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(Annie's POV)

I walked inside the nursery where Connie was being treated. I had to know what gotten into his mind to go out and get himself electrocuted.

I found him awake, being treated by a nurse. When she noticed me she walked out.

"Who... who brought me here?" He asked.

"Spider-Man did. He has a good heart, otherwise he wouldn't have brought you here. That's a thing I keep telling you all but no one listens."

"He... he did this to me..." he muttered

"You did this to yourself."

"Why... are you... s-siding... with him?" He asked

"Because he's not a danger to humanity, in fact he's saving people here. Enough of this. One you fully heal you're going back to the training camp. Now sit tight and relax." I said before leaving the room.

"Is it true?!" He asked out loud, stopping me dead in my tracks.

"What?"

"Is it true... that Spider-Man was... watching us in the meeting room?" I was breathless. Did someone tell him?

"Who told you that?"

"E-E... Ernst..."

No words escaped my mouth. I knew right then and there that Ernst is not a normal person. He knew and he didn't even bother to tell us. This guy is up to bigger schemes than I thought.

"How did he know?!" I asked Connie who was slowly getting sleepy from the painkillers.

"He didn't tell me, he... he said that we were... unarmed so... there was... no need to say a word."

I stayed silent as Connie spoke. I wasn't interested as to why he didn't tell us. I was interested in how he knew.

"Plus by the time we get our gear, Spider-Man..."

"Would have already been gone, I get it. Now relax and try to sleep."

"Since when... did you care... about Spider-Man?"

"Ever since he taught me the importance of life."

With that said I made my way out of the room. Outside the room I stumbled on Mikasa.

"What are you still doing here?" She asked.

"I was just about to leave." I answered.

"Go."

I walked past her and to my room where I readied my equipment and set out.

First I went to the evidence room where I would inspect the 'Evidece.' Also known as Yeager's smelly clothes.

I entered the evidence room and located the stash of clothes. I had my nose closed with a wooden clothes clipper. I took the evidence to a nearby table and set them up.

I analyzed the t-shirt he wore. It was torn to shreds. By a knife. A switchblade to be exact. He was slashed and not stabbed. The blood around the wound indicates that the blood is indeed Eren's. The shreds were located near the right shoulder and in his left hip. And he also had his shirt torn by something.

"Man. Was he mugged and killed? What items did he have on his person?" I asked myself.

Going down to the pants, ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) all I could see was that he had a few rips. I did see him wearing this exact ensemble the last time I ever saw him, and that's when he left the camp.
A good enough damage like that could only mean he was assaulted by, either a couple of thugs, or a big brute.
Blood was the only other thing that was pretty noticeable. He did have no damage on the parts that he wore the outfit on though. Which may mean that some of his blood has dripped onto the pants, rather than get hit there.

I had to take a closer look though and inspect inside his pants  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

"Ugh. I have to look inside where Eren's dick was... that's disgusting..."

No blood on the inside. Which was quite weird, considering he had his pants torn. They were missing a couple of pieces though which may mean I'm missing stuff here.

With nothing left to inspect I made my way out of the evidence room and headed to the crime scene. And 'crime scene' isn't the right term to use here but what can you do?

When I arrived I saw three homeless men sitting around where I did not want them. When they noticed me they got up with thirst in their eyes and surrounded me. I did not move as I only found it as a mere inconvenience to me and I wasn't scared at all.

"Hello, beautiful..." one of them said.

"Out of my way. I replied."

"Oh, a feisty one right here!" The one behind me said.

"Not so fast, young lady. Where are you headed?" The first one asked.

"None of your business."

"Aww, come on! Be polite! We're not gonna hurt you, we will jus show you how things work around here for pretty girls like you. We will show you a great time! So be nice and no biting." The first one said.

The guy on the back placed his hand on my shoulder so I grabbed it and threw him away. The other two were quite scared. I punched the guy to my left and knocked him out. I then grabbed the first guy and threw him on the ground while also keeping hold of his arm.

"Please, please, please! We're sorry! We apologize!" He said.

"I knocked your friends out so you are only speaking for yourself."

"Okay okay! I'm sorry! Please!"

"Tell me what I want and I will try not to kill you. Have you seen a Caucasian male with brown hair and green eyes walked past here a year ago?!"

"I-I-I-I-I think I have! He was a regular around here! I-I don't see him often anymore!"

"That's because he's dead!"

"Oh really? Well I didn't know that! I swear!"

