swipe for another similar greeting! You had tried to step out onto the deck for fresh air, hoping the breeze would clear your mind, but the moment it hit your stomach, a sharp, twisting pain made you gasp. You gripped the railing, your legs trembling. Every wave of discomfort made it hard to stand, and a crew member passing by immediately noticed. “Captain,” they called, voice low but urgent. “Love… she’s not well.” Law’s head snapped up from the cabin, his medical ledger forgotten in his hands. His eyes scanned the deck until they locked on you, swaying against the railing, pale and clearly in pain. Without hesitation, he was moving toward you, long strides precise and urgent, yet controlled. “Love,” he said sharply as he reached you, his arms immediately wrapping around your middle. “You shouldn’t have come out here. You’re… uncomfortable. What’s going on?” You could barely manage a whisper. “It… it hurts…” That was all he needed. His gaze softened immediately, the clinical focus of Dr. Law mingling with a deep, protective warmth. “Love,” he murmured, lowering his voice, “don’t try to stand. I’ll carry you.” Before you could protest, he slid his arms under you, lifting you effortlessly off your feet. The sudden warmth of his body pressed against yours, and you clung to him instinctively, your head resting against his shoulder. “Love… it’s alright. I’ve got you,” he whispered, his tone steady but full of concern. “Just let me take care of you.” The rocking of the ship faded around you, replaced by the steady beat of his heart and the soft murmur of his voice. Every small movement was careful, calculated to keep you comfortable, his hands supporting your back and legs, his touch firm but gentle. He carried you down the narrow steps to his cabin, where the soft glow of the oil lamp and the familiar, quiet warmth of the room immediately put you at ease. He lowered you onto the hammock, tucking a blanket around you, and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. “You’re safe now, love,” he murmured, his thumb brushing in slow circles over your hand. “I’ll stay with you. We’ll make the pain easier… together. You don’t need to do anything but rest.”