so much that their bond was too solid to be broken. There were times in their marriage, both older couples did unthinkable things that would have caused their relationship to end. But their love story will be known for centuries.

“You came here not because of your studies. Instead, you’re here from another scandal you decided to get away from. You can lie to us, but your grandmother and I know what happened in New York.” Levi said in a stern tone which the atmosphere became heavy.

Before Natasha could say anything, her uncle interrupted the conversation.

“Dad, I don’t think it’s the best time right now. The children are here.” her uncle reminded Levi that the younger kids are here listening to this argument. Natasha adores her uncle since he was the most understanding out of his siblings. Her aunts are a bit too modesty. They always reminded her to be ladylike with modest manners. Do her wrong she loved all her family, but they always find something that’s not up to their standards. It just drives her so insane. The only reason she is still visiting them because they are the only thing close to her father, Atticus Ackerman the eldest child of her grandparents.

It’s not her fault that she was raised in a society that you can express freely to be who you are. But in her case, she can be a bit too wild even her grandma Virginia Stark nee Potts aka Pepper, the CEO of Stark Industries. In a way, her nana had once told her she was just like her grandfather, the late Tony Stark who she had never got to meet. What she learned about him. He was wild, eccentric, very intelligent that he had the tendencies of hacking into governments top projects to benefit his cases when he gets into trouble or just cause. After all, her being a smart mouth had always ended up into an argument with Levi as he’s the type not taking anyone’s bullshit even hers.

“Tch. We’ll have to cut this family dinner short. Natasha, you will meet me and your grandmother in my office in 10 minutes.” He said as his chair was pushed back to get up. He glanced at his wife who nodded at him and got up too. They walked out of the dining room. Now only her uncle, aunts, cousins were still here.

“Tsk tsk niece. If you would have acted a lady not a hussy-” Aunt Frieda Ackerman said. Uncle Erwin hissed at his older sister. “Frieda that’s enough! What’s got into?”

Frieda scoffed then got up and called her son who’s 10 years old to follow her. The little blonde child obediently goes after his mother. Meanwhile Natasha was looking at her meal from trying not to lose control and snapped at her auntie. Her other aunt had been too quiet. The good thing, she’s not too bad compared to her Aunt Frieda. Aunt Krista finally broke her silence.

“Sweetheart, she doesn’t mean that. She’s just worried about you.” Her blonde aunt was always the peacekeeper in the family. Her hand was on her huge belly as she’s not that long to be due. Her husband, Aaron Arlert, one of brightest soldiers in his generation and the son of the late Commander Armin Arlert of the Survey Corps and Master Assassin; his wife former Marley’s Warrior and Assassin Master who died long ago too. Both of them had passed on due to the Titan’s curse. Her auntie is excited for her first child.

“Are you sure? She seems so convinced I’m ruining our family’s reputation again. She needs to stop being so bitter around everyone just because of her marriage problems.” Natasha mumbled. Both her uncle and aunt gave a disappointing look as it was uncalled for her to bring up Frieda’s marriage issue with some high class dickhead who happens to be a Marleyan. Natasha believes her estranged uncle is only using her aunt because she’s a princess, the next heir to the throne. By law, it was supposed to be Natasha as she’s the only surviving child of the late crowned Prince Atticus. Since the government officials had passed a law to prevent her from taking the throne after her grandmother either abdicated the throne or passed away.

To be honest, she doesn’t want the throne. If she chooses between the throne or being the next CEO of Stark Industries then she’ll prefer being the next CEO. If there was a third choice it’s neither. The Eldian-American wanted to find her own path. She doesn’t like her future being planned for her. She’s a free-spirited woman, but to certain relatives apparently she’s a rebel brat.

“Natasha.” He scolded at his niece. Natasha sighed and got up from her chair. “Goodnight by the way if I don’t get to see you for the rest of the night.” Before leaving she goes to hug her twin cousins from her uncle who are around 7 years old. Both boys hugged her back and said goodnight as she finally walked out of the family dinning room.

The brunette walked through silent hallways which in her opinion it gave her the creeps sometimes. Some halls have guards on duty. The heiress just ignores them since her grandparents are probably waiting for her to scold. Ugh! She’s passed 18 and yet; they treat her like some misbehaving kid. Whatever had happened on the video was not what it seems. The media loves to fuck her over since she’s a royal and a Stark. They enjoyed milking out every ‘scandal’ she has been in.

The grey eyed heiress made it to the doors of grandpa’s office. The old man had been retired for a long time after the war. Seriously, why can he find some hobby instead of getting up on her case. She grabbed the handles to open the doors. Her grandparents are already sitting down while sipping their cup of tea.

“Tch. Finally, you were taking your time to get here.” Levi said as he set his cup of tea on the coffee table.

She rolled her eyes at his comment then went to sit on the couch to glance at both older couples. Her eyes landed on the already cold cup of tea for her to drink. The heiress doesn’t mind since it’s basically drinking iced tea without sweetening or added flavor. She waited for them to speak while sipping the cup.

Historia took a glimpse at Levi then back to her granddaughter. “Sweetheart, we’re worried for you. This is not just any light scandal you have been in. This scandal involved you and some man being taped while having sex. Of all the things, this I can’t tolerate anymore of your wild party life. You forget you’re a royal and a member of the Ackerman clan.”

The younger Ackerman wanted to scream from the frustration she felt. That tape was not how they think it happened. She didn’t know the guy was filming her. It's a crime for what that asshole did, but of course they don’t understand. Her grandparents are from different generations with different perspectives than hers.

Don’t they understand how this made her feel? On that morning, she was watching tv at her apartment eating cereal when the headlines started to show. She felt sick and betrayed. How could he do this to her? The guy, Darren, is nice and charming. She thought he was different. Nope, her taste in men is like a pattern of bad karma. Natasha had texted him but didn’t respond. When she decided to go to his place, he was busy entertaining some friends. Oh the rage in her came out. She made everyone leave and once it was just her and him; there were arguments and some plates thrown at him. Low key she could have given an old Ackerman ass kicking, but that would lead to getting arrested.

