A/N: Hey Guys before we begin, just want to say, I own nothing in the fic that is to follow, hell not even the plot might be my own, never seen one like it but maybe you have?

Anyway, this will be my first One Piece fan fiction, I'm testing the waters so to say. Hope you enjoy! - Leafy

The sound of wailing sirens, shouted instructions, and desperate cries of those arriving with patients were a familiar background noise in the Emergency room of Heart Community Hospital. However, this did not mean that the residents of the department had gotten used to the gruesome sightings that came with it.

"Law!"

Steel gray eyes looked up from the rim of a cup of coffee, the name bringing him to attention and finding the source of the call.

"Law! Oh man, this one is bad. Beyond bad!" a flustered red-head stops before him wide eyes haunted by what he had seen, true as a doctor in the Emergency room he had seen some things but this..

Trafalgar Law said nothing as he placed down the cup and began to march towards the operating room while the shorter man filled him in on their newly arrived patient.

"We don't have all the details just yet, it's a miracle this man is still able to breathe!" he finished his words laced with genuine concern for the unnamed man.

A soft grunt left Law as he nodded understanding the situation and increasing the speed of his gait pushing past the doors of the operating room and almost faltering in his pace. The scent of burning flesh was overwhelming, assaulting his senses with the unpleasant stench. Law wasted no time in being disgusted and continued on to the sink beginning the ritual routine scrub of his hands. Easily he fell into the rhythm, the shuffling movements and clear voices registering in his mind as his gloves were placed to cover his arms up to his elbows, his mass of his dark hair covered in the surgeon cap, the lower part of his face covered in a sanitary mask. Turning he faltered once more. Shachi's words coming back to him "it's a miracle this man is still able to breathe!" The man on the operating table should have been dead, it was possibly sheer will that was still keeping him attached to this plane.

'Shit, get it together Law!' he scolded himself mentally as he marched forward to side of the man attached to so many machines, all the devices noisily beeping as the heart they monitored beat erratically. Now scorched patients weren't usually brought to a surgeon, however not only was he severely burned, but there was also a great fist sized crater in the middle of the mans chest.

"He's lost too much blood." a nurse stated monotonously as she ran to the nearest refrigerated cabinet and frantically searched for the mans blood type.

In the very same moment Law took hold of his scalpel, turned to face his patient and was set to delve into the others wound only to be frozen in his movements. A weak palm wrapped around his wrist, even through the latex Law could feel the excessively warmth of the others burned hand. Gray eyes met the dark glazed eyes of his patient, a saddened smile on the dying man's lips. Law was stunned the man was even conscious, if the pain itself wasn't enough to pull him away from the conscious plane, then surely the anesthetic would have done the job,

Those chapped lips moved but no words could be heard, at least not at first. Law knew he had to do everything in his power to save the man under him, yet he was being prevented from doing so. His ears strained to hear the deathly quiet whisper that followed the man's first attempt as he clearly fought the pull of the anesthetic being pumped into what was left of his system. "…Tell him…I.. I love him." the man wheezed a tear slipping from the corner of his eye, across his freckled skin and trailing off into his singed dark hair. "Sorry Luffy…" the last shuddered words took with them the last of his man's life as in that last second his strength gave out.

The hand that had been holding onto Law unceremoniously fell back to the white sheet under him. The piercing wail of the heart monitor slapped him out of his stupor as Law called out for the Heart Emulator.

This man was not going to die on him! Law would be damned if he let this man die now.

The equipment was brought over and the nurse from before had finally returned with the blood, she had been gone for no more than a minute yet in that minute disaster had struck.

Just as Law readied the Emulator another hand was placed on his own. "Its no use Law… his organs are damaged beyond repair, his heart gave out. Call it."

Steel eyes lowered as did his hands.. There were times when he hated his job.

Looking at the chart he sighed. "Portgas D. Ace, time of death Tuesday December 3rd 2014 11:01 p.m." The words echoed from his lips as someone recorded the information.

Looking down for the last time before Ace's body was covered with the white hospital sheet, Law couldn't help but notice the smallest hint of a smile on the man's features.

The surgeon left then, his hand angrily tearing the cap from his head, noting for the first time that a fine sheet of sweat had amounted on his hidden skin. The mask came off next as he disposed of them in the nearest waste basket, the latex gloves following. 'Maybe if I hadn't hesitated..' the thought floated in his brain, heavily slumping his shoulders. Trafalgar Law knew that there was always a chance a patient wouldn't make it, yet that didn't make the loss any less of a burden. What had happened to that man anyway to end up in that sort of state?!

His answer never came as Law was snapped out of his thoughts as a rushing man sped crashed into him, earning a death glare from the surgeon.

The pediatrician with a penguin decorated beanie winced as he gave Law a cautious smile.

"Sorry Law, I just got an urgent call from the patient in room 207." no sooner had the words left the younger man before a bellowing cry resounded across the halls.

Both doctors looked down the hall where people were rushing into a room, Penguin excused himself once more before dashing in the same direction.

"I need to see him! Where is he!" Law distinctly heard the pain cries of a boy.

However, this was not his jurisdiction. Law sighed and turned on his heel, he needed to make a report about his most recent patient he shouldn't be standing in the hallways.

Quiet footsteps led him away before a single grief-filled cry tugged at the surgeons gut making him stop dead in his tracks.

"ACE!"