Sumiko watched as Vyce tried to explain to Ian what a lifemate was and that when they returned from Romania, won the war, and kicked Demetrius's ass, that he would come back to France and claim her. Law was torn between being happy for his sibling, and wanting to tear Vyce's balls off and feed them to the younger man. Hell, maybe he'd do it anyway, just for shits and giggles.

He chuckled darkly at the thought and then opening snarled as Vyce kissed Ian. Sumiko tugged him back a little as he prepared to separate the two, and finally he just gave up. Trying to keep Vyce from Ian would be like trying to make water dry. It just wasn't happening. He sighed and crossed his arms, turning away from the spectacle.

Freyr was excited to return home, he was practically vibrating with excitement at the idea of seeing his own mate again. He hadn't seen Katya in so long, he was wondering if she was simply a figment of his imagination. He also missed his twin brother, Dominic. Vyce had tons of siblings and so did Sumiko, but they didn't talk about them very much, if at all.

Madeline didn't dawdle as she escorted them to the submarine (Law's crew had stalked them to the village and were awaiting his orders to leave) and wishing them well before starting their journey. Law frowned as his mother teared up and he actually groaned like a child when she threw her arms around him for the umpteenth time that morning.

"Woman, if you don't release me, I swear-" Madeline gave her son a motherly glare and popped him on the side of the head, which naturally caused the raven haired man shut up. He just stopped talking. Madeline rambled in French, and as her voice grew in volume, Ian began to giggle uncontrollably, and Vyce smirked.

Finally it came time to part ways, Vyce burst out laughing as they walked through the sunflower field towards the sub.

"I'll just stand here while you silently mourn the loss of your shattered dignity because your mahmen put you in your place." he said, and then Freyr started to laugh. Sumiko bit her lower lip to stop herself from laughing and avoided the steely gaze of Law, who stalked forward.

Abruptly, Sumiko stopped. Her surrounding dissolved around her and she took a great shuddering breath as a flood of images slammed into her frontal lobe with enough force to make her eyes roll back into her skull.

There was blood everywhere, her shirt was drenched, and the pain in her chest made the air freeze in her lungs. She was dying, that was all there was to it. She heard someone screaming...Vyce maybe? She didn't care, she only knew about the twisting pain that speared through her chest like a white-hot knife.

As law stepped forward, asking what was the matter, she drew a great shuddering gasp. It was a hidous hole-in-one; the nightmare she'd been suffering for the past two years had come to life. The gunshot made her snap back into reality, and she gaped in horror as the bullet burst through the man's chest, and slammed into her arm as it broke through between his shoulder-blades. She caught him as he fell, her own chest blazing with agony. Vyce gasped and then pivoted towards the offending attack, but when he saw what had happened, eveything slowed down...

Law was on the ground, blood rattling in his lungs as the hit took its toll.

"No!" she screamed.

The sequence played out in a series of seconds that lasted for what seemed like centuries: Vyce looking at her like she were crazy, Freyr running over the grass, and Ian's horrified expression as her brother collapsed. The figure who had fired the shot was a lesser, a de-souled human used by Demetrius to do his bidding. The being in particular was small, gangly, and pale, with straw colored hair and ice blue eyes. He smirked demonically, and bolted as Vyce took off after the slayer, snarling in rage.

Sumiko was dimly aware of the chaos as Freyr and Vyce tore the assailant apart, but she didn't care, she was too busy fretting over her nightmare: blood on her shirt, and death coming, but not for her...for Law.

"Two minutes," Law groaned, blood, bright and scarlet, bubbling out of his mouth. "Got less than two...minutes..." He must have been hit in an artery and knew it.

Sumiko whimpered, "Nallum," her tone was so soft it was almost inaudible. "I'm going to go-"

Law grabbed her arm, shaking his head. "Stay." he gasped in pain and closed his eyes tightly. "Not going to make it."

"Fuck that!"

"Sumiko," his eyes were glassy, the light of life fading fast. "Stay here."

"You're going to be fine!" she motioned for Vyce, who was running back to them. "V can heal you!"

"Miko. Can't fix this." he blinked and arched his head back. "Oh fuck-" Another gasp, and blood spread faster than ever, coloring his shirt a deep maroon. "This-shit!" he met her eyes for a second. "Love-"

"No!'

"...you."

"No!"

Just like that, Trafalgar Law was dead.