After the drama, she didn’t come out of her apartment due to paparazzi and noisy people. Her poor grandmother was expecting her to visit. It was too much to the point her PTSD returned. Her psychiatrist suggested she go to the safest place for her. So she packed up to spend some time with her paternal grandparents and prayed they would listen and understand her what she was going through. Sadly, none of those didn’t happen. Her other grandmother doesn’t know yet. She made sure it keeps it that way. The heiress doesn’t want her nana to get distress since her cancer has returned and is becoming worse. Now, all she hears was their rants as she zoned out from all these events had happened.

“Natasha? Natasha? Are you even listening?” Historia tried to get her granddaughter’s attention.

“Oi, brat. Answer your grandmother.” He used his infamous authoritative tone. The college girl snapped and glanced at both of them.

“You know, only Uncle Erwin had asked me how I was feeling. He listened to what really happened and didn’t judge me. Both of you, had not once asked me how I am feeling since the scandal was broken. I was hoping my family would be a bit understanding and listen to me because I would never sink myself to that. All I got here was I should be ashamed of myself or take responsibility. And guess what, I had been feeling ashamed and disgusted because the whole world saw me exposed and it was without my consent. If this conservation will lead to more scolding and family’s reputation then I’m done here.” She gets up to roughly palace the cup on the saucer then walks to the doors to open. The heiress slammed the doors.

Fuck everything here. If she can go somewhere to be safe and herself, then it will help her not to lose insanity. Natasha didn’t feel her tears were falling. The heiress kept going until she was outside in the royal private garden. The distressed girl sat on the bench to let the tears become sobs.

“Mom...Dad..if you were still alive, would you believe me? Would you understand me when I need it the most? I’m just tired of everything. I missed you both…” The brown haired woman whispered as her eyes stared up at the stars.

Natasha loved to be in the garden whenever she’s alone. It’s helped her clear her thoughts and calm her emotions. Right, in front of her a mini section of lavenders. It was her 16th birthday present. Its scent was soothing and relaxing. They’re one of her favorite flowers along marigold and winter roses. While enjoying the stars and the flowers, her phone rang. She pulled out from her pocket jeans and answered.

“Hey Stella, what’s wrong?” her tone instantly changed to concerning.

On the phone a woman who’s one of her friends and coworkers for S.H.I.E.L.D. “Hey Natasha, I know you’re on vacation but you need to come back. The Time machine had not been working.” Stella said on the phone.

“Have you tried rebooting or shutting down the machine?” Natasha said, trying to figure out the solution.

“Yes, I did it a few times. Also, I add fuel before doing anything. I need it to have it running by tomorrow.” Stella said with anxiousness.

“Just send me the data on my phone and I’ll check it out what’s the problem. If it’s something too serious, I’ll fly back to the Headquarters to fix it.” Already, browsing her phone to check the data that was being sent to her.

On her mother’s side, she got the brains, but on her father’s side the physique of a fighter. Growing up without alive parents had made her determined to learn to be prepared to protect herself and any loved ones that matter to her. The heiress had joined S.H.I.E.L.D around after high school. At first, she was stubborn to be part of the next generation of the Avengers until Director Maria Hill gave her old videos of her late grandfather, Tony Stark aka Ironman.

Beside being named after one of the original members, Natasha Romanoff aka Black Widow, also gave her another reason to join. Both of them had made sacrifices to save the planet and the population. The least she could do was to honor them and not to let their death be in vain.

After searching up to find any problem that was causing the machine not working, Natasha sighed and called back Stella.

“Hey Stella, it’s a bigger problem than we thought. I’ll catch a flight asap. I’ll see you later then.” Once the call was over, the woman got up to go back to the palace to pack up to leave

By the time she got to her room packing up, a knock was heard. “Come in.” She said.

Historia opened the door to enter then closed it. “Natasha...we owed you an apology.” The queen noticed her granddaughter packing up her things.

“Are you planning to go back home already?” She was concerned.

“Yeah, there’s an emergency that needs me.” the heiress sounded vague.

“Oh dear, is Pepper getting worse?” Historia frowned from being worried for the older woman.

“No and thank god it’s not that emergency. I just need to go.” The truth was only nana knew about Natasha being part of the Avengers. If her Eldian grandparents were aware, they would become overprotective and prevent her from joining. It’s best this remains a secret plus she’s a grown woman who can make decisions.

“Honey, if your leaving became the argument earlier, we are sorry. Please don’t leave. We’ll hear your side of the story in the morning.” The blonde queen pleaded with her only granddaughter to stay. Historia had missed her. They may have differences, but her love for her is big as the rest of the family. Her fear was seeing her granddaughter going into a dark path.

Natasha sighed as she finished packing. “It’s not a fight, grandma.”

“Then what is it?” She said as trying to understand Natasha. She has become very mysterious and distant towards everyone except her only remaining son and her youngest daughter, Kuchel who is taking an internship in Hizuru for political foreign affairs as her major. To the rest, Natasha shuts them out.

“It’s just work. A colleague of mine called me and said that they found some documents but it’s in some ancient language they haven't seen.” The heiress said.

“Can they send it to you through your phone or laptop?” Historia said.

“No, they are old and ancient so they’re fragile. I will have to look at them closer and decode into English.” The young woman hated lying to her grandmother. If she told her the truth, more drama would erupt and right now; the young Ackerman wasn’t in the mood for another drama.

Of course, Historia felt her granddaughter was not being honest to her, but she will let it slide. Maybe after she comes back, they will talk about it.

“Alright then. Do you need the driver to take you to the airport?” Historia offered her help.

“Yeah that would be appreciative. Thank you, grandma.” The dark haired woman said.