"His clothes were found here. Webbed by Spider-Man. Have you seen them before?!"

"I-I don't know! I've seen clothes webbed all around!"

"What do you mean?!"

"I-I think that spider freak changes his outfit on the fly! But that's just a thought! An idea! I know nothing!"

"How many clothes did you see?!"

"Uh-uh... many! I don't know! I never kept count! But I have noticed that the same batch of clothes many times before!"

"Have you ever met Spider-Man in person?!"

"No! No No! I swear! I've only seen him swinging around! I witnessed him leaving his clothes around everywhere! Not in a single spot!"

"Can you tell me where?!"

"I-It's always random! I-I can't help you there! Please, let me go! I beg you!"

I knocked him out before letting him go and then I made my way around the city after inspecting the area further and finding nothing.

Making my way around to the bar Spider-Man broke through when fighting Mikasa that one time, I saw the owner cleaning outside. He was swooping the floor.

"Hello." I said in my usual regular tone.

"Hello there. How may I help you?" He asked.

"Has Spider-Man ever been to your place? I mean before the time he crashed through it?"

"Yes. In fact he was so just a week before he fought your friend."

"She's not my friend." I said to myself just a bit out loud. "A-Anyways. What was he doing there?"

"He was looking for a major criminal. I guess you could say he found him in my bar and just grabbed him and swung out the door while still holding onto him."

"And?"

"Other than that I do not know."

"Do you have anything else that can help me?"

"As far as knowing his locations, I'm afraid not. But I did notice that he usually operates around areas with higher crime rate and more criminals. Also he might have done some underground fighting, as I've heard from one of the locals."

"Underground fighting?"

"Yes. I do know the place, but never been there myself. I'll tell you where to find it. I think you should go there in the night if you want to find some fighters."

"Thanks."

After showing me the way, the bartender got back to his work and I made my way to the fighting area. It was a small building that led underground. Outside were two men guarding the entrance.
I walked to them and asked them in.

"Do you have a warrant?" One of them said.

"I'm here off the books. I want to talk business to you boss."

After looking at each other, they let me in with the guy that talked to me following me as an escort.
I made my way to the office and the guard stayed outside.

"Hello there. You mean to talk business with me?" The boss asked.

"I want to know where I can find Spider-Man."

He sighed and placed his hands on the desk. That's always a sign bad news is coming.

"I wish I knew myself. I want him back in the ring. He was spectacular. He brought more people in to watch and with that he brought us more money. The many times he fought he took on my best and strongest fighters. Winning every time. He has a winning streak that is kept unbroken to this day."

"Okay then, let's talk business. I'm here to try and investigate a murder Spider-Man was wrongfully accused of. If I do not prove him innocent there might not be a Spider-Man for long. If you cooperate with me I can get to the bottom of this and hopefully I can save him. I can ask him if he wants to come back as well. How's that for a bonus?" I explained.

"It's great! I'll tell you everything I know."

He explained to me that Spider-Man was so strong he took on his his best fighters an won. He told me all the when and how I wanted.
He also told me that he had two of his special girls get in and keep him entertained. He chose two young teen women and made them enjoy their time with them. That news broke my hear a little but I had to stay focused on the task at hand.

The owner also told me he paid him large sums of money every time he won a tournament. He stopped coming three months ago and the number of filled seats dropped ever since .

"I need to talk to your... girls." I said before he showed me the way to their room.

I was escorted there by the same guy that was guarding the door and when I arrived I opened the door without thought.

"Excuse me? Who are you?" The blonde asked.

"I'm here for you to tell me everything you know about Spider-Man. Talk. Now."

"All I know is he is an awesome fighter. And he is a big deal in the ring. He also has a huge 'champion' under the belt, if you know what I mean."

I looked away and blushed at that thought. I looked back and she was doing her makeup and such.

"What else?"

"He pleases women good." I blushed again.

"Other than that!"

"Well, he did tell us about how he got into the fighting business."

"And how's that?" I asked.

"He needed some money and he stumbled upon a group of guys who told him where to go. He won a few matches and impressed us really good. Then he really did impress us with his tongue skills, you get my meaning my now." She smiled at the last part.

"What else?"

"Nothing in particular. He's Caucasian if that interests you. And he has a huge Caucasian-"

"Enough. Where's your friend?" I asked, referring to the other girl their boss mentioned.

"She's not here. She's probably serving drinks and having fun with other fighters right now. But I can tell you with utmost certainty that she knows just as well as I do."

