It was nerve racking once Law finished up his operation on you, the operation that replaced your heart and legs. You went into a coma afterwards, which in fact wasn't anxiety inducing at all for the Surgeon. You went into a coma the last time as well, the first time Law had operated on you back when you both first met, awaking a week afterwards just after your body had adjusted to the new heart. That heart was healthy, very very strong like an athlete. The pink organ lasted yourself a little over three months. Law expects the same results with your new one as well. Except... After you went into that coma and hadn't awakened after seven days time, Law couldn't waste anymore time and hesitantly went on a little trip that called for his complete attention. Law never wanted to leave you behind, but his hands were forced. He came back two weeks later to find out you awoke from that death like state just one day before.

Your awakening was a true relief, it brought his heart ease. Except, it pained Law to deliver news that he had acquired from his business trip. You sat up within the bed, Law's bed, with a tired gentle smile. "So where'd you go?' You asked with pure curiosity. "Penguin and Shachi told me you had to meet up with a goat?' You couldn't help but to snicker at your own words.

"Yes," Law agreed. "Caesar Clown over in Punk Hazard."

"Wh-what!?" You gasped. "I learned about him when I was training in the Cipher Pol units. We were taught that he died-"

"He faked his death," Law glared at you. "While I was gone I met up with the guy, did some good deeds, then took him into custody where he's now sitting as a captive on the Straw Hat's ship," you blinked, taking in every word the man spoke like a delicacy on the tongue. Although, the mention of Caesar Clown the infamous chemist and partner to Dr. Vegapunk wasn't even the most surprising part of that entire conversation.

You glanced off to the side for a second. "Okay... Two questions."

"Proceed," Law bowed his head.

"One... Why did you take Caesar Captive? And two... Why are the Straw Hat's involved? Based on my understanding they don't play friendly with others," yeah, that much you figured. After hearing about CP9's defeat against the Straw Hats more than two years back, you thought of the crew as monsters. How can a crew of eight (with Cyborg Franky included) successfully take on the entire unit of government monsters trained since they were children to be the Government's trump card? That question alone made you realize that because the Straw Hat's beat up the strongest Government Unit, you were thrown into experiments to surpass the crew single handedly...

Law was aware of your realization well before you even came to that conclusion. The man figured that out weeks ago when he tried to figure out why your body was on this weird Overdrive that made you as light as a feather, move at lightning speed, heal at blinding rates, and have the strength of ten men behind your swings. The experiment wore down your heart at extraordinary rates, the government wanted to recreate Straw Hat Luffy's Gear Second and became successful. It was Gear 2nd and 3rd that defeated Rob Lucci, the strongest of CP9 over two years back. No doubt you're blaming Luffy right now for ruining your life.

"I asked for an Alliance with Mugiwara-ya," Law admits all the while expecting backlash from you but never received such words of hatred. "He's helping me take down Warlord Doflamingo, Caesar Clown is just a pawn we needed to capture in order to force Doflamingo into a Checkmate..."

"I understand," you bowed your head. "I've met Doflamingo in person... I agree that he needs to be taken down."

"Why have you conversed with the man in pink?" There was a cold glare placed upon you.

"Again... It was necessary in my training to be in the CP units to meet with all the Warlords," you sighed. "Just in case a Warlord steps out of line and needs to be put back or disposed of, it was the job of the Cipher Pol units and the other Warlords to make sure it happens. So... While meeting the Warlords, we also learn of their weaknesses. Doflamingo... Had none that I could figure out," you regret to admit, he were a shady man who knew how to keep his secrets hidden even in plain sight. "The other Warlords were easy to figure out though!"

"Oh really?" Law smirked.

"Crocodile's only weakness is water. Water of all kinds. Not because he's a devil fruit user, but because his devil fruit is both sand and water absorption. Sand absorbs water like crazy turning it into more of a solid which takes away his logia abilities," Law hummed with a subtle interest in the subject.

"Continue," Law motioned with his inked hand.