After she left the palace, Natasha arrived at the International airport. The heiress got through security measurements until she finally entered her terminal where the plane awaits for passengers. She goes find her seat number. As Natasha Ackerman took her seat, a man who was already seated by the window had taken a glance at her. The heiress was minding her own business until she saw the man staring at her.

“May I help you?” She said annoyingly. If this is some under covered paparazzi, she’ll throw him out of the window.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to stare at you.” He went back to reading his book.

The brunette also went back to reading but she took another quick glance at the man which by the way, he was hot. He probably has long hair since it was tied into a bun only a few strands of hair sticks out from the forehead. The one thing that caught her attention was his emerald green eyes.

For hours the flight was boring. Not once has that hot guy haven’t started a conversation. She probably made a bad impression. She made a yawning sound since dawn is about to rise soon. The heiress can take a couple hours nap before the plane arrives at her destination. Her eyes slowly closed as she fell asleep. While in a deep sleep, her head slowly leans to lay on the hot stranger’s shoulder. A light deep chuckle was heard along a few words.

“Always and forever, Eve.” Natasha doesn’t know whether it was a dream or not. The way it sounds had made her feel safe and sound. It was the best two hour nap she ever had. When she woke up, almost everyone was gone including the hot guy. She was about to get up, but the woman saw a winter rose on her lap. The heiress picked it up and smelled the rose. This strange man was mysterious and smooth. Whoever was this guy, he made her day.

(End flashback)

Eve had looked back from the events that lead to now. The time machine that she helped to make it work had glitched which sent her to this era. Luckily, it was in Paradis, but it was the time where this side of the world was going through a huge change that caused a huge war. She remembered World History about Eldian history along with those affected. What’s worse is that she encountered and fell in love with one of the notorious historical figures, Eren Jaeger. The brunette let out a frustrating scream then kicked the poor little rock on the ground.

“Damn you, Eren. Why did you have to walk into my life?” She sighed. How long had she been here? Weeks? Months? It felt like years and Eve just missed home where she can cuddle up in her bed while eating coffee flavor ice cream with oreos while watching some cheesy romantic movies on Netflix.

She saw a group of people with green caped hoods. The Ackerman from the future quickly hides within the trees. The heir decided to climb up to hide better. As she was about to grab the branch close to her reach, it snapped which she fell from the tree. Eve closed her eyes to wait for the hard fall. Instead, she opened her eyes to see a very familiar green eyes.

“Eve, you should be careful. These woods are dangerous. What are you doing here by the way?” Eren said while carrying her in bridal style.

The heiress realized Eren had caught her from falling. This feels awkward and painful. His hurtful words were still fresh on her mind. She glared at him then scoffed.

“I don’t need to explain myself to you so I would appreciate it if you would put me down.” She said with a cold tone.

Eren wasn’t amused with her coldness towards him. After all, he did leave things on bad terms. “Did you follow me? Damn you woman. You just can’t take a hint of rejection.”

Oh no. He did not just say that. Natasha’s pride begins to boil with rage. That asshole has some nerves.

“Excuse me? Like hell, I would follow you! Seriously, are you this much of a dick? You know what. I’m just gonna leave.” She humped, then turned around to leave. Eren stopped her by grabbing her arm.

“Hey, wait. It’s best to come with us since you’ll get yourself lost here.” She glanced at him annoyingly.

“I can handle myself, thanks.” She said stubbornly.

“Eve, I’m serious. I don’t want you to be alone in the woods especially when we’re at war.” His tone had become a bit aggressive due to her stubbornness.

“Why do you care? You left me at the inn. You made it clear that all I was someone to warm up your bed.” Tears were threatening to come out, but she was holding in.

“I care enough for an innocent being in the crossfire when shit goes down.” Eren said.

“How fucking noble you are?” She said sarcastically.

Eren grunt from her attitude. Without saying much, he gripped her arm to drag her to where the Garrison and MPs soldiers were making campgrounds for the night.

“Hey, let go! Eren, where are you taking me?” She was trying to free herself from his strong grip.

“You ask too much.” He grumbled. They reached the campsite.

“Jaeger! Who do you have here?” One of the garrison soldiers shouted as they were spotted.

The heiress gave up the struggle as Eren took her. “Just a bratty acquaintance that I know back at Trost.” This made her scoffed at him.

“Oh hello there, dollface. I’m Rick. What’s your name?” Great. This random soldier is hitting on her. She was about to say something, but Eren beats to it.

“She doesn’t like being called a dollface.” Eren was getting irritated.

“But I don’t mind introducing myself. Hello there, I’m Eve. it’s nice to meet you.” Her tone became too flirty for Eren already glaring at her. She finally jerks her arm off from his grip.

Rick blushed from Eve’s bold gesture. “That’s a pretty name.”

Eve gave one of her man-eating smirk. “You don’t mind showing me around the campsite, soldier.” She wrapped her arms around the garrison soldier’s arm which he gladly led her to the campsite leaving a very moody Eren behind.

(Eren)

Oh the inner conflict he’s struggling with not grabbing Eve and claiming those addictive lips. This isn’t just a cute jealousy that he usually gets. This is the angry jealousy. Damn her, she definitely can get him under his skin. Eren closed his eyes as he took a deep breath to calm down.

“Don’t lose it. Fight.” He mumbled to himself.

Eren started walking. Connor stopped him. “What’s wrong? You look like a bobcat ready to attack.”

“It’s nothing. I just have a headache.” The titan shifter walked away. Connor glanced to see the strange girl talking to the fiery red hair soldier.

While Eren was walking to start making his tent, a cough sound was heard behind him. He turned around to see it was Commander Dok.

“Oh hello Commander Dok. Is there something you need to talk about?” Eren gave his attention to the Commander of the Military Police.

