LA

In the underground, they were all they had. The stole together, ate together, shielded and protected each other, tend to their wounds, and sleep back to back with knifes in hand. It took years to build that trust, but the more time they spent together the more they both realized this friendship was a benefit. Levi was taught he could trust know one but himself, that was until Maeve stumbled into his life. The only reason he let her in was because she fought off and killed a man twice her size that entered their shared and run-down shack of a home when Levi was horribly injured.