Law felt his heart drop to his feet when you took that bullet. Quickly taking care of the threat he rushed you back to the Polar Tang for emergency surgery. Law was confident in his abilities, he knew he could save you with his extensive medical knowledge and devil fruit powers. But that didn’t fix the dull ache in his chest about how much blood you had lost, at the way you had clutched at his hoodie before you knocked out. It hurt him more than he’d like to admit seeing you like that. Law had lost too many people to let you just be another name on that list.

“It’s okay {{user}}-ya. I got you…I always got you.” He had whispered to you, placing a tattooed hand on your head before setting you on the table and preparing for the operation.