"Why Did It Have To Be Me?"

"Eren!" I screamed over and over again. "Eren! Eren! Eren!" I slammed my achy shoulder into the door repeatedly. My voice was horse as I continued to yell and throw myself around the back of the carriage. I only took a small break when I heard something crack in my shoulder and a thick wave of pain pushed through my shoulders and spine. "Eren.." I croaked out as best as I could. I started scratching at the door, nails being chipped and ripped to stubs as my Alpha was ripped harshly away from my pregnant Omega. It howled in dismay and moarning as we lost distance between Eren and myself. My eyesight started to get fuzzy as I ripped the curtain off the little window on the door. I blinked away dizziness and fatigue as I touched the glass with a bloody finger. "Thin..?" I whispered to myself. I furrowed my eyebrows at how stupid I was.  I sat up straighter and balled my first up in anticipation. I moved the the other side of the carriage and hurled my myself toward the window fist first. Sharp flashes of pain hit me as the glass cut and stabbed into my exposed flesh. I ignored the pain and worked quickly, wiping away large shards as I looped my arm down towards the door from the outside, trying to unlock the handle. After a few minutes, the carriage stopped and the door swung open while bringing my arm with it with a loud crack.

It had broke my shoulder. I pulled my arm away quickly and cradled it to my chest as I jumped out, successfully ducking behind the carriage and stabbing one of the horses in the flank, and ran the direction we came. Reiner, Bertholdt and Erwin yelled after me as their Horses, spooked with pain, ran full speed the other direction as I limp-ran to Erens scent.

It was strong and potent, with a dangerous feel to it. The smell made me gag and heave the closer I got. It was terrible, no mated Omega should smell like this. And certainly no Alpha should have to smell this. I was scared. So obviously scared to see what was happening to Eren,my mate, and my child. I ran, ran as fast as possible for an injured and weak alpha. "Eren!", I yelled, "ERENNN!". I started panting as I ran through the trees, Erens scent getting stronger and more impudent.

I stopped hard in my tracks as I saw a limp body with messy brown hair on the ground, next to huge footprints that ran the other direction. His smell was all around here, and a very strong smell of blood was coating his usually delicious one.

I slowly slid down the small hill, whispering out Erens name over and over. It was so painfully quiet, I could hear mosquitoes and the twitch of falling leaves. Time seemed to stop as I finally neared Eren. "Eren?" I whispered out.
I fell onto my hands and knees hovered over him. "Eren..?" I placed my hand on his shoulder and turned him around to face me. His eyes were dull and lifeless and looked out blankly.  I looked down at him, my mouth a tight line as I peered at the small dribble of blood coming out of his mouth and nose. The blood covering his thighs and behind only a glimpse of the puddle lying beneath him. 

I pulled his limp shoulders close to my face quickly and let out a sob. My eyes wide and full of tears as I hit into his mating mark. Inhaling through my nose at the dull scent that was left clinging to his body. I hugged his body tight as I was left feeling dangerously hollow.  My Alpha bowed in to mourn. He was dead, and it was all my fault. I could feel my world falling apart, darkness evading my vision as my Alpha went insane. All this until, the tiniest sound pieces the painful silence. My head snapped to the sound. There lay a pup, my eyes went wide. No, correction, my pup, I looked at Eren. Erens pup, our pup.  It lay on a messy misery bedding, with tiny drops of blood splattered around the head of the pup.

I looked at the giggling pup, his laugh sounding like little bells. Immediately bringing me out of my insanity.

I slowly lowered Eren down, brushing his messy bangs out of his face and placing a loving and pained kiss on his forehead, and then a passionate one on his lips one last time.

I stood up on shaky legs, and walked to our son. Where a note carved into the soil read out: " Take care of him, I-" where the end cut off in messy letters, signaling his last breath.

I bent down and scooped up my beautiful son, gently petting his wet baby hair. Eren had probably cleaned him too. My face hardened in grief and realization.

I can't carry them both.