“Yes. Matter in fact, why did you bring a stranger to our secret campsite? We don’t know if the girl is a spy for the invaders. Her accent is not from here or even Marley. I know you want to redeem yourself for the betrayal and the atrocities you have caused in Marley. You’re making it difficult to have my complete trust in you and it’s not just me feeling this way. Commander Rico Brzenska of the Garrison branch also had her mistrust with you.” Niles said.

“Commander, I understand you and Brzenska are on edge, especially the templars that took over the island. Eve is not a spy I assure you. She probably followed me since we left on bad terms. She’s harmless. Both of you have nothing to worry about.” Eren took a glimpse at his ex who was still being too friendly with the other soldier.

Niles sighed and nodded. “She’s your responsibility if she does anything suspicious, Jaeger.”

Eren nodded in response. “Of course, sir.”

Niles walked away to let the titan shifter finish setting his tent. Again, the Eldian man took a sneak peak at the spunky woman. She was finally alone which it ease his agonizing heart. He knew this was his fault for leaving her after the promises he told her in their pillow talks. Eren felt the guilt for breaking her heart as the scene of her reaction when he told her off.

It’s like the Path pulled them together. He can try to distance himself from her, but in the end she will always be in his thoughts. When he met her, Eren was frustrated and distracted. His distraction became curiosity to finally get to know her. Eren quickly focused back on his tent as Eve glanced back at him. Both are stubborn when it comes to their relationship dynamics. He always was the strong, protective alpha hero while as for her; she was playful, fun, and loving. There was another side of Eve that he noticed in their weeks of being together.

The sky started to get a bit dark as the sun slowly set on the horizon. Rico Brzenska glanced at the new girl.

“You. Go be useful and bring firewood.” She ordered Eve which the heiress became annoyed but got up to go into the deeper woods.

“Jaeger, go make sure she does it.” Rico said to Eren who already started walking to follow Eve into the deep woods.

Eren kept walking on the thin path of the woods as it gets dense the further he’s away from the campsite. The woods looked lush green with trees and old huge trunks that laid on the ground for centuries covered in green plants and wildflowers. The moist made the temperature drop a bit cooler, but to the titan shifter it doesn’t bother him. He was getting irritated from not finding his girl- no, she’s not his...anymore.

“Where is she?” He whispered then a familiar purple skirt caught his attention. He turned to spotted Eve picking up a couple of sticks. Slowly, Eren walked towards her.

Eve was aware Eren was tailing after her. She gets up and pretends he doesn’t exist. It only took a few steps for the atmosphere to change between them. Eren felt his predator desiring his prey. All she was a manipulative, promiscuous, vixen. Eren may be the type to get mad easily, but with her it was another level. He remembered earlier the way she flirted with Richie or was it Ricky? He doesn’t care to know about the soldier’s name. Eren watched her pace speed up until she sprint into running. She had dropped the sticks to speed further. Eren ran after her. The adrenaline of chasing her made his bloodstream pump more.

Eren smirked when Eve trip but recovered from placing her hand on the tree. Her breathing was shallow from the running. He was already behind her pressing his chest on her back which she became stiff.

“I know what you were trying to do earlier with that soldier.” His voice became raspy. He can hear her heart beating faster. His warm breath tickling her ear and neck.

The heiress bit her lips from not letting out a single moan or sound. Oh god, he’s making it harder to hate him. Of course, she can’t hate him. He’s always known how to drive her crazy for him. How his sexy voice made her panties ruin. She let her eyes closed to continue listening to his godly husky tone.

“You have been pissing me off, baby. Trying to make me jealous huh?” A growl had escaped from his lips.

“Trying? I had no intention of making you jealous.” Eve finally speaks.

“Don’t play dumb with me, Eve. I know you. I gotta give it to you. You’re persistent. There’s one question that’s bothering me the most.” He said

“What would that be?” She said.

“Why didn’t the power of the Founding Titan work on you to erase your memories of me?” Eren had that question from the back of his mind since he caught her from falling from the tree.

Eve had stayed quiet again. She is trying so hard to not want to answer that question. It should affect her since she has Eldian blood in her. Unless, she is a descendant of the Ackerman clan like Mikasa and Captain Levi.

“I want you to be honest with you, Eve.” He tried to change his tone to softer for her. All she did was laugh like it was the funniest joke.

“Honest? You are a funny guy to be demanding me to be honest with you, Eren Jaeger.” Her grey eyes glared dangerously in a way that’s familiar to him again.

“Ever since I met you, you haven’t been honest with me either. You didn’t want to tell me of your plans whenever you claimed you had meetings to go. Recently, you have been pinning me on the tree because you got possessive of me. For a man who claims to have no feelings for me; this shouldn’t bother you whether who I flirt with.” Both lock their eyes in a staring contest.

“So if you want me to be honest then you fucking better stop with your bullshit of pushing and pulling my heart. I know you still love me and feel that desire just as much I feel for you. Eren, whatever this secret it is, I will share your burden. I love you so much that I don’t want you to feel alone in this secret plan you needed to do. Maybe, I can offer you another alternative if you need it.” Now, her tone became compassionate.

“There’s no alternative way if there were I would choose the best and safest one.” He said.

“How would you know that? Have you considered it?” She said.

“No, but trust me I know. I have the knowledge of truth. I saw how the future will become if I don’t do it.” He was getting frustrated. A part of him wants to tell her, but it’s too risky for anyone to know even for her. Eren doesn’t want anything terrible to happen to her. Just as she said, he loves her.

“Then tell me what did you see in the future? I want to understand you. Let me in, please.” Her hands are placed on his cheeks to gently caress them.

“I can’t. Please, understand that. I want to protect you and our people. It’s better than my brother’s method on saving Eldians.” He scoffed at the idea that Zeke had to save the Eldians.

“What was your brother’s plan? Can you at least tell me that?” She was curious what his brother had in mind to save the Eldian race?

