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"You're supposed to be a doctor, Law!" Sanji barks, grabbing Law's shirt and spinning him around. "Fix her!"
Law glares at him, standing to his feet and towering over Sanji, he lays a hand on the cook's wrist and pries off his grip, "Did you not hear me? This is something I've never seen before. I may be a doctor but they didn't exactly teach prehistoric remedies as a prerequisite to becoming a fucking surgeon!"
Sanji growls, jerking his hand out of Law's grip, "Than what use are you?!"
"I don't see anyone else making her comfortable," Law bites back, turning away from him and kneeling down to recheck Nami's temperature. "We need to find a doctor, what ever this is… it's not good and she might…"
"Don't… don't say it…" Sanji mutters, the sound of a lighter flicking makes Law whip his head around to glare at him. Sanji glares back, taking his cigarette roughly out of his mouth and pointing at him, "Don't you fucking say that she could… could…"
"Die," Law barks, barring his teeth even as warm, calloused hand slides softly up to cup the back of his neck. Luffy's hand. "Yeah, Sanji-ya, she could fucking die. Now go tell Usopp-ya to get this ship moving in the direction of any damn island he can see!"
Sanji grunts angrily, the door slamming behind his stomping footsteps as he leaves. Law takes a deep breath as he looks back to Nami's pale, sweating face, Luffy's hand on the back of his neck a gentle and warm presence that keeps him steady as he replaces the cloth on her forehead with a fresh cool one.
"Do you think we can find a doctor, Torao?" Luffy asks, his thumb rubbing the small hairs on the back of his neck, sending a shiver down his spine.
"I hope so," Law murmurs, placing to fingers on Nami's wrist to feel her pulse, the beat is faster than her resting heartbeat. Her body is fighting with everything it's got against this infection. "She's a fighter, but without knowing what bit her, I can't tell how long we have or what I could give to help her."
"You're doing everything you can, Law," Vivi says quietly, making him glance over to where she's sitting at the end of the bed. "No one could have predicted that this would happen."
"Yeah," Law grunts softly, nodding his head and taking a deep breath. "Have you heard of any islands with doctors in this area, Vivi-ya?"
"I think so, but I don't know where we…"
The door slams open, making everyone jerk their heads towards it to see Usopp panting in the doorway.
"You're supposed to be manning the helm, what are you…"
"There's a ship!" Usopp pants, shaking his head and wringing his hands. "Not friendly, not friendly! Help!"
"Stay with Nami, Torao," Luffy says firmly, standing to his feet and nodding for Vivi to follow him.
Law sighs as the door closes softly behind them, Usopp's whines about guarding Nami too were ignored as Luffy drags him out onto the deck. He looks back at Nami across the bed, her lips are slightly chapped from her wet coughs and only a slight bit of color has come back in her face from the fresh cloth.
Law pauses his movements to grab another fresh cloth from the bucket when Nami groans, her eyes fluttering open and a small smile flickering on her face when she meets his eyes.
"Hey, why so glum Mr. Smartypants?" She whispers, coughing hoarsely and groaning when he doesn't let her sit up. "Why aren't you letting me get up? We need to…"
"You need to rest," Law says firmly, grabbing the glass of water from the side table and helping her take a sip of it. "We're going to find a doctor to get you some help."
"But you're a doctor, Law," Nami murmurs, taking one more sip of water before shaking her head and leaning back against the pillows. "Why can't you fix me?"
"Because you got bit by a prehistoric bug, Nami-ya, they didn't teach me that in medical school," Law teases, bringing the blanket up across her shoulders and placing the wet cloth back over her forehead.
"You didn't go to medical school," Nami whines, her eyes fluttering closed and a flicker of pain crossing over her face.
Law winces at the sight of it, "Just rest now, we'll get you some help soon."
Nami groans in affirmative before falling into a restful sleep, Law turns his head to the door, the sound of shouting and canon fire echoing behind the wood. His hand twitches for his sword when it all goes silent but then Luffy comes back into the room, smelling like smoke and a bit of soot on his cheek, the sight makes him relax.
"Any trouble?" Law asks, picking up the warm wet cloth and uses it to wipe Luffy's cheek when he kneels down next to him.
Luffy shakes his head, his eyes focused on Nami's sleeping face, "We spotted an island after dealing with the rogue pirates, we're heading for it now. Vivi is at the helm, she thinks that it's the island that's known for having good doctors."
"Let's hope she's right," Law says, looking back at Nami and feeling her quick pulse under his fingers. "For her sake."