"Buggy, you tie up his body parts that way he cannot separate his body," you threw your head back thinking more in depth with the conversation. "Boa Hancock, her devil fruit won't work if her target doesn't like her in one form or another..." And then you rambled on and on about the weaknesses of the other Warlords current and past from Mihawk, Moriah, Jinbei, and Kuma just to come to the last one to join their ranks. "Well... And then there's you," you hummed wearing a cocky little smile that tugged at the corners of your lips. Law learned forwards from his spot at the end of your mattress truly intrigued with what weakness you may or may not come up with for him. "Besides your hatred for Doflamingo... I'd say your weakness is me."

Law blinked. Even though it was a wild guess, you saw right through him. "The secret's out," he chuckled much to his delight.

"Why else have you dedicated yourself to me, let me join your crew, we sleep in the same bed," there you went, listing off the many ways Law were genuine to a woman such as yourself. "I also figured out that pet name you gave me," you smirked and some life drained from Law's face. "I never thought of you as a man to give nicknames... Crystal... Quite an adorable name."

"Who told you?" Law groaned.

"Nobody," you state. "I gave my new legs a spin yesterday and came across a japanese dictionary mixed in with your medical textbooks," it was gonna happen sooner or later. Law ignored the fact you now knew the meaning behind your nickname.

"I'm assuming you enjoy the your new legs."

"Enjoy them?" You giggled. "I can walk and dance and much more!" You exclaimed getting out of bed and spinning around once upon your tiptoes. It was the first time Law had experienced you and your true height, he were already a tall man as it was. When you faced Law head on, your forehead reached just below his chin as a total height. "For a while I was beginning to think I couldn't walk ever again... Thanks to you, I can do much much more than I could before!" You giggled snatching Law by his wrist. The action took him before surprise once you threw him around trying to get the Surgeon to dance along just for the heck of it. Even after a good minute of constant persuasion, Law was a lost cause.

Law fixed his clothes, even going as far as to drop off his leopard hat atop the foot of the bed. "I gotta leave again. Caesar needs to be delivered in a specific matter of time," the explanation came without warning as he shed out of his heavy black and yellow winter coat that touched his knees to leave himself shirtless as he picked out another lighter coat for his journey ahead. The winter coat was really torn up for some odd reason, was his meeting in Punk Hazard troublesome?

Law wasn't kidding, you thought, hungrily watching as the ravenette changed before your eyes. He slipped himself into a lighter coat very similar to his winter one he just tucked away within the closet. This coat in particular had the same length as the last one, an orange and white striped band on his left sleeve, and his crew's jolly roger printed upon his backside. Law decided to leave the coat open in front, leaving himself shirtless and showing off those impressive inked designs upon his tanned chest. Anger built within your chest, leaving your hands to ball themselves up with a pain to shoot up and into your shoulder.

"Where are you going this time?" You asked, resting your head upon one hand, tapping your jaw with your index finger.

"Dressrosa," Law huffed, throwing his turquoise sword to rest over his shoulder. "I need you and the rest of the crew to go ahead and wait for me in Zou. I don't wish to put the rest of my crew in danger-"

"I'm going with you," you stated as a fact, earning hatred filled looks from Law.

"No. You're not," the man spun around to make way for the door. A split second decision took place before you encased the exit within a glossy transparent crystal that etched the floor from where you stomped. Law stopped dead in his tracks, a vein on the verge of popping from his forehead. "God damn it Kessho..." Law cursed pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Why can't I go?" You tut, stepping forwards.

"I'm not endangering you any further than I already have," Law craned his neck grabbing a stack of papers from a table within his room. Based on the color of the parchment, a dirty mustard brown, they were Bounty Posters. "After my stunt in Punk Hazard, I'm no longer a Warlord and the Government is very much aware that you're alive. Not on my crew, but alive," Law fumbled with the posters before picking out one in particular. He held the poster out to you, and there you were inked upon the page.

"That's my roster photo back when I worked with the Government," you sighed taking the parchment from Law's hands.

"Since when were you a Revolutionary?" Law spits.

"Since never!" You squeaked.

