Okay so here we go for chapter nine! This chapter is on the slightly shorter side because I wanted to give you guys and insight as to what landed Ana in the care of Ace. More into her background and what made her the way is now, we'll be seeing a good friend of her's next chapter anyone want to take a guess? This chapter also focused more on Law and Ana interacting with one another, seeing as how they won't be doing much of that around the corner since we'll be dipping into some action soon.

Also, I am leaving for boot camp for the Navy on August 3rd. I'll be gone for about two months, before then we will get to action scenes and the beginning of the romance between Law and Ana. I plan on putting out at least 10 chapters before I go. So that mean posting new chapter ever three or four days depending on how long it takes to get them edited. Chapter 10 will be put pretty soon, in the next couple days, so I'm just going to jump straight into the story.

Thanks to CaptainCommanderLucy, and AppleBlossom for review last chapter you guys are awesome!

Like always I own nothing but my OC and the plot! Enjoy!

I woke to my door being slammed open. Getting up I looked at my mother with wide eyes. She was running around the room with a frantic look on her face as she called out to me. Telling me to get up and put shoes on. Not being one to disappoint I did exactly as she asked. My favorite pink and blue sandals. Running down the stairs I saw Matty sitting on Mayor Groove's lap. Looking at him with wide eyes, I felt my mother grab my faint orange dancing on the walls caught my attention. They were coming from the direction of the city, why?

"Mama, where are we going?" She didn't answer as we went through the orchard. No one else talked, but I could hear it. The screams of children and parents, of pain, and of death. The blood curling screams made me turn around and then I saw them. With the house ablaze behind them, they were approaching us fast. Hats on their heads, and guns in their hands, the weird white-orange uniforms were so perplexing.

Tugging on Mama's hand she just shushed me and ran harder. But I didn't see where I was going and tripped. Falling on the ground I yelled for her to go. Mama didn't listen and they got us. Tears streaming down my face as I screamed and pleaded for them to let us go. To let Mama and Matty go. Matty's only 6 years old, it was way too soon for him. They only laughed and dragged me by my hair. It didn't matter how much I struggled, it was never going to be enough. I wasn't strong enough to be of any help.

We landed on Main Street. Looking up I saw the gallows, and people were hanging from them. My wide pale eyes looked in horror, Mayor Grove's arms locked around me trying to shield me from it. Mama had Matty in her arms, sobbing, crying as she called for Papa. Looking around the white jackets she called for him, but he wasn't there. The others laughed at her. I kept my eyes on the gallows and I saw a familiar face. The blank look on his face was one I was used to seeing, but hadn't in the past four years. That dark hair was hard for me to miss, or the yellow eyes staring ahead.

"DECLAN!" My screams snapped Mama's attention to the gallows as well. More people were on the stand, some little boys and girls my age. Then Declan pulled the lever. They dropped to their deaths. One of the boys up there was in my class, he sat right next to me. Ali, he was my friend. I saw the light from within go out, and it left the cold in this heated place. Reaching out for him I felt myself being ripped away. The flames around me ashed me and singed my clothing. They danced around me as I was dragged away from some unknown force.

"MAMA!" I called out for her. Fighting against the person holding me in their arms. Crying out for my mother, my father, Declan. Begging them to turn around and save Matty. I didn't care if I made it out, I needed Matty to make it. How could I be a good big sister if he didn't make it and I did? I was going to fail at being his protector if he didn't survive this! I promised Mama that I would always look after him, always save him! I couldn't do that if I wasn't with him!

"You need to calm down Ana-chan." Looking up at the source of the voice I saw Ace looking down at me. The tears started to flow down my face, hiccups, trying to form words to him. "I have someone else looking for your mother and brother don't worry."

Clinging on to the vest he wore I curled up into him more. Willing it all away, it was just a nightmare. I would wake up and Mama would have some warm milk for me, I knew it. The screams filled my ears as I opened my eyes again. Children laying, kneeling in front of burnt objects. Then it hit me. Those were their parents, they were calling out for their parents to help them. Others mourning the loss of siblings. Holding on to Ace tighter I felt the need to throw up.