“He wanted to sterilize all Eldians in order to stop the curse by dying out slowly and peacefully.” He explained.

“That’s an indirect genocide.” She was a bit distrubed.

“We don’t deserve to die out so in a way I betray my brother by doing this. That’s the future I want to see where Eldians are free from the curse and are at peace to live and enjoy this world that’s our birthright.” He said.

“No, we don’t. Nobody deserves to be annihilated as well…” She whispered. This caught his attention. Does she….had she figured it out what’s his plan?” His green eyes glared at her.

“You knew it. How did you figure out my plan? Eve, you have been mysterious since we met. So tell me, who are you for real? Is Eve even your real name?” His tone was skeptical.

“I...Eren, if I told you, you might think I’m crazy or making shit up.” Her eyes looked afraid but not because of him.

“I don’t think whatever you’ll say will top for the crazy shit I have seen through the Path, but you can try to humor me.” Eren still giving a pinning stare.

“First of all, Eve is my name. Well, my middle name. I’m Natasha Eve Ackerman-Stark. I’m the granddaughter of Queen Historia Ackerman nee Reiss and King Consort Levi Ackerman. Basically, I’m from the future.” Natasha waits nervously for his reaction.

Eren blinked at first taking in this information. He doesn’t know what to say. It kind of made all sense how she had strengthened, sharp aiming skills. Now that he observed better, she got Levi’s colored eyes but her eye shape could be more on her mother's side. He would have not believed her if he hadn’t seen her Ackerman traits that gave away. That also makes sense in why she was immune to the Founding Titan power. He can’t believe she’s from the future. What actually happened? Did his plan work? Are we free? These questions were taking over his thoughts.

“Eren...please say something.” Natasha whispered in worry.

“I’m just taking all in from what you just said. So their baby survived? Wow, if Levi finds out I slept with his granddaughter; I don’t think he’ll let me live.” He chuckled at that thought. The heiress grumbled at that thought.

“Yeah well, he got no saying about my love life.” her tone sounded resentment.

“Do you have a good relationship with Levi?” He was curious.

“Not really. I don’t have a good relationship with them. Our mindsets are a bit different.” She doesn’t want to talk about her issues with her grandparents yet.

“I’m sorry to hear that.” He said. “So what happened or is that against the rules when you traveled to the past?”

“We are still cursed but with good foreign relations with the rest of the world, the United Nations are now involved in managing to make sure who gets to inherit the nine titans so any babies with the blood of Subject Of Ymir won’t inherit when they are born. There’s still discrimination but segregation like in Marley had become illegal including every nation since a special law was passed to protect ever Eldians.” She explained.

“Ah I see. So what happened to me?” If he somehow tried to wipe out the rest of the world except Eldians then there’s a chance he would not live.

“What the history books say, you were executed for treason to the military and to my grandmother as she represents the nation of Paradis, but I heard rumors that they fake it to please the other nations as their agreement for the treaty Paradis have with the rest of the world. You were known as a war criminal and anti- humanity to everyone who studied history. Some say you are still alive and locked away in the deep deep grounds in a secret lab being studied like a labrat until the curse kills you.” Eren grunted. In the end no one was free. They were still cursed and he probably was a slave to be a test subject for titan science.

“That doesn’t sound right. I should be dead either way since I have a few years left.” Eren said.

“I wish it was true the rumor so when I do go back my time, I can free you.” her tone sounded sad. She thought what the future Eren will be like? Is he cold? How do they treat him? But like he said, he’ll be gone way before her existence.

It’s best to just appreciate he is here and ok. She grabs his hand to press her palm to his. Eren looked down curiously at her. He let her do whatever she tended to do with his hand.

“I’ll be dead so you don’t have to worry about freeing me.” He whispered. Eren pulled her gently to have their bodies pressed against each other.

“When are you going back to your time?” He continues.

“Um, I don’t know...the thing is I came here accidentally. I was helping a colleague with a time machine, the facility I worked at. So, I’m stuck until I figure out how to get back home.” She doesn’t want to leave even without him.

“You know, I never planned to fall for you, Eren Jaeger. You are nothing like what history has taught us. You’re much more humane than most people my nana used to deal with as a CEO.” Her arms wrap around his neck which his hands place on her hips.

“Same, you have been a distraction to my plan. In a way, history has changed because of you. The world better be thanking you for that.” He said jokingly. Eren kissed her forehead affectionately. “Eve or I should call you Natasha?”

“To be safe, let’s stick to Eve.” She said.

“Alright, but I want to say I’m sorry. I’m sorry for hurting you. I don’t mean to say these words at the inn. I thought it was best for you to hate me so you don’t get closer to me when I did plan on going through eradicating the population except Eldians. WHen I realized that I have fallen for you, I got scared thinking of losing you. I did the same with Armin and Mikasa. Armin forgave me but Mikasa; I don’t think she will ever.” Eren confessed.

“Eren, I forgive you. I felt relieved you still feel the same way about me as I do to you. Don’t give up on Mikasa, a person who has cared about you for a long time will not easily hold a grudge against you. Just give her time, but don’t be scared to tell how sorry you are and as for her forgiveness.” She punched his arm which he rubbed his arm.

“Hey what was that.” He pouted.

“That’s for you being an idiot in believing all the people who cared about you will hate you easily for planning an apocalyptic disaster. I know you said there’s no other way, but can you try to consider it? I don’t want to lose my other family. I know they didn’t do anything wrong. Some didn't deserve it.” Eren sighed. If the outcome hasn’t happened as he hoped for then maybe he’ll consider it.

“The only thing I want to know is how will the curse be broken?” Eren wants to be cursed to be destroyed to free their people from being hated and feared by the rest of the world. That's one of his big concerns.

“We’ll figure it out together. Plus, I have a talent for finding very hidden documents. So we’ll make sure our people will not have to worry about it.” She assured him and gave one of her warmth smiles.

