Looks like her crocodile tears worked. Men are always fooled by the same thing. Morons. From her position on the ground Nami grinned to herself as the Vice Admiral wore his own smirk in what he thought was triumph over a helpless woman. The sniper's screams had stopped and the Navigator turned to look at her curly haired friend. He sat still, unmoving, in an almost unnatural way. She thought he might be dead for a second, but she could see his chest rising and falling in tiny labored breaths. His eyes were closed and she could see tiny tears rimming his eyes.

"Concerned for that long-nosed freak, Cupcake?" The Vice admiral commented when he noticed the curvaceous woman looking over to her silenced friend. "He should be fine. Just a little… how should I put it? Shaken up." He said the last words with a knowing chuckle that sent shivers down the woman's spine. "Well, Miss cat thief are you ready to-" The admiral's words were cut off with a heeled foot flying towards his face.

"Ha!" Nami stopped her inspection of Usopp's person in time to kick the man in the face as he leaned closer to demean her with his useless talk. "You'd think I'd let you just take me as simply as that! Well you piece of government-hired-shit, you thought wrong!" The man had taken away her most prized weapon, so she thought utilizing her skills in combat would be the best route to choose. I will not let someone take me away from my family...not again, this thought was continuously running through her mind as she sent her best kick towards the vice admiral's overly muscled neck. Just before her heel could make contact with the man's body she saw another annoying smirk grace his features. "What the-" She didn't even get to finish her curse as a nauseating sensation raced through her body. She was frozen, her limbs started to go limp and the corners of her eyes blurring as the world around her started to fade. With this sudden attack of unfamiliar sensations, and the awful migraine forming at the base of her skull, the orange haired woman failed to notice the Vice Admiral whisper quietly, as if talking to himself...

"Eternal Damnation"

She was home. But this time it was different. She couldn't quite place her finger on it, not just yet. The sky was a sickeningly perfect shade of blue. Almost mocking her with it's perfection. The clouds looked like little cotton balls floating in the vast blue sky, chasing and teasing one another with their feathery edges. The scent of tangerines was carried along the gentle breeze that played with her fiery hair. Yes, this was her home, but something was not right.

She was pulled away from her thoughts by the stomping of tiny feet trying to go faster than they were capable of, and the crying of tiny lungs trying to fill themselves with air. She could tell the remains of what made this tiny person so upset still lingered in the air. She turned her head only to see a small fiery haired girl on a collision course with her upper thighs. "Hey! Wait stop! You're going to seriously hurt yourself if you trip!", but Nami's reprimand fell on deaf ears. She suddenly recognized the green sundress the little sniveling girl was wearing. 'Wait, what is going on here?' She turned her attention back to the little girl looking as if she was running away from an invisible monster. "Hey I thought I said watch-" Nami's words were cut off as the small girl ran straight through her body. "AAAAH! What the hell is going on here?" Nami gently pat herself down to make sure she was still there. "Why, why did I just see a tiny version of myself? Where is the Sunny? Guys! Help! If this is a joke it's not fu-" She stopped her rant to the sound of a much different but unmistakable voice crying muffled tears. Nami unconsciously started walking towards the sound of the familiar voice. A voice she hadn't heard in a long time… But one she would never forget.

"Nojiko? Why can't she just understand. I love you two so much. I'm doing my best." Another snivel escaped the woman's lips as she wiped her face. "Do you really wish you had a different mother?" The magenta haired woman choked out as she tried, and failed, not to cry in front of her daughter.

"Bellemere! Stop it! We love you! We wouldn't ask for, or want, another mother even if we could have one. Wait, that sounded bad. We wou-" The young girl's stuttering was silenced by the gentle arms of her adoptive mother wrapping around her. She sniffled and welcomed the warm embrace, relaxing as she let the familiar scent of tangerines and cigarette smoke fill her small lungs.

