Law didn't stick around to wait for Kid to wake up. The dark haired doctor had merely felt obligated to make sure that Kid was healing fine, and mainly because Law had thought that his troubles with Doflamingo were the cause of the attack on the red head. Law couldn't help but be immensely relieved that that was not the case, because really, Doflamingo would have had to have gotten the information very quickly. It made the rest of Law's day sail by smoothly, and all was well until the end of his shift when Law left the hospital to find Zoro waiting there for him.

"I told you before that I can get home just fine, Zoro-ya." Law frowned at his ex. "And I do mean it when I told you that Doflamingo made threats about harming those I am close to."

"Just get in the car, Law." Zoro didn't seem fazed over the idea of his life being in potential danger. "What's important is that we don't make you an easy target right now."

Law's shoulders slumped; he was too tired to argue with the green haired policeman that evening. Without another word, Law let himself into the car, and was silent the entire ride home. He just couldn't help but feel that something would go wrong at some point, and that Zoro couldn't always be around to protect him.

And Law was right when, a week later, he was caught off guard.

-x-x-x-

Law had been enjoying a nice evening walk when the peaceful air was shattered by the intrusion of several thugs converging on him. It had happened so fast that Law couldn't even begin to think to run, and he was swiftly taken away in a car without being able to put up much of a fight. Law was further thwarted in his thoughts of escape when a rag was forced over his mouth and nose, and the doctor soon passed out, uncertain where he was being taken.

But what Law didn't realize was that a certain red haired individual had witnessed the kidnapping.

-x-x-x-

When Law came to, he was very groggy, and apart from realizing that his surroundings were dim, Law was more concerned over the fact that he was tied to a chair, with his arms secured behind the back of the chair itself. Law raised his head at the low chuckles in the room, and tensed on the chair at the sight of all the unpleasant leers that were aimed at him.

This had to be Doflamingo's doing; the man had said he had a week to go to him willingly, and Law had chosen to ignore that. And now, Law was paying for it, and couldn't help but feel ill over what might be done to him. Doflamingo had said that he would be brought to him, but not necessarily in tip-top condition. Law regretted not making a call to anyone before he went on his walk, because he had no idea where he could possibly be. Not that Law could make a call at present with the way he was bound to the chair, and that made the situation worse in the doctor's mind.

"Doffy is tired of you skirting around payin' your debt, doc. And he doesn't like how you're hoping that hiding behind other people is gonna help you avoid paying up. Doffy said to bring you to him, but not before teaching you a lesson. This is what you get for not listening and giving what you owe."

Law did not like the sound of that at all, but he could do nothing about one of the men in the room circling around to the back of the chair.

"Bet you need both your hands in good condition to work, huh, doc?"

Law's mouth went dry, not comprehending at first the threat, until there was a sharp, harsh strike to his right arm with something hard. There was an audible snap, and the dark haired doctor let out a soundless scream as the pain washed over him. Had someone just really broken his arm?

-x-x-x-

Kid didn't know what the hell he thought he was doing. He should have been calling the police, not trailing after a car that had Law in it. There was no other way about it. Law had definitely been kidnapped, and really, Kid shouldn't have involved himself but...the red haired man felt that he owed Law for helping him out not once but twice, if only because Kid hated to be in someone else's debt. So there he was, chasing down a car through the town all the way to an abandoned apartment complex a mile or so away.

It was inconvenient that there were so many people with Law, because if it had been one or two, Kid would have been able to handle them easily. But with four men, and then another two already at the apartment, Kid knew he'd have to actually think things through for once, because if he missed a taking a guy down, Law or Kid himself could end up hurt. Kid grumbled something under his breath as he watched an unconscious Law being brought into the apartment, before Kid followed along after them, careful to keep quiet until he could see what the hell was going on.

Once inside the apartment, Kid lingered outside the room Law had been brought in to, and the moment Kid heard voices speaking, he peered around through the door frame, his jaw setting when he saw Law tied to a chair. But before Kid could figure out how he was going to take down all the men in the room, rational plans were thrown far out the window the moment Kid witnessed one of the goons in the room break Law's arm.

It triggered something in Kid, of past events he had thought he had gotten over, and before he even realized it, Kid was in the room and punching out the guy who had broken the doctor's arm. Kid wasn't really aware of what happened for the next few moments, apart from the fact that he was beating the shit out of the guys in the room, despite being attacked in return. But Kid was seeing red, memories still wrapped around the present, until one man in the room gouged his left arm deeply with a knife. It snapped Kid out of his rage, and allowed him to side step the knife wielding man.

