"Can someone please explain to me, where my patient is?" Cassie stared down at the all the pirates that were currently residing on board The Never Rain. Both the Heart Pirates and the Heart-Break Pirates watched in fear as the nurse/ First mate of the Heart-Break Pirates paced up and down the deck.

She was trying to piece together the events after she and the Heart Pirate's captain 'Trafalgar Law' went to bed. Both were very concerned that the young man that they found and taken care of last night was missing from his bed the following morning.

"If someone tells me right now what happened after Rhiannon tackled him, I'll let this entire incident slide and you can all get some well-deserved sleep. If not, then I am sure I saw some barnacles that need to be removed and also the paint job could do with a full touch up… that would have to be done before night full tonight of course..." Cassie looked over crew members. All of them were either looking at each other or were looking at something interesting on the floor.

"Really, no one? No one knows anything. No one knows how he got hold of a pistol, took Ellen hostage and stole the Mini Strom? Fan-Fucking-Tastic ladies and gentlemen you have lost a young man that is suffering major injury and possible post dramatic stress syndrome. What do you have to say for yourselves?"

Cassie waited for a response. When none came, she stopped passing faced forward and crossed her arms over her chest. To everyone present she looked pissed. But her crewmates knew otherwise. They noticed she was biting her lip which was a habit that occurred when she was worried. She also chewed her lip when she knew something was her fault; and Rhiannon was not one to pass up an opportunity to prove that Cassie was wrong.

"My question Cassie is," Rhiannon paused making sure she had everyone's attention before continuing. "Why didn't you restrain the patron?"

Murmuring started amongst everyone. "Shit." Cassie swore under her breathe. She had hoped no one would pick up on that fact but she had prepared for that.

"I'm fully aware of my responsibilities and that in this case I didn't fully them. It was a judgement call and I made my decision based on the fact that I felt no ill air radiating of guy. What I think the problem is that this guy is just scared. And I'm sure we all know what fear can do to a person, right?" she looked over those on deck who were nodding in agreement. "That's why I'm going to fix this by retrieving him, but I also want to know how he got hold a gun because he certainly didn't bring in it on board with him and I know cause I preformed the cavity search on him." That got a few giggles, Rhiannon stayed straight faced.

"Right, Crimson I need a couple of bento made for the trip. I'm going to go pack any emergency supplies that I need. Milah you're in charge of Rhiannon whilst I'm gone. Crimson make sure these people get fed and everyone gets some rest. The last thing we need is a work incident that involves an amputation of any appendage. Again Crimson directed at you (hey)."

"Rhiannon started it!"

"I did not!"

"I will end it!" Cassie separated the Captain and Cook who was playing 'cat's cradle' with some discarded string they had tied in a circle.

Rhiannon slapped off her first mate. There was silence.

"You are such a high and mighty, flaming, dipper doodle!" Now everyone was watching mouths agape. Cassie was just so shocked.

"Do you really think that after what you just did, or should I say didn't do, that I am going to not only let you go alone to find some madman but also order my crew around?"

Cassie said nothing.

"I didn't think so. So I am going. Alone. Only I know what this guy is thinking. So, blow it out yo' butts."

Before any of the crew could object Cassie shook her head.

"Nope I'm going."

"Ok." Said Rhiannon plainly, "Where is he."

The first mate pointed south.

"Nope… try again."

"Look it is just easier for me to back track and go and get him you idiot."

"May I suggest that you shut the fuck up Cassie? Well I'm going to anyway, shut the fuck up."

"No! You shut the fuck up!"

"No, make me!"

"Alright!"

"You're on!"

"Bring it!"

They locked eyes and growled.

Thud! Something struck the ship.

Milah looked over deck. "As much as I love burning Sister/Captain complexes Ellen is back and the dude is out cold like freezing cold like ice-"

"WE GET IT!"

"Cassie, you can have your heart to heart with him and then fuck off." Rhiannon helped Milah haul the man up, without a second thought she threw him at her first mate.

On the ground under an unconscious amount of dead weight, Cassie developed an eye twitch.