"Hahaha!" The attempt at a well thought out apology by her daughter lightened Bellemere's mood significantly. "Thank you Nojiko," the magenta haired woman thoughtfully scruffed through her daughter's short blue hair. "Okay, let's stop with all this sad stuff. Why don't you go get your sister while I make a super special dinner with the tangerine sauce you two love so much!"

"Yay!" The little girl jumped up and down at the mention of a special dinner just for the three of them, "Love you Bellemere!" The little girl hugged her mother as tightly as her little arms would allow, "I'll find Nami so we can all have a nice dinner as a family." Nojiko was practically beaming as her mother gave her one last warm squeeze and sent her off with a smile.

Nami's eyes went wide. She had never heard this conversation that her mother had had with her sister. 'She had run away, so how could you have heard it? Stupid.' She watched as her older, but young now, sister ran through the lush grove towards the village looking for her, ready to search all night for sister. Little did Nojiko know that she would find Nami in the first place she looked, with Genzo. Nami sighed again as she turned towards the small house she had called home for ten years of her life.

Little did her younger self know of the pain that was about to come that day.

"Hey! What did you do to my friends!", a very scared Chopper tried his best to sound brave in front of the very scary man. His words were received with a wicked smirk, one that was knowing but willing to share nothing.

"Oh, don't worry little raccoon dog-"

"I'm not a raccoon, I'm a reindeer." The doctor habitually corrected the man's misjudgement of what he was.

"Ya sure," the marine took one last skeptical look at the creature standing in front of him, "but your friends are just having a little sleepy time so they can dream." The words seeped out like poison between the cracks of his mouth and thin lips.

A very emotion-filled groan decided to leave the navigator's own lips then. Ryusei let out a low chuckle as he heard the effects of the young woman's "dreams". The groan caught Chopper's attention as he looked over to his female companion, noticing small tears starting to form at the edges of her feathery lashes. The small reindeer rushed over to his friend's side and started shaking her trying to wake her from her obvious nightmare. "Nami, Nami! Wake up, it's me Chopper!" All the little deer got was another groan, this time with a hint of pain, and a fall of a single tear. The little doctor started freaking out then. "What did you do to her! You, you, MONSTER!" The deer tried his best to compose himself as warm tears started streaming down his own face.

"Oh, did I offend you little racoon? Hurt your little friends?" The vice admiral was now thoroughly amused with the reactions he was getting, he loved his job. "I told you, she's just having a little nap so she can have dreamy-time." The words were released with another sly smirk accompanied by a chuckle the small reindeer was getting sick of.

"Stop hurting my friends…" the words were released from the doctor's mouth barely audible to the ears they were meant to reach. I'm tired of being the weak link, my friends need me! "Kung-fu point!"

"Oh, please. Little raccoon, do you really think you can beat me with that cute little transformation of yours? This annoying woman," his heeled foot roughly dug into her side for emphasis, "tried to defy me and this is what she gets for it." The action did not go unnoticed as the doctor flinched and the navigator cried out and tried to further curl herself into a protective ball.

"STOP IT!" The little reindeer could no longer contain his anger for the man standing in front of him. He launched himself as hard, and as fast, as he could towards the man aiming his best karate kick towards his side.

"Nah, don't think I want to." Ryusei easily blocked the little reindeer's kick with one arm while he used the other to grab the small animal's leg. "Game over racoon." Chopper's face was one of pure horror as the man took a death grip on his hind leg and threw him as hard as he could towards the other side of the ship.

*CRASH*

"Chopper!" The archaeologist ceased her twisting of spines when she saw the tiny doctor flying over her head.

The small doctor landed near the door of the galley and lay in a small crater the impact of the throw had formed.

"Doctor, Doctor! Are you okay?" The raven haired woman knelt down next to her injured crew member and started shaking his shoulder gently trying to get any sign of consciousness out of the small deer. Chopper slowly opened one of his eyes, the other was swollen shut and turning an ugly shade of purple. The archaeologist noticed the tinge of fear in the boy's eyes before he realized it was her and watched it slowly melt away as he became comfortable in her warm embrace.