“Jaeger! Eve! Where are you?” A familiar voice was heard by those two. Eren pulled Eve to hide behind a very wide tree as they saw Ricky or whatever his name was. Now Eren’s mood had shifted to annoyance.

“Seriously, why does he have to come? He’s probably volunteering to be close to you.” He grumbled. Eve blushed embarrassingly. Yeah, she does have flaws to pissed off people or make them jealous. She felt guilty for making him feel that way, She was so hurt that she wanted to see him be hurt too.

Eren noticed her face blushed which made his annoyance become irritated. He possessively wraps his arm around her waist to hold her closer to him. Once the garrison soldier gives up and goes back to the campsite, both are alone again. This time Eren turned her to face him. She was about to speak when his lips crashed against hers. The fiery feeling spread all over her body. She moaned how passionate and deep his kiss had become. Her fingers move up to his long hair to run through it. Low key, seeing Eren this jealous made her belly flutter. The way his green eyes become intense and darken; it’s just too irresistible for her. Eren pushed her against the tree to pin her again. The pleasure consuming both as the lusting feeling drunkenly blinded them.

Eve was her own person that Eren knows, but he’s possessive. He wanted to leave his markings on her so others would back off. Their dynamic is like those impulsiveness couples that are addictive and passionate with each other. He loved how her body responded to his touches. It’s like only he has the power to make her tremble and beg for more. The same vice versa as how Eve acts towards him. In a way they are both similar. They made be in the woods but that won’t stop to go further. Their bodies already yearn for each other. His hands had unbuttoned her blouse to run his tongue all over her exposing breasts.

Soft moans were coming from her own lips. She was panting loud and heavy. It made Eren’s prides swell from seeing her looking like a hot mess. His hand goes under her purple skirt to feel how soaking wet her panties are. His lips hovered to her ear.

“My dollface is so wet for me. Isn’t that right, baby? Come on, speak.” He said huskily.

“Mmmm I-I...Eren.” She struggled to form a sentence. He chuckled how lost she is from his touch. His finger slides her panties down as one of her legs is removed so only her panties dangle on the other leg.

“Come on, babe, answer my question.” He teased her. Eren resumed attending her nipples with his mouth which Eve let out a squeal.

“Fuck...Eren I-I a-am w-wet for y-you.” Finally she completed her phrase.

“Good girl. Remember I’m the only one who can make you wet.” He continued whispering to her. All she could feel was his fingers inside her deep. She started to rock her hips grinding in and out of his fingers. Eren is amused at how eager she is for him. His finger was covered in her warm slick when he pulled out to see.

“Eren, I need you.” She began to make way to his pants from undoing it. He stopped her then pinned her hands over her head on the tree. “Why should I allow you to get what you want? You've been a bad girl earlier.”

“I’m sorry, I’ll be a good girl.” Eve biting her lips. She’s definitely a seductress. Eren’s manhood throbbing to be free in his pants. He grunts at being allured to her desire. He planned to just tease her to learn her lesson.

He subconsciously begins to unbutton his pants to pull down a bit low enough for his cock to be free. Eren hiked up her long skirt to have her leg lift to be placed on his hip while inserting his cock into her hole. The heiress tilted her head up to moan how good it feels to have him stretching her walls. He stared into her eyes as his hips began to thrust hard and deep. They feel the blissful sensation from being so intimated with each other. He kisses her neck as the woods are now dark but the moonlight shines on where they stand. To Eren, Eve looked like a goddess of the night seducing a man like him. He loved how the moonlight soaks into her skin that gives off a glow. He continues thrusting into her with a bit more roughness. He doesn’t want to speed up to make this mystical sight before him last longer. Her chocolate brown hair spread on the tree trunk. He listens to the echoes of her moanings and whimpers.

Yes, she is his. No matter the outcome; they always belong together. He’ll fight for that.

“You’re always mine. Even when we get separated, you’re mine. I love you always and forever.” He proclaimed.

“You’re always mine too. Just don’t ever pull that shit on me again. I love you always forever.” The titan shifter saw her tears fall and he kissed it from the guilt he felt how he treated her even if it was for her sake.

Eren sped up a bit more to increase the high of pleasure for both of them. “Ohh god ohh fuck Eren.” Her moaning became loud while he growls and groans. Finally, he let out a moan when he made a release inside her soon after Eve came as well. Both stopped to rest for a second then slowly Eren pulled out to clean his tip before tucking his cock back into his pants and button again.

Eve started to slide her panties back up then button up her blouse. She fixes her long skirt appropriately and her hair to look presentable.

“Oh shit, it’s dark and I’m gonna get yelled for not bringing sticks for the fire.” She forgot what was her main purpose being in the woods. “You can be such a distraction.”

Eren winked then grabbed her hand to lead her back to the campsite. “I’m not sorry. We’ll get some on our way back to the camp.”

Along their way back, both of them gather many sticks of wood to burn for the fire. By the time they got to their destination, Rico glared at the both of them.

“Well well, are you both done fucking like two animals during heat season? Next time, bring the woods when I order too. Seriously, you both have some weird kinks in being loud enough for anyone very close to hear.” Luckily, her voice wasn’t loud for anyone to hear her calling both couples out. Eren and Eve blushed embarrassingly from being scolded like misbehaving teenagers. After Rico finished scolding, she left them alone for them to place the wood close to the pit. Eren let Eve for her to put some wood into the fire to make it big to warm around the campsite. He walked to where Connor was resting against the log. “You look happy for once.” Connor glanced at him. Eren had a smile from the event that happened in the woods. “Yeah.”

“Good, don’t let her get away. I had a woman like her, but I was stupid enough to push her away. Don’t make the same mistake I did, kid.” The Assassin closed his eyes to resume his nap.