Cassie slowly stood and pulled the unconscious man up and moved the air around him and placed him back on the Mini Storm.

"What the hell are you doing now?" Rhiannon asked.

"What does it look like?" Cassie replied, pulling the air around her and gathering up blankets and placing one on the man and the other in the chest. "I'm taking my patient off ship and making sure he's safe before I come back and reclaim my ship." She continued as she checked through the med kit that was now floating by.

"What do you mean your ship?" Crimson was now looking at Cassie with confusion.

"Exactly what I said Crimson, my ship." Cassie packed some food into the chest on the small skiff and closed it with a click.

"You can't be seriously leaving." Flame grabbed her shoulder and spun her around. "You know the Captain will barely last the day without you guiding her." Flame whispered in Cassie's ear. Cassie could see the panic in Flames eyes.

"Have some faith in your Captain Flame she's stronger than that." Cassie stated in a hushed voice. "Anyway, it doesn't matter what I think Captain gave her orders and I'm fucking off." With that Cassie jumped off the side of The Never Rain and onto the Mini Storm and checked that the patient's condition. It was improving.

With a small half wave Cassie picked up the wind in the Mini Storm's sails and made her way away from the her crew. She didn't bother to warn them of the incoming storm. She didn't worry she would be well away from it by the time it hit The Never Rain. She would be on land by that time; she didn't need a log pose it was easier for her to find the islands by wind currents and air pressure changes.

She knew that the young man with her wouldn't wake up until she was near or on land. That would give her several hours to think about how to approach him. She had told the truth about not tying him up. He does have a good air about him, but, that wasn't the only reason why she hadn't bound him. She saw the cuts and bruises on his wrist and ankles that indicated he had been restrained and most likely raped like that as well. The crew didn't need to know about that yet. Anyway, she knew that it would be easier for him to trust them that when he woke up that he wasn't bound. She hadn't expected to run off like that. It was unusual that he didn't clam down after Rhiannon had stabbed him with clarity.

When she turned around she saw that the ship was now a small speck on the horizon. She knew she would have to apologize for yelling at the Captain but she wasn't sorry for what she said. Yes she understood that she had undermined the Captains authority by organising the crew so she could go after the patient. Yes, she knew it was wrong to disagree with the Captain on such topics. But, how was the Captain meant to go after him? He took the only working sailing ship. She didn't have a log pose because Milah needed it to keep the main ship on course, so the row boat was also out of the question. She understood that the Captain was worried about the patient but that didn't give the Captain the right bitch her out about going to retrieving him alone. Cassie's thoughts stopped for a second, "She did manage to bring a fully submerged submarine to the surface somehow…" She shook it off.

Cassie didn't need a log pose to navigate the Grand Line; she had proven that in the past. She also didn't require a ship/ boat for the most part. She could walk over the water easy, but a solid surface under her feet was always nice.

She stole a glance at the sleeping man. It was only now did she notice the colour of his hair. It was bright red, almost the same colour as fresh blood. It was a really lovely colour. From what Cassie knew from some of the genealogy books she had read in the past that red and oranges hair genes came from South Blue. Cassie wondered if this man was from the South or if it was just his linage. She made note to ask him once he was conscious long with several other questions that needed answers.

Cassie also wondered how Law and the Heart Pirates were getting on. She hoped their sub was fixed and that they would be on their way before too long. She also hoped that Law wasn't too upset by her sudden departure. He may look like he doesn't give a damn on the outside, but, on the inside, he was a big softie. It was kind of obvious actually; you would have to be a softie in order to have a bear as your first mate.

She remembered back to several years ago when she and Law decided to advance their relationship; she thought she would surprise him one morning by going out and getting some fresh ingredients for breakfast and cooking for him. With him still sleeping she went to the market. She returned no later than 30 minutes with everything in toe to find Law huddled on the bed, cocooned in blankets, silently sobbing to himself, cuddling Mr Lamby. He had thought that she had walked out on him and was worried he had done something to upset her. Then there was the time she hadn't kissed him good morning and he brooded (you know, the way that men do) for the rest of the day without telling Cassie what was wrong.