"Robin, Nami…" the little deer coughed with the effort it took him to get the words out of his mouth, "Nami needs help." Chopper tried his best to make a serious face with the swollen eye and the sore muscles of his face to show Robin that their friend was indeed in a lot of trouble.

"Okay Doctor-san, I understand. I will get help for Miss Navigator." Robin tried to figure out who was left to help her friend as she knew time was running out. She would help, but she had to tend to Chopper's wounds to make sure he avoided any permanent damage. She could only think of the only other person left on the ship… Trafalgar.

The urgency for Nami to know why she was in her past faded away as she got to spend more time with her mother before the woman's final breath. She enjoyed reminiscing on the little mannerisms that the older woman had. Like the way Bellemere would tap her foot in little circles while waiting for a pot of water to boil, or the way the woman would skip out on following recipes and just "eyeball" and taste-test all of her culinary creations, or the way she would unconsciously gnaw at her cigarette while stirring a dish. She missed Bellemere. Missed her a lot. But she was a big girl now she had to move on eventually. Right?

Nami tried talking to the woman while she stirred the special tangerine sauce but her attempts were in vain as the woman just kept looking forward at the pan making sure the sauce didn't burn. Nami concluded that since these events already happened that she did not have any presence in this world of memories and that she was just an onlooker on the events that have already taken place. She was pulled from her thoughts of Bellemere by a loud pounding coming from the front door.

"I can't watch this unfold again." Nami's eyes grew wide and her breaths were getting shorter, her limbs heavier, she was entering into her subconscious already anticipating what was going to happen next. Not sure if she could take the pain of watching her mother die again, Nami turned away from the door, opting to stay out of it until it was over, she could not watch it again.

There was a lot of commotion going on outside, screaming and shouting mostly, but through it all the navigator could hear was the shriek of her younger self.

"BELLEMERE!"

What had she been thinking? She was in here sulking while her younger self was going through hell and back outside. She needed to be out there, if not for her own psyche, then for the one of the ten year old girl suffering outside. But to her luck she chose her least favorite memory to step out to. Her mother smiling at her two daughters, nothing but love written all over her face, as she stared death, or rather a two barreled gun, in the face. "No, Bellemere!" She couldn't tell if the word's had come out of her own mouth or the one of her younger self.

"I love you…" Bellemere's last words before the loving mother of two daughters fell to the ground, motionless, eyes still slightly open as a mixture of blood and tears fell from them.

"Bellemere, Bellemere!" Nami watched as the two girls ran towards the woman on the ground while she stood behind them, letting silent tears fall. 'Why? Why did this have to happen? Why couldn't have my life been normal? We could've been a family.' The orange haired woman fell to her knees alongside the two crying girls and cried uncontrollably with them, letting all the years of guilt, frustration, and loneliness spill out onto the ground in front of her.

All the while the laugh that would come to haunt her dreams was like a wicked symphony that played in the background of her misery.

Meanwhile, back at the ship, the dark doctor was busying himself with one of the younger Doctor's medical texts. Actually, it was quite interesting. It included many personal notes that the small reindeer had taken himself about the text, writing questions in the margins, drawing little doodles of what the herbs looked like, and making his own observations of what the different diseases should look like in human patients. The young Doctor's handwriting was neat compared to Law's own stereotypical chicken-scratch. Further down the page he noticed other personal notes the young doctor had taken. How to administer medicine "special cases", the note read. Underneath this little header were the specific ways crew members took their medicine. Luffy: make sure to mix well with food or drink. Does NOT like the taste of medicine. Zoro: mix in a "virgin" alcoholic beverage but tell him it's normal. Sanji: tell him it's a gift from Nami or Robin and they would be sad if he didn't take it. Usopp: tell him it's a cure-all for his fears. Nami: serve with a tangerine. Robin: No special application needed. Franky: "SUPER FORMULA", must be placed on the label. Brooke: no medication needed so far. . .

