All I can say is- I just had to do this. ^_^

Imagining Luffy's reaction is what really inspired this final chapter, along with Law's, too. I'm not going to summarize this one, so just read and find out- I won't be surprised if some of you figure it out immediately, but it doesn't matter, I'm still torturing Traffy with it. :p

To my few reviewers thus far- thanks a bunch, and Innocent Law- I do that all the time at work, what's worse is when I get an idea like this one, or the last chapter, in the middle of the work day and end up snorting for what appears to be no reason at all; at least when I'm reading something on my phone my boss can blame it on that- he's learned not to question what I'm thinking of when I do it at random though. I'm so happy to have an understanding boss. :D

It was impossible. Absolutely impossible.

Law stared at the fuming woman before him, his mouth agape in shock and disbelief, his mind running through every possible scenario of how this could ever come to be happening to him, to her- to them.

"Well…" Nami growled expectantly, crossing her arms over her chest as she glared at him, one foot tapping in her impatience.

"…" The doctor's jaw dropped a little more as he attempted to call forth some sort of intelligent response but came up empty.

"Answer Nami-swan, you shitty doctor!" Sanji hollered as he came flying in to deliver a hard downward kick to the man's head, Law just aware enough to still be capable of blocking it as he lifted his long sword automatically, shielding his head from any damage while pushing away the enraged man.

"Are you sure?" He finally asked; gulping in fear as his single question seemed to be the wrong thing to say.

"Of course I'm sure you idiot!" Nami screamed, throwing one of Zoro's boots at his head as she did so. He wasn't quite sure how she came to possess the swordsman's shoe, or why she chose that particular projectile, but that's what happened; he even spied the green haired first mate napping a few feet away: sans boot. It didn't really matter anyway, he was once again too far gone into shock (and fear of the angry woman) to dodge, and found himself with a nice bruise in the shape of the boot's tread forming on his forehead.

"Shishishi," Luffy laughed while walking up to the other captain, throwing an arm around the stunned man's shoulders, "looks like you're gonna be a part of the family, Traffy."

Law felt like he had just been hit with Luffy's conqueror's haki, and didn't have the fortitude to withstand it. He could have sworn he was foaming at the mouth as it once again hung open, his eyes darting from Nami's angry face, to her just barely rounded stomach, and back up again.

There really was no way this was possible. He swore he used protection every time they met; well, there was that one drunken tryst in the back room of a bar a few months back, but otherwise he made sure to do everything possible to prevent this very thing from happening.

Sure he liked the woman, and very well might someday admit that the feelings had ventured beyond that of general attraction, but to see her with his child was just not something he wanted right then and there, and he had a lot of reasons for that.

First and foremost was the fact that he was captain of the Heart Pirates, a crew that very well should be the Straw Hat's rival if it weren't for their ongoing alliance. Eventually the alliance would have to break, despite any lingering feelings between he and the navigator, because both he and Luffy wanted the same thing- One Piece. There was also Nami's goal to take into consideration- she wanted to draw a map of the world, while helping make Luffy pirate king, and a child would certainly get in the way of that.

This just couldn't be happening, and judging by Nami's angry face, she wasn't too thrilled with the idea either.

"So, what are you going to do about this?" Nami asked as he seemed to be regaining some awareness of his surroundings again. Unfortunately her question only sent him back into an endless string of thoughts on the impossibility of the situation, Luffy's remark of "you're gonna be family" ringing in the background as he quickly lost consciousness.

Trafalgar Law awoke with a start, sitting up in bed, a hand covering his mouth as he breathed in and out deeply. His body was covered in a light sheen of sweat, beads trickling down his forehead before he moved to wipe them away. With a few blinks he took in his surroundings: his simple bedroom abroad his submarine, the sounds of the hull adjusting to the sea's pressure, and the light breathing of Nami sleeping next to him.

His eyes drifted nervously down to the woman, taking in her gentle face before moving down her body to rest on her partially exposed stomach. Law felt his hand twitch as it began to reach out, pausing when the woman groaned in her sleep before rolling onto her back. As soon as she was peaceful again, he resumed his hand's journey to her flesh, lightly running his fingers over her flat stomach. Normally the light twitching of her muscles would be urging him on towards far more pleasurable experiences, but at that time he had a mission to complete.

While the navigator seemed to sleep on, he lowered his hand to the area her uterus should lay and pushed down firmly.

Apparently Nami didn't much care for the impromptu examination.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" The angry woman yelled out, one hand balled into a fist while the other nursed her abused stomach.

"Just checking something," Law answered while trying to ignore the painful throbbing coming from the newest bump on his head. "Has your appetite been different lately?"

"Huh? No."

"Fatigue?"

"No."

"Persistent nausea, usually in the mornings?"

"…No..."

"Tenderness in your breasts?"

"…"

"When was your last period?"

"I'm not pregnant you idiot!"

Law fell back in bed again, a hand sweeping down his face as he breathed a sigh of relief. Once he felt settled again he chanced a glance at the woman sitting up next to him, who seemed incredibly annoyed with his sudden paranoia, and didn't bother restraining her fiery glare.

"Sorry… dream," he tried to explain, gaining a sigh from Nami as she forced herself to calm down.

"It's okay," she said after a moment of peace, meeting Law's tired gaze before continuing, "I've had a few of those. It's not fun asking Chopper for an exam afterwards."

Law snorted in amusement before reaching to pull her down next to him, leaning over to kiss her before settling into his pillow. He just laid there and grinned at her, brushing his hand thru her hair as she giggled at his sudden mood change.

"Maybe someday," he admitted to her quietly, shocking Nami with his roundabout confession. "I mean, after One Piece and you get your map of the world made."

"Hmmm, maybe," she agreed with a small nod, burrowing her blushing face against his chest to his utmost amusement.

"In the meantime," Law began again, his teasing tone causing the young woman to peek up at his smug smirk, "I think we need to get you back in that uniform a few more times, you know, before you lose your figure with a kid."

He didn't have any more dreams that night after Nami knocked him unconscious.

And I say this is complete now... so hopefully that means I can focus on the other LaNa story I have in planning- already have 4 chapters written, not quite sure what the final length might be, but I'll start posting that soon enough. :D