Katya couldn't sleep. Ever since she had been around Law again, she was having these strange dreams. Nothing was ever clear when she woke up, but she swore she could see something falling from the sky each time. They were large, black, and fuzzy. She could never figure out what they were.

Katya slipped out of her bunk in the shared room with Ikkaku. It was warm in the sub, thus she had only slept in a tank top and some shorts. She slipped on some shoes and headed outside to the deck. The bubbles around the archipelago always were beautiful at night. It was a little chilly on her bare legs but it was peaceful.

"You never did sleep well." She remarked as she noticed Law sat on the deck, leaning against the side of the railings. He had a folded up newspaper and his sword next to him.

"I've a lot on my mind."

Katya sat next to him and leaned back against the railings herself.

"Do you think there'll be a war?"

Law nodded and Katya chewed on her lip. "Did you ever think your life would turn out like this?" She murmured to him after a long pause.

"I thought I would be dead by eleven, so no."

"Can you tell me about Cora-san? You said he had my fruit, and that he saved you from dying, but not much about what he was like as a person."

"He was the best person I've ever known." Law said and put his hat down onto the deck. "He gave me back my life. I had nothing when I met him, and he gave my my spirit back."

"He sounds like a wonderful man."

"He was. He also set himself on fire a lot."

"Eh?"

After there was no reply, it was quiet for a few moments aside from the sound of bubbles. Katya looked across at Law. He had dark circles under his eyes. She shivered slightly, though whether it was from the cold or his presence was unclear.

"Here." He shrugged off his hoodie and passed it to her. She pulled it on and snuggled into it. It was warm and it smelled like Law. Katya felt her cheeks flush.

"Law, when was the last time you slept?" She quickly changed the topic.

"About two days ago."

Katya sighed. "The broadcast from Marineford is tomorrow. You'll want to be awake for it."

"..."

"Silent." Katya made a small dome around them and the bubble sounds stopped. "Try to rest. I'll keep watch."

Law nodded in defeat, and let his head slump forward. Katya stared up at the sky. There were clouds obscuring the sky. It was like a storm was brewing. She was nervous for the broadcast the next day herself. Like Law, she knew that this would provoke outrage and chaos in the New World. Law's crew wanted to head to the New World. Katya was terrified what awaited her there now she was a pirate. The incident at the auction hall had proven to her that she was not strong enough for the New World at all. She'd at least need to learn to use a weapon properly. She couldn't rely on her fruit to get her out of situations anymore. She was part of a crew now.

The young brunette mused on her life before reaching Sabaody. She had gotten by on luck. Ships with an eternal pose to various places that took passengers for a nominal fee. She had mostly paid for her passages in songs and tips from performances. The most daring trip she had taken was to the New World for a two day trip. Some fancy rich family had paid to bring her out there as their daughter was a fan of her songs. The whole thing was a farce, full of fake niceties and snobby rich people, but she had earned well.

Then, even more crazily, on the day before they left the island, she had gone to a bar and crashed into a red-haired man with a long cape and one arm. She had spilt a large glass of booze all over him and had apologised profusely. The man had waved it off if she agreed to buy him another drink. His crew had begun shouting that she was too young for him, but she bought a round anyway. Several drinks later, she had agreed to sing for them and the crew had been the best audience she'd ever had. They cheered, sang along to some of the more classic songs she'd sung (Binks Sake had been the most popular of those) and tipped her in booze.

When she had left the bar at the early hours of the morning, she'd made great friends with half of the crew. The red haired man had told her that she was always welcome to visit and gave her contact details in order to send him a copy of her album. Katya had been so plastered at the time that she hadn't thought twice about the fact that one of the most powerful men in the world had basically given her an eternal free pass to party with his crew.

I wonder if Shanks-san will be watching the war, she thought with worry. No, he would be for sure. Law had big plans, and that was worrying too. His plans had never included her. Now that she knew why, it was more understandable, but she wasn't going to just fall for him again just like that. Besides, he'd probably gotten over her a long time ago.

She put Law's discarded hat on his lap and tried to keep herself warm for the watch ahead.

Katya could scarcely believe what she had watched. The war had been awful to witness on the screens. Law had been fixated upon them, as had the rest of the crew, when they suddenly cut out.

"Let's go." Law muttered and the crew followed suit. Katya hadn't gotten a boiler suit yet as there was nothing that had fit her, so she stuck close to the crew.

"Whitebeard sold out his companions?" Law scoffed as they walked back towards the submarine. "Like hell. He's a legend because he never does anything like that. Time to set sail, Bepo."

"Aye aye, Captain!"

"Come with me Jean Bart, Katya." Law said gravely. The two nodded and followed him closely.

"We're setting sail for Marineford."