This made a small smile form on his lips. Maybe he should create special and enticing ways for his crew to take medicine rather than threatening to shove it down their throats if they didn't take it. Hm, a thought for another day.

The dark doctor was about to turn another page and continue his analysis of the boy's handwriting and other notes when the ship's archeologist came rushing through the galley door with a furry form in her arms.

"Trafalgar-san!" She was out of breath and had a very distressed look in her eyes that the tattooed man could tell was serious.

"What happened Nico-ya?" He shut the medical text and turned his full attention to the woman standing in front of him.

"Nami needs your help. Now. By what I could get from Doctor-san they were faced with a pretty serious enemy at the back of the ship. Usopp has been knocked out and Doctor-san passed out from his injuries before he could tell me what happened to Miss Navigator. But from what he told me about Usopp and his own condition now, I don't think she can last for much longer." The woman started to turn to go to Chopper's office so she could tend to his wounds, when she heard the door to the galley shut quietly.

He was making his way up the steps to the back of the ship when he heard the navigator's screams. They weren't normal screams. They were ones filled with pain and raw emotions that never had the chance to be released. He started ascending the stairs faster hoping he wasn't too late. When he got to the top all he saw was destruction. The grove was a mess, she would be furious. Some of the trees had been uprooted and others broken in half, countless tangerines and branches were strewn about. But in the middle of it all he could make out a small figure curled in a ball grabbing her head as if the action would make the pain she was going through stop. He quickened his pace trying to get to the navigator as fast as he could without looking too worried in front of the marines he knew were watching.

When he got closer to the Navigator he noticed a very large marine, probably a vice admiral by the looks of it, sitting near her in a lounge chair and sipping on a coconut with a tiny umbrella inside. Sickening. The green haired man in the lounge chair noticed the dark doctor's presence immediately and got up to greet him.

"Shichibukai Trafalgar Law, what a surprise it is to see you here. Small ocean isn't it?" The overly muscular man held out a hand for the doctor to shake. He was met with an antisocial glare, the dark doctor was quite famous for that signature glare among the marines, and the hand dropped. "I see… Not the friendly type are you," the navigator let out the beginning of another scream but was silenced by the vice admiral's healed foot roughly kicking her stomach. "Sorry 'bout that. Some vermin are hard to tame. Especially this one," another jab in the side, "She's quite feisty."

"I'm going to have to ask you to stop, Vice admiral…" he let the statement hang in the air so he could learn the name of the man in front of him.

"Ryusei." The marine nonchalantly replied as he rested his foot on the navigator's head.

"Yes, Ryusei. You see this is my mission now, and I don't appreciate you taking the fun out of it for me. So you can just take your little fleet and leave." He stepped towards the man, making his grey orbs meet with black slits, to further prove his point.

"Aww, I was just getting to know the little missy." He bent down and picked up the woman by her long tresses and a pained groan left her lips. "Are you sure you don't want me to take this one for you? She's quite the handful," He leaned closer to her face practically inhaling her while he spoke. It made the dark doctor want to vomit but he controlled the urge to keep up the facade he was giving the man. "And I was getting quite attached to the woman."

"That's enough Ryusei. I can handle the Strawhat's myself. I wouldn't be a Shichibukai if I couldn't handle a woman with only a 16 million Berry bounty." Law grabbed the said woman from the marine and threw her at his own feet. Even though the noise she let out afterwards made him instantly regret the action.

"I see.." The marine was obviously upset that he didn't get to keep his prize, "well I hope you don't mind I'll be reporting our little rendezvous to the government, per protocol of course, nothing personal Trafalgar." The man chuckled as he turned to leave. "Oh yeah I almost forgot." The man turned toward the doctor and knelt down near the navigator, "Reconciliation." The woman at Trafalgar's feet stopped moving and laid limp beneath him.

"What did you-"

"Just woke her up from her little dream, that's all." The man smirked and chuckled at the boy's reaction to what he had done to the woman. He had to admit he did get quite attached to her. She made the cutest faces when she was in pain.