This is the last chapter :) Thanks for making it! It's the longest story I've written so far and I'm quite happy with it. I know the recent chapters have been super short and this one is no exception. It's just to round the story off nicely.

I've been thinking of doing a few one-shots just to get to some questions that I probably haven't answered throughout the story. If you have any questions or suggestions or anything, just review or message me!

Special thanks to everyone who reviewed! You're all lovely 3

NalGoldor

Chiyasa

HappyMe-O

... and the Guest!

"You two will be the death of me. I'm so glad that Zoro can finally get out."

"Sorry, Chopper."

"Not sorry, Chopper." Sanji elbowed Zoro lightly in the shoulder.

"Shut up! Just go already and don't come back you hear?"

"You're the best doctor ever!" Sanji patted the boy, ruffling his brown locks.

"Aw shut up! Your compliments don't make me happy at all!" Chopper blushed, wiggling in an embarrassed dance.

"See you later! We'll catch up with Usopp too!"

"Zoro, leave that eye patch on, you hear?"

"So there's no line?" Zoro paused, glancing at the bed.

"It takes up too much room. Plus you need space because of your stupid frail body."

"You're the weakling here."

"Nope."

"Stupid marimo."

"Curly brow."

"Forever lost."

"Ero-cook."

"You make the bed."

"You set the fucking pillows." They settled down, glaring at each other before Sanji spoke.

"Are you going to stare at me all night or will you turn off the fucking lights? Are you sure there wasn't brain damage?" Zoro snorted.

"Just glad you're here." Sanji drew breath to reply, before registering what the other man said.

"What that a confession?"

"Confession? Are you the one with brain damage? Did you faint and hit your head on the sidewalk?" Zoro muttered, rolling over to flick off the lights.

"What was that? Remember I can just prod your eyeball and you're in hospital again."

"Try it." Sanji sniggered, gently cradling Zoro's face with his hands before moving in and pressing his lips against the stupid wide forehead. He settled back, unable to keep a large grin from forming.

"What's that? Am I a kid?"

"It's a blessing, you ungrateful idiot."

"Shitty blessing."

"Show me you can do better," Sanji retorted. It was Zoro's turn to find Sanji's face in the dark, tilt the blonde's chin and capture his lips.

They fell asleep in each other's arms.

"Zoro?" Sanji murmured. He waited. There was no answer. "Marimo?" Again, to no avail. He turned to face the swordsman and was surprised to hear deep breathing in place of rustling he expected. He listened and watched the rise and fall of Zoro's chest. He waited some more. There was no change.

Then Sanji smiled.

There must be no reason for Zoro to wake anymore. He was finally free of the nightmares that plagued him every night. Eventually too, there will be a time when Sanji himself can sleep uninterrupted through the night.

But for now, while his precious other rested, Sanji was more than content to watch.