"That's what your poster says," Law continued his glare.

"I got thrown into experiments because the Revolutionary Army sunk my ship two years back," you growled, realizing your poster indeed claimed that you were a Revolutionary. "I survived the attack but one of my comrades overheard Dragon offering me a place in his army. I declined but clearly one talk with Dragon and magically I'm a traitor!!!"

"Calm down," Law reassured taking you gently by the hand. "I understand that you aren't a Revolutionary, doesn't get past the fact that you aren't tagging along with me to Dressrosa. Now take down your crystals so I can leave. Mugiwara-ya and his crew await me outside," yeah he probably should have chose his words more carefully.

"No!" You exclaimed with a wicked smirk. "I told you that I am coming with you. If not well... Looks like you'll be living the next two weeks in here," truth was you had no clue as to how you could clear away the crystals you had created to block the exit. You haven't used your devil fruit once since the escape from the laboratory about a month or two back. Your legs was stuck to the floor, encased in crystals...

"Kessho, I'm doing this for your own good-"

"Why can't I go?" You repeated. "I used to be a CP agent. And I was quite literally built to be the World's most dangerous weapon. Not like I can't protect myself... Let me go," yes, you've resorted to begging. It was all or nothing now.

"Only because you gave me a valid argument," you went wide eyes to Law's sudden compliance. It brought a smirk across his lips.

"Highly doubt that," you turned around and lied.

"I forgot how capable you are of protecting yourself," Law regrets to admit. How could he forget the awakening of your devil fruit powers? He nearly died that day. "Besides... You can get your powers under control while we're with the Straw Hats. And... I might as well show you where I grew up if you don't mind."

"I don't mind at all," you awed. "Thank you for changing your mind Law! You've... You've became ten times more open with your feelings ever since my surgery. Is there a reason behind that?" Besides his confession, you couldn't really pinpoint any other possibilities.

"I almost lost you when in operation... Made me realize that I'm just as human as you," where's Law going with this? "I've been carrying some baggage with me ever since I was a child. It kept me from seeing the big picture. I don't want to loose a woman of whom I've came to love. So..."

"So you have been holding back your feelings," you awed. "I've always wondered why you were so distant from your own crew let alone me. I'm assuming you've lost someone in the past and now you're afraid to create relationships." No words were needed, a wordless nod of his head was all you needed. All so slowly, that realization must've effected not only your heart but your body as well. The crystals on the wall retracted within the moment, following the trail back to your leg where it absorbed the crystals one after the other.

"Are devilfruits sensitive to emotions?"

"Clearly yours are," Law snickered. "Remember it was your angered outburst that massacred nearly everyone back at the lab."

"Don't remind me..." Your cheeks flushed pink.

"We better meet up with Mugiwara-ya outside," your boyfriend suggested.

"Yeah," you agreed and followed Law outside of which the grand Thousand Sunny were docked right beside Law's golden submarine. You were speechless, this were your true crossing over from Government to Pirate Outlaw.

"Ya coming Kessho?" Law hummed snapping you out of your daze. He had his hand held out towards you while he stood within the deck of the Sunny to help you aboard. Although hesitant, you lied your hand upon his.

"I'm ready," you grinned. Law smirked, tugging you onto the Sunny where it made a quick depart. You were greeted with an array of New faces filled with glee.

"Oh wow a pretty woman!!!" A blonde man danced around with hearts in his eyes.

"This the girl you talked about?" You grew alarmed to the appearance of a busty orange haired woman offering her hand to you. Her wrist had a log pose suited for the New World. Law nodded to the girl's claim.

"Oh crap she's taken," the blonde snapped out of his fit of chivalry. Yet he came up to you anyways. "Nice to meet you m'lady."

"Same goes to you," you giggled.

"Nami, we got a problem!" A large man with mechanical arms hollered above the sea of pirates who introduced themselves to you one after another.

"Crap, well we can talk later," Nami waved before running off.

"You haven't even met Mugiwara-ya. Keep your powers in check," Law warned you, and all you could do was gulp down the lump that formed within your throat.