With a another maneuver out of the way of the slashing knife, Kid grabbed the guy's wrist and twisted it, causing the man to drop the knife with a yelp of pain. Kid swung his free hand and clocked the guy in the face, letting go of the wrist to let the guy drop limp to the ground. Chest heaving, Kid pressed a hand to his arm and did a quick check of the room, and was surprised to find that he had actually managed to take out all of the men in the room.

Six groaning bodies were on the ground, some either unconscious or close to it.

"What are you doing here?" A pain laced voice demanded from behind. "Get out of here. Don't get involved in this."

Kid turned around to offer a grin, still feeling rather light from the sudden rush of adrenaline. "Too late for that, doc. They already saw me, and I can't kill 'em because I don't wanna get arrested by your ex-cop boyfriend."

"I think he would...turn a blind eye to it in this case." Law managed to say with a faint, pained smile.

Kid snorted at that as he approached Law, and loosened the rope to free the dark haired doctor. As Law gingerly cradled his right arm, Kid rooted around on the ground and produced a broken piece of wood.

"A splint?" Law questioned. "That can't be sanitary."

"Your arm is covered. Don't bitch about it. Shit'll be worse off the more you move it." Kid considered the unconscious men's clothes, decided he didn't want their clothes on Law, and took his own shirt off because it was cleaner. Kid caught sight of Law staring at him intently, and grinned in return. "See somethin' you like, doc?"

Law looked away hastily like he had been been caught doing something wrong. "We need to leave before they wake up."

"Probably a good idea." Kid gripped his shirt and tore it with his bare hands, missing the quick, admiring once over of his muscles from Law.

Law flinched as Kid placed broken piece of wood against his right forearm, and bit back a pained cry when Kid secured one end of the shirt around the piece of wood and forearm before pressing the limb to Law's chest. Grimacing, Law held still as best he could as the other end of the shirt was looped around his waist and then tucked in his belt. "You've one this before."

"Yeah, couple of years ago."

Kid was able to pick Law up without the doctor protesting, and in fact felt Law go limp against his bare chest. It was clearly a form of relief, for whatever reason. Kid started to head for the door of the apartment room, noting that Law's head was sagging heavily against his chest. "Oy, don't pass out on me."

"Not likely to happen." Law muttered against him.

"And stop drooling on me." Kid said, disgruntled yet amused when he got to the stairs leading out of the apartment.

"Are you able to control yourself when your're in pain?" Law moaned against Kid's skin, not hiding the fact that he actually seemed to enjoy pressing his face against the red head's bare skin.

"Yeah, I can, actually." Kid said smugly in response.

"Jackass." Law slurred in return, sounding a little more out of it, especially when he began to mumble, "Straw hat-ya is going to follow me everywhere now. And Zoro-ya's going to be upset that I didn't tell anyone I was leaving the house." Law snuggled further against Kid, his mutters sounding drowsy, "Mmnn, Zoro-ya, you bulked up..."

"I ain't your ex, doc," Kid said with a sigh. "Damn, you really are outta it, huh?"

Law made a hum of assent against Kid. "Use my cell...to call Zoro-ya."

Kid decided Law sounded lucid then, before the doctor went straight back to mumbling, though no words were audible this time.

"Shit, tell me that I at least get a kiss outta all of this." Kid grumbled under his breath. The red haired man shifted his hold on Law and got the cell phone out of the doctor's pocket. Kid saw all of the missed calls and texts on the screen, before he went into Law's contacts and found one labeled Zoro-ya. Kid dialed it, and there wasn't even a second ring as the cop answered it on the first.

'Law, why the hell haven't you been answering your phone? No one's been able to get a hold of you! What were you thinking?'

"Get someone to come out to the abandoned apartment complex on 3rd street." The red haired man cut in. "The doc's hurt." Kid could hear soft swearing on the other end of the line.

'Did you see who did it?'

"Yeah, and they're all unconscious in the apartment. For now. Not sure how well I laid them out."

'Are you outside?'

"Yeah."

'I've heard some calls in the past hour. They're suspicious, so keep an eye out. I'll be there as soon as I can.'

Kid hung up the phone, and pocketed it. "The cop's coming to get us." Kid informed the out of it Law. Kid was about to shift his hold on the doctor when one of the goons from before stumbled out of the apartment, saw Kid, and shouted over his shoulder before drawing a gun.

Well, fuck.

Kid turned the other way and ran, not about to take his chances against a gun of all things. A fist fight was one thing, but even Kid knew better then to try to fight someone packing heat. Kid found it unnerving that the shots that were fired were low to the ground, as if the guy was trying to get him in the leg. Kid didn't fancy getting shot or caught, so he ran like hell, glad Law wasn't all that hard to carry around.

In any case, it was turning out to be a very shitty day.

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I'm going to keep trying to update this, no matter how short or long the chapter is.