Then suddenly the heat of the flames dissipated as I was sailing through the air. Reaching out for Ace I was already seeing his back as he ran into the fire again. Screaming out his name I landed in the arms of Celia. Clutching me to her as the ship made its way around to the center of the town. I prayed, to whoever was listening that he got Mama and Matty out. As we turned the corner I saw Declan still at the gallows. He still had a blank stare on his face as he pulled the lever. I looked at the faces at the wrong time. Mama was looking at me while holding Matty's hand. Reaching out, I felt my throat go hoarse.

"MAMA! MATTY!" Fighting against Celia I ignored her words of comfort as she turned me from the scene. Tears completely blocking my vision as I felt the sobs rack my body. No, Mama, Matty they had to be okay. This is all just a nightmare, that's all. I needed to wake up now. I pinched and pulled on my cheeks, the tears coming harder as I realized that it wasn't a dream.

This was happening and I had just seen the light go out in my mother's eyes.

I had just seen Declan kill Mama and Matty.

He pulled the lever that had ended their lives.

"Celia, hide the child there's a warlord and an admiral here." Turning at the words I saw the ship he was talking about. On the hull of the ship was a man. A long trench coat covered his body, and a large sword was on his back. Right behind him was another man, he had a white coat over himself. I opened my mouth again, but Ace jumped on board.

"Get us out of here Seymour! Celia, get her inside!" My body didn't fight her as she brought me below the deck and I sobbed into her arms. Calling out for Mama, and Matty, and Papa still. Why? Why had Declan done that? The world started to go fuzzy as I heard Ace coming down the steps. There were some words exchanged by him and Celia, the latter left the room and I couldn't take the silence. My world had just been filled with screams and yells of orders being thrown around, and now it came to a screeching halt.

He hadn't gotten to them in time.

I was taken into his arms as I screamed out the sorrow and pain. I had failed Mama and Papa, Matty hadn't been able to get out in time. Here I was crying on a ship leaving them behind and there was nothing that I could do. The shrills of me pleading him to turn around were muffled as my head was squished into his chest by one of his large hands. My small ones pounding on his chest didn't do anything to him, but I kept hitting away anyways. The overwhelming need to hit something was here, and I could feel static in the air as I kept on crying. Nothing he said mattered anymore, no words could console me as I threw everything I had into those punches that didn't effect him.

I cried for Mama and Matty, the people who died along with them, and the other who were made to watch. Ace didn't move but only whispered some things that I couldn't really hear at the moment. The pain inside my chest was pulsating as I tried to will away the tears, but I couldn't. I wasn't only 10, barely at that and I had just lost my family in one night. They were taken from me, by my own flesh and blood. Father was there and didn't even try to help, why?There were so many questions I wanted to ask, but I could form the tears didn't stop until I had passed out in my saviors arms, but that didn't stop the nightmares from coming. They all ended the same way.

Declan swinging his sword at me.

xoxoxo

Waking up I took in a large gulp of air. My chest heaving up and down harshly as I sat up. Taking in the room around me, I relaxed a little bit. I leaned forward and cradled my head in my hands. I could feel the moist streaks on my face as I breathed deep breathes in and out. Trying to regulate myself as I came down from my adrenaline rush. The heaving turned into silent sobs as I failed at calming myself down. Getting out of the bed I crossed the room and got in the bathroom.

Turning the light on I squinted at the reflection in the mirror. Wild hair, and equally looking eyes stared back at me. Red puffy eyes were not a sight I wanted to see. Running some cold water I splashed it on my face to cool down the heated flesh, it was some what better than before. My eyes were still red, and hurt but the tears had stopped. Leaning my arms on the counter I rested my head on them. I was tired, and now had a pounding head ache that had nothing to do with the alcohol form earlier. Resting my hands on the counter top and gripping it hard I let my head fall, taking in the quietness of the room. In the silence I heard the door open.

Shutting off the light I stepped out to see Law walking into the room. He was looking at the bed before he turned to take in my state. The blank face settled into a frown, the way his eyes looked at me made me turn away. His hand gently took mine and lead me back to the bed. Getting under the covers I felt hot, removing my shirt and shorts from earlier I skillfully tossed them in the hamper. Curling up facing the wall I ignored the dip in the bed.

"Ana." His velvet voice was right in my left ear and I curled up more trying to will the shaking away. Strong arms came around and wrapped themselves around me. Moving closer, his warmth enveloped me completely. The shaking increased, it wasn't cause I was cold. I was more embarrassed that he had caught me like this. Placing my hands over my face I took deep breaths, but they weren't working. My form was still shaking and the embarrassment was getting even worse now.