I left the room and made my way out of the building. I then decided to swing around the city until Spider-Man appears and then we could have a little chat.

And like I was expecting a minute later he was there, swinging by my side and telling quips.

"Can we talk?" I asked.

"Yea, um, sure. For once you guys are not planning to kill me."

We landed on a secluded rooftop where we could discuss my topic without interruption. I had a lot on my mind I need to ask him. We sat there, next to each other and talked.

"I am alone." I said, referring to him telling me that we didn't come to kill him.

"Really?" He asked as he looked to his left and right. "Oh yeaaaah... you are alone!"

"What do you need, partner?" He asked.

"I want to know where did you find Yeager's clothes and why did you leave them webbed."
That question seemed to make him slightly uncomfortable but he did answer without hesitation.

"I... found them in the exact spot where I left them. And yes I did web them up just in case a fool came to take them."

"Did you leave them as clues?"

"Yessss!" He said with an emphasis on the S. "I did! And that's why I webbed them there. Yes."

"Why didn't you give them to the garrisons or something? Leave a note?"

"At the time them and I weren't the best of friends. Not like now where I can invite anyone of them for lunch if I wanted to but back to the topic, yes. We weren't really pals back then and leaving a note is a criminal mastermind thing, isn't it?"

"What?" I asked, confused about the last part.

"Never mind. What else do you have on your mind?"

"Did you... enjoy yourself with those girls?" I said with a tone of anger in my voice. And indeed I was angry. I was very very angry. I had time to think about it and I. Was. Mad.

"W-W-What? What girls? What time? What?" He asked.

"At the underground fighting. After every match."

"Oh that?! You've been there? T-That once! I swear to you!" He stuttered, clearly nervous. "But wait... what were you doing there?"

"I was trying to find clues to prove your innocence! So that Mikasa would not have to come to you and try to kill you all the time!" I replied, getting that out of my chest.

"You're doing all that for me?" He asked.

"Yes! I mean, sure, yeah. Why not. You could say that."

"Aww! Annie cares about me!"

I looked away blushing. I really did. It's just I could not tell him. And I've only just made up my mind about it, after a long time of thinking. His sight always warmed my heart.

"No!" I replied.

"Then why are you helping me, hmm?" He teased.

"Shut Up!"

"Okay, okay." He backed down and just sat back.

"Plus I don't even know how you look like!"

"Well I can't tell you, can I?"

"Yes you can! I'll keep it a secret! I promise!"

"Why do you want to know?" He asked. I then noticed that I was too passionate about the subject and begging him too. I pulled back immediately.

"Hahahahahaha!" He laughed at me.

"Well I don't want my identity to be revealed for... obvious reasons. I don't want you guys storming my place, do I now?" I noticed his voice sounded muffled. I looked at him and saw that he was eating a sandwich. His mask folded in a way only his mouth is visible. He noticed me looking at him and said: "What?"

I grabbed the sandwich off his hands and took a bite myself. But I could not do anything once he jumped on me and took a bite of the sandwich that was still in my mouth.

"This sandwich is mine! I made that myself and I intend on finishing it!" He exclaimed.

He took the remaining part of the sandwich out of my mouth and then he took a bite.

"I can make one for you if you're hungry."

"No thanks. I love to share." I stated before grabbing his piece and taking a bite myself.

All of this was happening while he was still on top of me.
I then got down to my lips and finished the last remaining piece himself. His lips landed on mine and my heart was going to burst out of my chest.

"Mmm... that tastes amazing. And I don't just mean the sandwich." He said. At this point I started feeling butterflies in my stomach. A feeling I never thought I could feel.

"Can I have another taste?" He asked.

"By all means!" I replied with the very first smile I had in a while.

Him and I started to make out. He rolled me so I was on top of him and we continued fighting for dominance inside each other's mouths with our tongues.

"Damn I never knew you know how to kiss..." He stated.

"I never knew either." I replied.

"You're... smiling..." He pointed out. I was surprised as well.

"You make me smile." I replied.

"What about your investigation?" He asked.

"It can wait..."

"Well let's go to my place. I don't want anyone to see us."

We went to his place, finally. And I swore an oath of secrecy. Not to him, but to myself. Entered his place through the window. I took out all my gear and held him in my arms as he did so to me and threw us both on the bed.

"Can I... see your face?" I asked.

"Take off my mask yourself."

I grabbed his mask and took it off. And my heart dropped.

He was alive... and I am in love with him...

I've never been any happier in my life.