I'm sorry it took me so long. Had no inspiration. And sorry that this is a short chapter. I can't think of anything right now, but I will never, never ever, abandon a fic. I hope you enjoy this short chapter. Bye!

~Rebecca


Seventh

Law blinked lazily. His vision was filled with red, red hair. He frowned and sat up on his elbow, looking at the person who was sleeping next to him. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped as he saw who it was. The bundle of his happy feelings moved and blinked open blue eyes. A smile stretched across a beautiful face and Law felt a blush race over his face.

"Did you sleep well?" she said softly.

Law swallowed and nodded slowly.

She smiled, sitting up and pecking him on the lips. Law sat frozen for a few seconds before his gaze turned soft and he kissed her back full force. He pushed her back on the bed, their tongue's in a heated battle. She moaned softly, grabbing onto his clothes and pulling. Law felt like he was in paradise. He had missed her, so terribly. Now she was back, with him. He couldn't stop tears from leaking out his eyes and her delicate hands wiped them away. Law broke the kiss and wiped at his teary eyes.

"I missed you," he said.

She smiled brightly. "Me too. Law."

He looked up, gazing into her eyes. "Yeah?" he asked.

Her blue orbs bore into his grey ones and she uttered three simple words that moved him to more tears. He tried stopping it, but sobs wrecked his body and she hugged him tightly.

"Shhh, it's alright. I'm here. It's going to be fine," she muttered in his ear.

She kissed him softly and let him cry out his pent up emotions from the last few days. She knew it was hard on him, trying to beat the sicknesses of the world and evading a mafia boss that's trying to kill you. She knew how he felt. She knew.

"Thanks..." came a soft whisper.

"Always."

o-o-o

"Your back early?"

"Yeah, I heard you came back so I got on the plane the moment I heard."

"I thought you were going to be there for a longer time?"

"That is correct, but I can't pass up the chance to see my boyfriend again, now can I?"

Law blushed.

"No, you can't. Rebecca, you are way too stubborn for that."

"You know you love it!" she giggled.

Law rolled his eyes and pulled Becky closer. She hugged him and buried her face in his shirt. Law scoffed and took another sip of his coffee. Chopper trotted into the room and Law smiled at him. The kid stared wide eyed at the redhead that was clinging to Law like a lifeline.

"Who's she?" he asked.

Rebecca opened her eyes and locked them with Chopper. Her face split into a grin and she shot up, making Law almost spill his coffee. She raced to Chopper and hugged him, crying out how cute and small he was. Law sighed and stood, walking over to the kitchen and filling a glass of water for Chopper.

"She's my girlfriend, Tony-ya."

Chopper nodded from the forced hug and awkwardly patted Becky on the back.

Rebecca sat back down and grinned as she had taken Law's space. He came back with a sour look.

"Seriously, there are a butt load of chairs here, and you choose to sit on mine?" he asked.

She just grinned, smugly at that.

Law sighed and rubbed his forehead. Becky pulled Chopper a little closer and snuggled with him. Law shook his head with a slight smile and went to sit on another chair. He handed Chopper his glass of water and the kid drank from it happily. Law grasped for his phone and turned it on. There were a few messages. One from Sanji.

Sanji: Holding a party tonight, dogs with Sabo. You in?

Law smirked. He'd like a party. Maybe it would relax his state of mind a bit.

"Sanji says there's a party tonight. You two wanne come?" he asked the red head and doctor.

Becky perked up and nodded vigorously. "Sure, I'd love to see them all again!"

Chopper nodded as well. Law smiled and went back to the messages.

Smoker: Kid, we have a problem. Get to the station ASAP.

"Fuck," Law groaned.

"What?" Becky asked.

"I gotta go, see ya later tonight alright. Chopper, take care of her. I love you."

Law kissed Rebecca softly and made his way to the door. He grabbed his coat and went out. The door slammed closed behind him with a bang.

He hurried to the station. Something had to be wrong if Smoker was contacting him. The door to the station slammed open when he walked in and he went straight to the white haired man's office.

"What?" he snapped as he walked in.

Smoker looked up. "You came quickly," he said.

Law rolled his eyes. "I don't have time for this, what's wrong?" he asked.

Smoker sighed and beckoned the kid over. He stood and let Law sit on his chair. Law looked a little skeptical at the screen of the computer, but then Smoker turned the video on that was already at the ready.

Law's eyes widened and he gasped.

"That can't be!" he exclaimed.

Law watched as a few men pushed another man out of a van. The guy had a bloody head, but Law would recognize him anywhere. It was Cora-san. It was a recorded video from a security camera. It was just a few days old.

"That- that's not true," Law breathed.

He swiveled his gaze to Smoker, but the man only nodded. Law's breath hitched, and he looked back at the screen. Cora-san was alive? How? Doflamingo had shot him multiple times. How was he still alive?

"He's critically injured, but he's alive. Doflamingo sent this to us, I guess he wanted you to know or something," Smoker said.

Law bit his lip, hands clenching the arm rest under him in a death grip. "Thank you for showing me, but what am I going to do with this information?" he asked Smoker.

The officer gave a shrug. "I wanted to show you, thought you should see it anyway. And I wanted to tell you to be careful. Doflamingo's been acting up the last few weeks. I don't want to be going after you," he said. "And don't forget to keep that dog of yours close, it's probably the only chance you've got."

Law nodded and stood, tipping his head in a greeting. He went out the door and sighed. Cora-san was alive. What should he do? What could he do? Barking interrupted his thoughts and he looked up to see a few officers trying to hold back the Dobermann that was trying to get to Law.

"Let him go, he's with me," Law said, the officers letting go of Corazon and the dog bounded up to him, barking at him.

"Sorry," Law said as he squatted down. "I guess I forget to bring you, huh boy," he murmured. "Let's go home," he said, snapping his fingers to get Corazon to walk next to him.

"Bye," Law said as he left, waving at the officers.

They stared as he left, unsure if they should wave or not. If they had decided yes or no, Law would never know for he turned the corner and disappeared from view. He walked along the road, petting Corazon's head as he went.

"Cora-san is alive, can you believe it?" he asked the dog.

The Dobermann barked, nuzzling into his hand.

"Yeah, I should tell the others. But not yet, we have a party to go to first." Law petted the dog one last time before really making his way home.

He opened the door to the apartment, but stopped when it was strangely quiet. Corazon had been growling for a short while now, and Law shot him a look. The dog growled at the door and Law had the dreaded feeling that something was very wrong. He opened the door and stepped in slowly. The apartment was trashed, and there was no sign of Chopper or Becky.

Law cursed under his breath, made a sign with his fingers and Corazon went on ahead, sniffing the ground and searching the apartment. The dog bounded up the stairs, and Law felt the color drain from his face as Corazon suddenly yipped out a whine of pain.

The surgeon ran up the stairs, only to get hit by a fist in the face. He tripped over his own feet, fell backwards, and only heard the cry of his own name before everything went dark as he hit the bottom steps.