"I'm not letting you go until you get it all out."

Choking a small laugh from my sobs I turned so I could face him. Burying my face in his chest I gripped the blanket in between us. His arms tightened around me, and he started to hum. It was the same tune that I had hummed to him the first night I spent here. The tears returned as I tried to remember my mothers voice and they way she would sing it. The damn broke when I realized I couldn't remember my mother's voice anymore. Nor could I feel her embrace me when I had nightmares as a child. All I had were the memories, but nothing behind the soundless pictures in my head.

Mostly I cried because of my younger brother. Matty was all my mother and I had. My father was never really in our lives, only popping in a few times that I could ever remember. Declan was a good 10 years older than me, so he was off before I was 7. The last time that I had seen either of them was years ago, with Ace. Matty was my whole world at the age of almost 10. I never let him out of my sight, I was always with him. And he died all because I was looking behind us, and tripped on a root. A fucking root of all things.

I could feel Law's chest rumble as his deep voice carried out the tune his mind must of remembered when I did the same to him. My chest hurt, and I knew it was the stitches in my heart from the past tearing it apart. They always did this. I'd put myself back together to next morning and months later they would just rip apart without warning. Alec used to be the one to hold me on the island, and before that was Ace. I couldn't tell when the tears had stopped and it became dry sobbing, or when those had even stopped. But I could tell you Law never stopped humming. I heard it as I trailed off into a dreamless sleep forever and a half later.

xoxoxo

I felt like shit when I woke up. The warmth around me didn't even matter. While I would bask in it for a while I didn't even care right now. My eyes felt so heavy, but I needed to open them. I needed to get up out of this bed and continue with my day, but as I tried to sit up, arms kept me pinned where I was. Protesting against the cage they made I let out a soft whine. Picking up my head I was inches away from Trafalgar Law's face. I tried my best to glare at him, but it didn't really work. Placing a hand on my head, he shoved it back to his chest. Cradling it there, while his other hand worked out some knots in my hair.

Turning onto his back, so I was on top of him, he got back to work. Facing the desk, and the small light that was on I frowned. It had to of been late morning, but here we were. Me laying on him, and him playing with my hair. It was certainly relaxing, but I needed to get up and do something, not wallow in self pity. Patting his chest, he groaned as an answer, but as soon as I pick my head up a hand would come and place it back down. We did this a number of times, each time I'd fail since he would only let my raise it a few inches.

"Law, I can't just lay here and do nothing." I finally spoke towards the desk, seeing as how I couldn't face him.

"You had carbon monoxide poisoning last night. You're not going anywhere but here, or in the infirmary with me." I sighed and let my body sag on to his. Not that it made much of a difference I now weighed barely 120. As skinny as Law looked, I knew he was hard muscle I had it right under me right now. Letting my hands fist the soft fabric of his undershirt I got curious. The muscles were tensing and relaxing to my slightly wandering hands, as they swept across his chest.

"You slept with a shirt on last night." I stated to him, and his hands paused for a moment, then continued. I could just feel the smirk on his face, I didn't even have to look.

"Would you prefer it off?" I rolled my eyes at the stupid question, and lightly smacked his broad chest.

"It's just a first is all." I adjusted my legs so one was settled next to his on the bed, and the other draped across his hip. This position was much more comfortable, being able to wrap myself further into his warmth. Taking as much as I could in, it wasn't often I was this warm in bed so I was going to take adantage of it.

"Do you normally check my state of undress while I'm sleeping Ana-ya?" Yup the heat on my face was from the carbon monoxide.

"Nope, but I wouldn't be surprised if you did." I knew about my lack of clothing at the moment, but I couldn't care. The new red lace bra, and matching cheeky panties were among my new favorites. His chuckle vibrated his chest, and I bit my lip so I wouldn't smile. Nope, was not going to let this side of him get to me. While he could be cute and cuddly here, everywhere else Law was a dick. I closed my eyes as I felt his work out the last of the knots and run his finger through my hair a couple times. Then he wrapped his arms around my bare waist, pressing me closer to him. His face in my hair just on the top of my head.

"Sometimes, when I get up." I smacked his chest again and he laughed. Not chuckled, laughed. I smiled at that, like a little school girl and I was so embarrassed by it. "Although I like the new pajamas, I much prefer watching you walk around in my clothes."

