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Sick - Law x F!Reader - Mini Fic 8

You were getting sick and tired of waking up groggily. As you attempted to lift your head, feeling a little sore you realised your room was empty. No Law sat waiting for you as usual, and no crew. You felt a little sad, knowing you were waking from surgery all by yourself.

You looked to your side. Maybe if nobody was here you could call your crew on the snail, but looking over you realised it wasn't there, in fact you were in a different room all together. All the rooms looked identical around here.

You scratched your head. Knowing you really wanted to get up, but not wanting to be scolded for it, you decided to stay put. You let out a little smile at the comic strips stacked up in a neat pile next to you. At least someone was thinking of your comfort. You reached out to continue reading from where you left off.

Your head whipped up when you heard a knock nearly shoving the papers off the table. "Are you awake?" The voice called out as they peered into the room. "Yes?" You answered, confused as to why they'd come. "Oh sorry you're reading. I found them in your room" they awkwardly apologised, but still continued walking in.

"Bepo, it was you! Thank you. Thanks for visiting too" you grinned, a somewhat simple attempt at comforting the big bear in front of you. "Penguin and Shachi are here too" he pointed, as they rounded the doorway.

"You said you wanted more visitors right?" Penguin shrugged, closing the door. You nodded, grateful that they kept to their word. "How are you feeling?" Shachi asked. You realised everyone seemed very cagey, you shot them a questioning look. "What's going on?"

They all looked between each other. Clearly none of them wanted to be the one to speak up. "Someone tell me something". You intently stared as they shifted their weight between feet and sighed.

Finally someone spoke up. It was Bepo. "I'm so sorry y/n, it didn't work like he wanted it to" the bear frowned. "What do you mean?" You croaked. Bepo flinched at your voice cracking, probably having not done this bad news delivery much. "I.. uh- I". Shachi sighed pushing past the mink and walking toward your bed side.

"What he's saying is that Captain overused his power and it didn't help you much, he knows he needs to do a bigger surgery. A proper one and he's mad he's wasted his abilities today" Shachi explained.

"Fuck this" you spat, throwing the blanket off of yourself. "No y/n wait don't move" Penguin protested, Shachi and Bepo also reaching out to grab you. "Don't touch me, where is it?" You angrily demanded, walking to the door. "Where's what?" Penguin questioned. "His office".

The three men looked amongst themselves. "Thats a bad idea" Bepo started. "Tell me now" you protested, standing your ground. "Law is a big boy, and he's my doctor, he should be telling me".

Sighing Penguin stepped forward. "Down the hall to the left". You nodded your head as thanks before going to find Law. You felt pain starting to seep in, due to your inability to follow normal procedure after surgery.

You didn't care, what would it matter anyway if you were dying. As you stormed down the halls you eventually arrived at a door which you just knew the captain of this crew resided behind. You could almost feel his presence.

"Trafalgar Law open this door" you shouted as you pounded on it. Silence was what you were met with. "Open it now or so help me" you threatened, continuing to bang. You weren't against going back to your room to grab the gun you had packed. You weren't thinking rationally right now.

"What are you doing" he seethed when the door finally swung open. He dragged you inside, shutting it just as quick, to avoid the audience that had gathered, made up of Bepo, Penguin, Shachi.

"You can't tell me yourself huh?" You questioned, arms folded as you shrugged his arm off your shoulder. "Sit down" he ordered, pointing to the chair. "No, not until you explain to me what's going on with my body?" You argued. He shook his head.

"I need to do a bigger surgery than I thought" he started, taking a seat in his chair. He brought his hands up to his lips. "Did they not explain this to you?" He asked, staring at one place on the floor, to avoid meeting your eyes.

"I want to hear it from you". You pointed your finger at him as you spoke. "It wasn't a successful surgery today, every time I remove anything it spreads quicker" he began explaining. Hearing his words made parts of you shatter inside, you slowly slumped into the chair to listen on. "I was going to exhaust my abilities, I need to do a big surgery" he continued.

"To remove all of it once and for all, that's the only way, and we haven't got a lot of time for that" he sighed. "Your outbursts of emotion are caused by this disease spreading, remember me telling you that it's an effect?". You thought back to when he was telling you after the first operation. You realised back then he also couldn't work out why it continued to spread right after.

It all made sense to you now. "So I'm dying, fast, and nothing can be done about it besides a massive surgery?" You sadly laughed. Laugh or you'll cry they say. "It's not ideal" he commented, still staring at the floor.

You walked over and smacked your fists on the table. "Then just let me die, let me go back to my crew and die with them" you commanded. It was your only wish now. You didn't care for this surgery, you didn't care to live on anymore. "Don't say that" Law shouted back.

"Give me back to them today, I don't want to live anymore I am giving you permission to give up". He looked at you finally, now with an unreadable expression you hadn't seen from him before. "You're just going to throw your life away? What do you think Strawhat will say to that?" He countered. "When you went to Dressrosa with every intent to die, what did your crew say?" You quipped.

"How did you- Thats not the same" he shook his head standing from his chair. "Isn't it? It's not Luffy's life, it's mine. With the little I have left I want to be with them, not dead on a table in your submarine, take me back Law" you ordered. "You're not going to die, I won't let you" Law's voice was only getting louder and more desperate.

Tears streamed down your face now like gushing waterfalls. Your knees buckled and you went to the floor. "I need my crew Law, tell me you understand that right" your voice cracked with each new word you let out. It was like you hit a wall and all you could do was beg, you needed to be heard. "I'm going to die without them, I know it, I need them please Law" you begged. You brought your head to the floor.

You were on your hands and knees begging, just begging for your crew and Law didn't know what to make of it. He hadn't had much dealings with hysteria like this. In his panic he opened a room. "I will die, I'm dying" you cried out, clearly in some deep mental torment. He thought on what to do as you began repeating you were dying over and over, Law knew the choice he was about to make was the right one.

He expanded his room as large as he could until he found what he was looking for. "Shambles". In an instant some random desk clutter became a person. "Huh?" They looked around at their new surroundings. Noticing first Law out of breath at the strenuous use of his power. Then they heard it, you on the floor.

"Hey what's going on Traffy?" The person asked. "Comfort her" was all he said. No time was wasted, in a second you were engulfed into someone's embrace, a scent you recognised hit your nose and for a second you were able to gain your composure.

"Luffy?".