Adventures of the Roronoa Family

Jealous Heart

A/N: This chapter is based off a suggestion from penny1990 on Ao3 for after Robin and Law find old Wano and some themes of jealousy. This chapter was originally a 2 part one shot and was one of the ones I have had finished for a while. After putting final touches on it, I figured I'd just combine the 2 parts into one. In doing so I went overboard with expanding the detail and dialogue. Now this chapter has over 11,700 words 😅

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The battle's commotion had dwindled by the time Robin burst into a huge, destroyed room, Olivia clinging tightly to her. The air was filled with dust and the smell of smoke—a testament to the fierce conflict that had raged for hours. Her heart pounded not only from the sprint but from a surge of relief as Luffy's victory over Kaido was confirmed. Yet, her mind was clouded with worry for Zoro, who had been in his toughest fight yet—his fight against King. Zoro's whereabouts were still unknown to her.

Olivia's small hands gripped her mother's dress, her presence a comforting weight amid the chaos. As they continued into the vast space, Robin's eyes darted across the scene, searching desperately for the familiar green of his hair or the glint of his swords. The room was scattered with the weary bodies of friends and foes alike, some nursing wounds, others sharing muted celebrations.

"Mommy, where's Daddy?" The 4-year-old's voice was small against the vastness of the room, her words filled with both fatigue and concern.

"I'm not sure, sweetheart, but we'll find him," Robin assured her, her voice steady though her heart was anything but. She moved swiftly through the crowd, her eyes scanning each face, her mind automatically noting who was missing besides Zoro.

As they maneuvered through the room, Robin's anxiety grew. She spotted Nami and Tama standing with Usopp. Brook, Sanji, and Jinbei weren't too far off as the crew talked to Yamato.

"Zoro!" Robin called out, her voice carried across the room, cutting through the low conversations and groans of the injured. Her call went unanswered, lost in the sounds of recovery and camaraderie.

Olivia tightened her grip, sensing her mother's growing distress. "It's okay, Mommy, Daddy will be here, he promised!" she said with hope, trying to reassure her mother.

Just as Robin was about to call out again, a small, familiar voice called back from the other side of the room.

"Robin!" Chopper called out as soon as he spotted her. His voice carried a weight that immediately sank Robin's heart.

With Olivia securely in her arms, Robin quickened her steps, her mind racing with dreadful possibilities. As they approached, Franky looked up, his face unusually somber. "I... I'm sorry, Robin. When I found him... I wasn't sure if he... He might not..." Franky couldn't finish as he stepped aside to reveal Zoro lying motionless, his appearance shockingly pallid against the cold ground.

Robin's breath hitched in her throat at the sight of her husband, so vulnerable and battered. Her instincts screamed to rush to his side, but she hesitated, a protective arm keeping Olivia from turning. She couldn't let her daughter see Zoro like this—not when he looked more dead than alive, his usual aura reduced to a faint flicker.

Turning her head, Robin sought out Nami, who had been watching the exchange from a few feet away. Their eyes met, and without needing to speak, Nami approached. "Nami, could you and Tama take Olivia for a little bit?" Robin asked, her voice trembling slightly as she tried to hold in her tears just a few moments longer.

"Of course, Robin," Nami replied gently, reaching out to lift Olivia from Robin's arms. "Come on, Livy, let's see if we can play some games with Tama," she said with a warm smile, trying to distract the littlest Roronoa.