She couldn't help the giggle that escaped her lips as she thought back at Law's silliness. The generally sarcastic man always had a soft spot for her, that's probably why she could get away with ordering him around from time to time.

Looking forward she noticed the ship rapidly approach its destination. Seeing the island brought some relief to her as she slowed the sail wind. There was no rush just yet.

Back at the ship

An hour had passed since Cassie had left the ship and the tension still remained even though the battle was over. Everyone was still on edge.

Rhiannon was in her quarters when a she heard a soft knock on the door.

"What is it now?" she chirped. No answer came.

"Who goes there?" she asked, more because she had too not because she really wanted to know;

The door opened and Trafalgar entered Followed by Bepo.

"Just out of curiosity… what did Cassie do to piss you off exactly, please explain I –"

"Shut it Law. She doesn't need you to defend her; she knows what she's done wrong." Rhiannon huffed at Law. When on her ship, it was her rules; her way or the sea way.

"Very well, I have no intentions of justifying Cassie's actions to you. But I'm here to ask if you are considering letting Cassie re-join your crew that's all?" Law smirked.

"Maybe, if she apologises."

"Really? Then I'll just have to convince her otherwise then won't I." Law's smirk widen with that comment.

"What do you mean by that Law? It's Cassie's choice not yours. You can't make her decisions for her."

"You're right I can't. But I can give influence. We both know that we don't like each other right Rhiannon?" she nodded. "Then you also understand that this alliance between our crews exists only because we're both important to Cassie right?"

"Hurry up and get to the point Law. Bepo's there clearly waiting to go Marimo fishing and you're holding us up." Snapped Rhiannon.

"So you won't mind if I recruit Cassie now will you? Seeing as she's no longer a crew member and such."

"… You are telling this to the chick that just tore a huge fucking chunk out of your sub."

"… Yes… well I do now."

"I told her to "Fuck off" not "You are not a part of my crew anymore". It is a punishment her fucking off, Captain's do that too their crew. So wipe that ugly ass smirk off your face, it makes you look smart and you know how I hate lair's…"

"Does Cassie know this? Is that how she interpreted it?"

Rhiannon reached up above her head and pulled one of three ropes, a bell was herd in the distance as well as light yells of communication.

"Law get out of my face and get your crew ready."

"For what?"

"The storm. Duh…" Rhiannon rolled her eyes, she has had dealings with men in the past and they all want the same three things. Sex, food and excitement. But Law… Law was just a fucktard.

Law went away to ready his crew. They didn't need any more to be said, they had gotten each other's messages, that was enough.

Bepo stood in the door way and swayed onto his heels like he wanted to say something.

"Yes Mr. Fluffy-kins?"

"Ah… um… are you ok Rhiannon?"

Rhiannon just stood and looked at the bear. "Had he just asked-"

"It's nothing… but you just seem to have been acting… how do I put this…"

"SANE!" Crimson burst through the door, throwing Bepo face first on the floor.

"Captain you have been acting sane!" Crimson was puffing then she stepped backward and shut the door.

"You were sent in here to tell me that?"

"mmph. Mummph nurph nim mint."

"Lift your face bear."

"Sorry."

Bepo sat up and started looking at the interesting detail of his paws

"Yes. Sorry. Everyone just thought that it would be easier on you if I told you, seeing as how you are so nice to me and how we were meant to go marimo fishing and all."

"No I'm not!"

"Then let's make a list."

"What really?"

"…Yes"

"The crew wrote that on your paws didn't they?"

"They used a nice pen too, it smells like lavender."

Rhiannon just rolled her eyes.

"There! There's one point! You rolled your eyes! The real Rhiannon would never have done that. She would have offered to smell my paws… sorry." The bear looked proud in victory.

"Read your list." She just wanted this to be over with.

Back on the Mini Storm.

Cassie froze as she docked. "Rhiannon had been acting sane… fuck." She had left them all with a sane Rhiannon! Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Wait I can panic later the patient is always first. But fuck.