A/N: My fingers are hurting from typing so much lol. I’ll just leave it like this and let you think about how you guys like this chapter. I know guys wanted to see more of Levi’s ancestor journey. I will do that in the next chapter and add more of Historia too. Enjoy this chapter everyone and happy valentine’s day!!!! Thank you for the reviews and kudos! Also, I have been planning to add Avengers into the crossover. I am just waiting for the right time in the story.

#attack on titan #assassin's creed #aot #snk #fanfic #crossover #with #mcu #the avengers #Eren Jaeger #connor kenway #oc female #no rivahisu in this chapter #next chapter will be more rivahisu and reikasa

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Where You Lead: Here Comes The Son Pt. II

Summary: Henry assists Belle, Gideon and Alba pack up Wren's old office. While there, his aunt and uncle give him a big reality check.

This installment contains the prompted line that inspired this arc: ""For God's sake Henry, just admit you dropped the ball and pick it back up. Dad didn't admit it and he didn't talk to your father for years.", by @queen-of-the-merry-men.

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The Gold house would never not seem massive to Henry, no matter how many times he saw it. Growing up, it was like a castle. Neal told him that there were dragons lurking around the corner and he would sneak his wooden sword in, just in case they needed to fight. As he got older, it felt safe and warm, comforting. It was his home away from home, a place where he would always have a room. Wren had updated the nursery over the years, making it into a bedroom for a “proper young man” as he liked to say, so Henry could spend the night as often as he wanted. There were the Friday night dinners that decreased after college, but still never went out of style.

The house had so many memories and a huge part of him was so happy that no one else was going to live there.

Yet, another part of him couldn’t shake his argument with Mat.

After the dinner, he and Jacinda weren’t exactly on the best of terms either. Henry had told her about the argument and she wasn’t thrilled that he had decided to pick at it, especially when he promised to stay civil. They had waited so long for Mat to come back to them and now she was afraid that it was never going to happen.

When Mat skipped Wren’s funeral, Henry had been furious. The next time he saw him, it lead to a huge argument where Henry did most of the yelling and Mat just stood there, acting unbothered by it all. In the end, Mat went back to New York and barely spoke to either of them for the next 2 years. Sure, he’d see them at events, but it’d be awkward. He’d call his mother once every few months, never his father. Lucy, Xiomara and the rest of the family knew better than to talk about Mat in front of him, so he wasn’t sure how often they saw him outside of those, but he was sure it wasn’t very often.

Henry hated having this relationship with Mat and he did want it to change. He just didn’t think it was going to get anywhere without an apology, and especially not with Mat claiming that he didn’t know him. How could he put everything back on Henry? This wasn’t his fault. Wren hadn’t been the only one to see him, that couldn’t possibly true…could it?

Shaking it off, Henry rang the doorbell and was greeted by the housekeeper. He handed over the coat and took in the now mostly barren entry way. Belle, Alba, Gideon and their respective spouses had been packing up the house. She had officially purchased the vacation home on the Cape and planned to live there full time, visiting her family often of course, but it was time for her to discover herself in her second act of life now that Wren was gone.

Henry made his way to the study, that day’s mission. He said he would help, knowing it would be hard on them. That day, it would just be the twins and Belle, five people that really knew him best. He pushed open the door and found some folded up boxes, with Alba and Gideon sitting at the large oak desk, pouring over an old photo album.

Alba favored her mother. Blonde hair (Belle’s natural color) and blue eyes, with Belle’s nose and chin. Gideon, however, outside the lighter brown hair, was pretty much a mirror image of the Gold men. His eyes were hazel and when he smiled, you could see Wren. There were times it was hard to look at him since his grandfather past, seeing how much of him was in there. At the same time, it was such a blessing to have that piece of him left on Earth.

“Hey guys,” he said. “Not much packing?”

The two looked up. “We started but then came across these,” Alba explained. “Pretty much ancient, from back when Papa was a kid.”

Henry crouched down next to them, ignoring the pain in his knees as he did so. “Damn,” he mumbled. Sometimes it was weird seeing his grandfather as a kid, in the old, faded polaroids. “He looks a lot like you did when you were small, Gid.”

“Look at this one I found though, when he was a teenager,” Gideon said, holding it up. “Just like you did.”

He took it from his “uncle”, marveling at the similarities. From the hair, to the nose, even the bone structure. “Damn,” he whispered. “Well, no doubt we’re related.”

Belle’s voice traveled from the doorway. “He was truly a handsome man.”

Henry’s eyes drifted up and he gave her a sympathetic smile. “How ya doing, Belle?” He got up and walked over, kissing her cheek.

She shrugged her shoulders, her grey hair moving as she did so. “Best I can, sweetheart.” Belle patted his back. “Thanks for coming by.”

“No problem. You know Dad would’ve, but things at the inn are just so busy.”

“Oh, don’t sweat it. Besides, I think this is the perfect job for the four of us. We always cared more about the books and such.”

Henry nodded. “So, what’s first?”

“What we’ve done for each room. We’ll make keep boxes and then separate that per person in the family, then giveaway and toss.”

“Sounds like a plan to me.”

They got to work, making the boxes first before going through the office. Wren had retired from teaching 10 years prior to his death and Belle had already gone through all the important documents. All they had to go through were his books and other important items.

“I think his law books should go to Xiomara,” Gideon said. “She’s the only one of us that followed in his footsteps and became a lawyer.”

Henry grinned. “She’s like that.”

“I want his globe,” Alba picked it up, cradling it in her arms.

Her brother gave her a weird look. “What are you going to do with a globe? You’re a fashion designer.”

“I used to come into this office and sit on his lap, spinning it around and we’d plan trips I’d take when I was older.” Alba spun it a bit. “It’s how I planned my first backpacking trip through Europe.”

Belle put her hand on her daughter’s back. “I think he’d want you to have it, sweetheart.”

They were creating more boxes for keep, but luckily, they were going to family members and it wouldn’t be for Belle to have to bring with her to the smaller Cape home. As they were getting towards the end, Henry went to go take down the portrait of Wren and Neal on the wall from when the latter Cassidy-Gold man was in his pre-teens.