I raised and eyebrow at that. Turning my head so it rested on his chest I looked him in his stormy eyes. They were so open and care free at the moment, making him look his age of 21. At times like this it was hard to see him as the fearsome Dark Doctor. Supernova Trafalgar Law, the Surgeon of Death. He looked more like a young man who didn't have any troubles. It was a sight I'd like to see more of, but it scared me in some ways. Even if he didn't look like it, he was a dangerous man, I just hadn't seen it yet. I wasn't even sure if I wanted to, to get names like that he would have to be a sadist for real not just my joking. Clearing the thoughts I tried to conjure something to lighten my mood.

"Possessive much?" The joking tone in my voice rang out in the silence. The eyebrow raised at me told another story though, and I quickly turned my head back to the desk. Well, it somewhat lightened my mood, and made something inside me go all warm and fuzzy. Closing my eyes I hated how easy it was to fall asleep on top of this bastard, but welcomed the peaceful dreams anyway.

xoxoxo

The sub had surfaced at some point in time. I had seen the light come through the port hole, but wasn't allowed to leave. The bastard said something bout 18 hours of supervised rest. I asked how he could be supervising me when he was asleep himself. Not really having the chance to take in his face until that moment I saw bags under his eyes. They weren't the usual ones, these were darker and heavier. Rolling my eyes at him, I gently tapped his cheek scolding him for staying awake this long. His only response was to guide my head back onto his chest and shove his face in my hair. The weirdo was getting weird lately and I didn't like it what so ever. I actually wanted him to be a sadistic bastard, I knew how to handle that with grace. This cuddly version of him was a complete 180 and I was struggling with it.

After a couple more hours of sleep, I was released and I didn't hesitate to jump up. Grabbing some clothes I rushed into the bathroom. Turning the shower on I finally could use my new products. The passion fruit, aloe shampoo and conditioner were amazing. I could feel the slightly rough locks turn into pure silk. Lathering myself in the jasmine, vanilla body wash I felt so much better. While using Law's mint body wash was practical, I felt bad for using it so much. Maybe the next island I buy him some more. Smirking at the idea I turned the faucet off.

Stepping out I grabbed the two toned towel and dried off my body so I could get dressed. Nude lace bra and thong set were already laid out on the counter, and I smirked at them. Grabbing some light blue acid washed shorts I yanked them on my body, and a red half shirt. Once I was dressed I began to brush my teeth, not liking the fact it was already past noon and I still hadn't done this. Finishing up in the bathroom I opened the door and crossed the room to the hamper, putting my dirty clothes and towel in it. Thinking back I hadn't done laundry this week, sighing I realized it was probably me who was going to do it.

Turning back around I opened my mouth to ask the captain if he wanted anything washed, but he wasn't there. He must have up and left when I jumped at the chance to get in the bathroom. Oh, well his loss. Letting the dirty clothes be, I made my way up to the deck. Some of the guys were already there, and so was Bepo. The latter was sleeping, and the former were drunk. To say I was surprised was a lie, there was no way I was. Sitting down next to Keith, the male smiled at me and started raving about how he thought I was dead.

"You didn't show up for breakfast this morning and neither did Captain!" His hands were in the air for a more dramatic effect.

"Yeah, we thought that the Captain had finally offed you!" Shachi was so drunk I wasn't sure he knew who he was talking to. So I laughed at him anyway, yeah Law was offing me alright. I rolled my eyes at the dirty thoughts running inside of it, the stockings and heels came to mind but I shook them away. I was not going to sleep with Law. The little voice in the back of my head spoke, I wasn't sure if it was a statement or my trying to convince myself of something.

"Nah, he said that I had gotten carbon monoxide poisoning." After the comment the group went quiet, and it was freaking me out. "Guys?" After some more silence Penguin spoke up.

"Um, yeah. That sorta explains why the Captain busted in my room at almost 4 am this morning." A hand on his chin as he tried to remember what happened last night.

"He was rip shit over the level of it in the sleeping area. When we double checked it, it was at an almost deadly level. Something Rick should have seen, but he was asleep." Keith offered up for my confused expression.

