**Chapter 1: Nightmare and New Life**

The sun had long since set on our expedition outside the walls, casting a dark and ominous shadow over the desolate landscape. My squad, led by the fearless and brilliant Hanji, had set up camp in a relatively safe area, and I had retired to our tent to get some much-needed rest. As I lay on my makeshift bed, I felt a sense of peace wash over me, my eyelids growing heavy as I drifted off to sleep. But my slumber was short-lived. A nightmare crept in, one that I had thought I'd left behind long ago. My abusive ex-boyfriend's face loomed over me, his cruel words and twisted grin sending my mind reeling. I whimpered and cried out, my body tensing up as I mentally regressed to a state of utter vulnerability. My mind was that of a newborn baby, cooing and grunting in discomfort as I struggled to process the traumatic memories. Hanji, ever vigilant, noticed my distress and immediately sprang into action. She gently wrapped her arms around my fragile body, stroking my hair and rocking me back and forth like a mother comforting a newborn. Her touch was soothing, but my body betrayed me, my heart racing wildly as I struggled to breathe. My throat muscles spasmed, constricting my airway, and I felt like I was drowning. My eyes rolled back into my head, and I was wracked with a severe seizure, choking on my own saliva. Hanji acted fast, intubating me with an endotracheal tube and stabilizing my fragile form. I was put into a medically induced coma, a necessary measure to protect me from the trauma of my own mind. As I lay there, I was extremely hypersensitive, my body reacting to even the slightest changes in humidity and temperature. Hanji knew this, and she took great care to create a stable environment around me. She placed a vibrating pad on my stomach, mimicking the feeling of movement inside the womb, and began to brainstorm ways to create an advanced makeshift artificial womb. But despite her best efforts, I began to show signs of premature awakening from my medically induced coma. I groaned in pain, cooing and grunting softly as I stirred. Hanji noticed my distress and quickly responded, gently stroking my hair and wrapping her arms around my fragile body. "Oh, poor thing," she whispered, her voice full of compassion. "You must be uncomfortable." As she held me close, I became aware of my own body, swollen and distended in a way that felt both familiar and strange. Hanji noticed my gaze and quickly grabbed an ultrasound, placing a gel on my belly and pressing a transducer against my skin. Her eyes widened as she saw the image on the screen, and a look of pure joy crossed her face. "Darling, you're going to be a mother," she exclaimed, her voice trembling with emotion. "And not just one, but triplets!" As she spoke, I felt a surge of life within me, my unborn babies kicking and moving around in my belly. Hanji quickly got to work, preparing everything I needed for my pregnancy. She posted a sign outside our tent, warning others to keep their distance, and began to make plans for our return to Wall Rose. But as we set out to catch the titan, Hanji knew that transporting me back to Wall Rose wouldn't be easy. I was heavily pregnant, hypersensitive, and connected to a ventilator. She would have to find a way to keep me safe, and fast. With a determined look on her face, Hanji began to make the necessary preparations, inserting a central line IV in my neck and connecting the endotracheal tube to an oxygen tank. She heavily sedated me, ensuring that my mind wouldn't be agitated during the journey. As we arrived at Wall Rose, the medical professionals were waiting for us, ready to take me into their care. Hanji continued to pump and squeeze my weak heart, her hands moving with a precision that belied the turmoil in her eyes. And then, in the midst of our journey, my water broke. I groaned in pain, feeling agitated as Hanji sprang into action. "We need to get her into the delivery room immediately," she exclaimed, her voice firm and commanding. "She's going into labor!" As we rushed into the delivery room, Hanji grabbed an ultrasound, her hands moving swiftly as she assessed the situation. One of the triplets was in a breach position, and she needed to figure out how to reposition it. I groaned in pain, whimpering and crying out as my weak heart strained under the pressure. But Hanji was there, guiding me through it all, her hands gentle and reassuring. Finally, the moment of truth arrived, and I gave birth to healthy triplets. As I looked at my babies, I smiled weakly, feeling a sense of joy and wonder. Hanji gently guided their mouths towards my nipple, and they suckled, their tiny hands curled around my finger. Hanji kissed me softly, passionately, her eyes shining with tears of joy. And as I lay there, surrounded by my babies and Hanji's loving care, I knew that this was just the beginning of a new chapter in my life.