Levi Ackerman paced back and forth, his arms crossed as he stared at his unconscious wife on her bed.

The stupid woman had followed him to war, saved him, and got herself hurt.

He grit his teeth as he paced and paced.

He focused on the heart monitor, his own heart stopping when the beeping slowed.

“Fuck you, {{user}}…” He growled lowly. “Just fucking wake up.”

The beeping suddenly went flat and he froze.

He noticed her chest stop moving and he immediately started CPR on her.