So Law had actually heard my yells last night? The poisoning could explain why I had seen Declan's face. Hell it would more than explain why I saw the other pairs of boots. But, if he was up and yelling at the crew then that also explains why he was coming back to the room so late. Aw shit. I owed Law a thank you, for saving my life. My mood went through a number of changes at this thought. I did not want to go find him and thank him. It wasn't really on my to-do list. There had to be something I could do though. The idea came to me when I heard Caleb talking about up coming physicals for the crew before we ported at the next island in a couple days.

xoxoxo

Getting up I called out a goodbye to the guys, who were sad I wasn't day drinking. Turning into the sub I tried my best to find a certain room. After a series of trials and fails I finally found it after about forty-five minutes of looking. I opened the door to the infirmary. I knew that I was going to regret this but, who cares I was taught to be grateful for those who saved me life. Looking around the desk for a couple moments I couldn't find a filing cabinet or anything of the sort. Where would Law keep their medical files? I could add somethings to it, and the next time he'd look he'd probably be happy about it. He didn't really like the fact that there were so many holes in my file, my fingers halted slightly as I willed away the images of flames.

"Is there a reason why you're rummaging through my desk?"

Fuck.

Turning around I leaned on the desk with a sheepish smile. Scratching the back of my head I tried to think of something to day. My mind was drawing a blank as I look at Law. My cheeks were heating up again from embarrassment and I couldn't take it. He was leaning against the door jam with his arms crossed over his chest. The blank stare looking at me wasn't giving me anything as he continued to stare. It was after a few moments that my mind started to work again and I could think again.

"I was looking for aloe, I burned my cheeks the other day and they're still tender." I said with the straightest face I would possibly pull. While it's true my cheeks were slightly tender still, I knew he wouldn't buy it. Raising an eyebrow at me he made his way to a cabinet by the exam table. Patting it softly I groaned, but none the less hopped up onto it.

"You should have came right after it happened, getting it treated right away." I rolled my eyes since he couldn't see me.

"It was just annoying me today when I went outside, so I came now." Watching him stretch his long limbs to get the green liquid in the back of the cabinet, I tried not to let my eyes roam him. A sliver of tan skin was revealed when he stretched and the sweatshirt went with him. Averting my eyes from his body completely I frowned at myself. I wasn't getting attached to this man. I couldn't afford it, I had to keep my eye on the prize in the end no matter what. I had been around attractive men all my life, I wasn't going to subcum to this one. Besides, people who get to close either die, or end up on the door step of death. The last one was too close, not again.

"How long ago did Patty make it onto your island." Frowning even more I looked up and leaned on my hands, studying the blank ceiling. Trying to find something intersting on the white cnavase but finding nothing.

"It was months after I had decided to call it home. Not even a year when that damn ship showed up in the harbor." I narrowed my eyes on some beakers in the distance. "Something about the perfect location for a base in that side of the Grand Line. Peaceful waters compared to the New World, and he was right about that." Law, who had been getting some rags stopped and looked at me.

"You've been in the New World?" I didn't register the change in his tone, so I kept going.

"Yeah, we had just crossed into it when the ship went down and we thought we lost Ace. Then Pops came out of no where with him, saying that he was his son now. I had actually jumped on the ship and yelled that he was my brother, so he was coming back with me." I smiled slightly at the memory. "We fought for a bit like siblings do, then Pops decided that I was to be his favorite daughter. It wasn't too long after that Ace and him said I was to young to be traveling with them, so I ended up on the island." Hm, I should probably look up the name of that island, lived there for four years and didn't know that name of it. The coolness pressed onto my cheeks caught my attention from memory lane. I really needed to stop visiting it so much lately.

"Keep this pressed here for a few moments." Doing as instructed I saw Law sit in his seat, backwards and wheel into the desk. Opening the last drawer and pulling out a file. Oh, that's where he kept them. I tucked the piece of information away for another time when he wasn't around and I could get back to doing something nice for him.

"Now," His voice finally caught my ears, a dangerous tone lingered in his deep voice. The sharp look in his eyes meant business too. Dropping the rags I looked at him with hardened eyes. "I'm going to ask you some questions, and you will answer me fully and completely this time Anastasia." His tone was definitive, like I would really answer him.

"About what?" The edge in my tone was placed there purposely, see this wasn't the Law I liked. The other version was better to deal with right now, I was suddenly wishing I had stayed in bed. Or not come down to this fricken place. My thoughts banished when he rolled up right in front of me.

"About White Beard-ya and Fire Fist-ya. Starting with their abilities." Both our eyes clashed together.

This wasn't going to end well.

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