“Oh wait, keep that one up,” Belle stopped him. “Mat says he wanted that in the office.”

Henry frowned. “Okay.”

Belle tilted her head. “Do you not want him to have it?”

“It’s not that, I want my kids to keep whatever they want of Grandpa’s.” His step-grandmother and her kids looked at him expectedly, which made him sigh. “We had dinner with Mat the other night.”

Belle grinned. “Well that’s good news, isn’t it?”

“I guess, but Mat told us you were letting him buy the house and I just…I don’t get why he wants it.”

“It’ll stay in the family,” Alba pointed out.

“It doesn’t seem like he cared about that stuff before.”

“Trust me, he does, more than you realized.”

Henry’s brows furrowed. “Anyway, I brought that up, considering he skipped Grandpa’s funeral…”

Gideon groaned. “Henry, you didn’t.”

“Well, he did. And I still can’t believe all of you are just okay with it.”

“Would we have liked him there? Yes, but he had to work.”

“When family dies, especially the grandfather that helped pay for you to go to college, you show up.”

“Listen, we forgave him. It’s time you did too.”

“I want to. I do. I went to the dinner with every intention to. And then when we started talking about it…he started saying that Grandpa was the only person who knew him and that I didn’t understand. Which is complete insanity, right?”

Belle, Gideon and Alba fell silent. Henry looked between each of them, trying to read their faces. This wasn’t like them at all.

“I said…right?”

Alba sighed. “Come on, Henry…you can’t be this stupid.”

“Alba Collette!” Belle scolded.

She rolled her eyes. “I’m an adult.” She turned to her nephew. “Do you really want to tell me that you think you gave your kids equal amounts of attention growing up?”

Henry scoffed. “Of course I did.”

“Really?”

“Come on, Hen,” Gideon’s voice was a bit kinder. “You’re a smart guy, a Yale graduate for Christ’s sake. You can’t see that you and Jacinda focused more on Lucy and Xiomara growing up.”

Henry frowned, his stomach flip flopping a bit. It was one thing when Mat said it. He was angry, they were estranged. But Gideon and Alba told it like it was, they had witnessed everything. If they saw it…

No, it couldn’t be true. They had focused on all the kids. He didn’t have favorites. They weren’t like that. Those types of parents were Victoria Tremaine, they worked so hard to be anything but them, and they had succeeded.

Hadn’t they?

Henry looked over at his grandfather’s widow. “Belle?”

Belle looked anywhere but him. “I want to try to find your grandfather’s fountain pen. I have his engraved one, but…”

“Belle!”

She sighed, running her fingers through her hair, before her blue eyes met his hazel ones. “I think you had three kids, all the same age. That can’t have been easy. I also know that you did your best and anything you did; you didn’t do on purpose. I also think that Xiomara and Lucy were a lot easier to know how to handle, because they were more vocal, they got into more trouble and Mat was “easier” when he was little.”

“But?”

“There were a lot of times that Mat would come here for advice…because he felt left out.”

Henry’s frown increased. “That’s just impossible. Why didn’t you tell us?”

“People did try, Henry. Everyone did, but it was hard. Mat was so independent and he didn’t need you as much. So, I think naturally, he got left behind. And as a result, a lot of his attention…he got here.”

Henry dropped down into his grandfather’s desk hair, his mind spinning. He tried to think back to the triplets’ childhood. There were parts of it that were foggy. Some days all he could remember was singing “Twinkle Twinkle” on repeat so they would stop crying, others it was the fun day trips they took. As he thought harder, there were times that family members said Mat didn’t get talked as much as his sisters, but Henry hadn’t thought much of that. Mat was quieter, there wasn’t as much to report.

God, had he really been that stupid?

“But his attitude,” Henry tried to reason out loud. “He turned into…well…I don’t even know what.”

Alba threw her hands up in the air. “For God's sake Henry, just admit you dropped the ball and pick it back up. Dad didn't admit it and he didn't talk to your father for years. Is that really what you want to get out of all of this?”

“Of course not! I’m just trying to figure all of this out! For you, it’s been something you’re aware of for 27 years. For me, not so much.”

Belle put a hand up. “Okay, Alba I know you’re trying to help but you’re not. Henry’s right, he didn’t know. We can debate whether or not he should’ve later, but what’s important is, he does now.”

Alba sighed, perching herself on the desk, her purple top riding up a bit as she did. “You know more than anyone that college is a place to find yourself. For Mat, he was able to be his own person. He wasn’t one of the triplets or from a small town in Connecticut. He was just Mat. So…he developed. And yeah…that guy’s a bit full of himself…but it’s because outside a few people…no one else ever was.”

Henry stared down at his hands, tears in his eyes, feeling as though a million bricks had just fallen upon his head. How could he have made his own son feel like that? He had never wanted that for any of his kids. In his mind, he was always there for them. He and Jacinda had always said “Our door is open, we’re here for you.”

But how often had they actually opened their son’s and asked how he was doing?

“How am I supposed to fix this?” He mumbled. “It’s been 27 years.”

“That’s not impossible. You just have to show that you’re willing to put in the work and that there’s no magic fix,” Gideon pointed out. “Maybe talk to your own dad about it, ask how he felt about making up with Papa.”

Belle put a hand on Henry’s shoulder. “You’re lucky, Henry. You and your father never really had a huge falling out. The longest you ever went without talking was when you eloped behind his back and gave up the internship because of the triplets. That was a couple of weeks tops. Think about what you wanted most during that time from Neal.”

The tears were falling now and Henry couldn’t hold them back. “For him to just listen.”

“Then I think that’s where you have to start with Mat.”

#where you lead verse #glass believer #swanfire #papafire #rumbelle #henry mills #belle french #gideon gold #ouat #once upon a time

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