Fic: Hiding Little Drops of Red (2/8)
Fandom: Star Trek: Reboot (Into Darkness)
Rating: PG
Pairings: Kirk/Spock/McCoy
Summary: McCoy discovers he has xenopolycythemia and decides not to inform his two lovers. He's a doctor, he's not supposed to tell them about things he can't fix.
Hiding Little Drops of Red
“For the last time, Jim, I am not releasing you! So get back in bed and stop bothering my staff!”
“Come on, Bones, it’s boring here!”
“It’s sickbay, Jim, we’re not here for your amusement! We’re here to make sure you heal properly.”
“Bones, look if I’m okay to walk around here why can’t I leave?”
“Because I’ve been treating you on this ship for almost five years, Jim, I know how you work. The minute you leave here you’re going to go straight to the bridge and work yourself to exhaustion. Then Spock will carry you back in here, where you’ll be stuck in bed with restraints for another week. I don’t need that kind of stress in my life right now so get your ass back in bed and stay there.”
Jim smirked and tilted his hips, running one hand along McCoy’s arm. “Is that an invitation, Bones?”
McCoy rolled his eyes. “Flirtin’ ain’t gonna get you out of here any faster, Jim, so knock it off.”
“Is something wrong, Leonard?”
McCoy jumped and Jim smiled over McCoy’s shoulder.
“Hey, Spock, how’s our ship?”
McCoy glared at Spock for sneaking in so quietly. Spock just stared back at him innocently and answered Jim’s question.
“Our course back to Earth remains on schedule, and crew morale has seen a 26.5% increase since news of your steady recovery.”
“See, Jim? The ship’s fine and the crew is fine when they know you aren’t on death’s doorstep. Now is that enough incentive to do as I say?”
“Leonard, I agree that Jim’s recovery is paramount, but surly I could watch him in our quarters?”
“No, Spock, he’s here until tomorrow, longer if he stays on his feet like this. Now I don’t care how you do it just get him back to bed and out of my hair,” McCoy said, rubbing his eyes as he tried to fight off a headache.
Sensing McCoy’s distress Spock quickly got Jim back to his room and McCoy finally managed to finish his rounds. Afterwards he ducked into the labs to check on his private test. Checking the readouts he could see that the new serum was almost complete. It was experimental barely out of the initial testing stages. He would never have even been on the list of eligible candidates for the treatment, if the one responsible for it wasn’t an old pal from his residency days and had pulled a few strings for him. Still from the looks of things it would be ready by the end of the week. It wouldn’t cure him, but it might buy him just a little bit more time.
Satisfied McCoy went out to check on Jim and found him and Spock in his room playing chess quietly. Jim was even resting in bed, propped up by several pillows.
McCoy sighed in frustration. He had dealt with Jim all day, trying to get him to rest and recover, and Spock had achieved that in fifteen minutes. He knew why though Spock and Jim were in sync. The first bumpy months before Khan had long since been smoothed out. They were the best command team in the fleet. Meanwhile he was just the guy who patched them up when they returned for their adventures bruised and broken, no matter how much they protested to his treatments. Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain as the old saying went.
Even now they had been making plans for what they would do when the five year mission was over. They were getting ready for the next great adventure. They didn’t have a kid back on Earth who they wanted to see again before she wasn’t a kid anymore. They were still young and optimistic it obviously hadn’t occurred to them that he wasn’t and wasn’t even sure if he wanted to go out into space again.
Well what he wanted or didn’t want wasn’t relevant now. Still Jim and Spock had started the relationship without him they could do that again. They would have to go on without him anyway and McCoy knew they could do it.
It hurt to think about that. Jim and Spock had been the first serious relationship he had since his divorce, hell if they had made it another year it would have lasted longer than his marriage. They weren’t going to get that chance now. It would be better for all of them like this though. To pull away now rather than having his lovers watch him waste away in front of them. Truly the best thing he could do for them was to let them love each other without him.
Rating: PG
Pairings: Kirk/Spock/McCoy
Summary: McCoy discovers he has xenopolycythemia and decides not to inform his two lovers. He's a doctor, he's not supposed to tell them about things he can't fix.
Hiding Little Drops of Red
“For the last time, Jim, I am not releasing you! So get back in bed and stop bothering my staff!”
“Come on, Bones, it’s boring here!”
“It’s sickbay, Jim, we’re not here for your amusement! We’re here to make sure you heal properly.”
“Bones, look if I’m okay to walk around here why can’t I leave?”
“Because I’ve been treating you on this ship for almost five years, Jim, I know how you work. The minute you leave here you’re going to go straight to the bridge and work yourself to exhaustion. Then Spock will carry you back in here, where you’ll be stuck in bed with restraints for another week. I don’t need that kind of stress in my life right now so get your ass back in bed and stay there.”
Jim smirked and tilted his hips, running one hand along McCoy’s arm. “Is that an invitation, Bones?”
McCoy rolled his eyes. “Flirtin’ ain’t gonna get you out of here any faster, Jim, so knock it off.”
“Is something wrong, Leonard?”
McCoy jumped and Jim smiled over McCoy’s shoulder.
“Hey, Spock, how’s our ship?”
McCoy glared at Spock for sneaking in so quietly. Spock just stared back at him innocently and answered Jim’s question.
“Our course back to Earth remains on schedule, and crew morale has seen a 26.5% increase since news of your steady recovery.”
“See, Jim? The ship’s fine and the crew is fine when they know you aren’t on death’s doorstep. Now is that enough incentive to do as I say?”
“Leonard, I agree that Jim’s recovery is paramount, but surly I could watch him in our quarters?”
“No, Spock, he’s here until tomorrow, longer if he stays on his feet like this. Now I don’t care how you do it just get him back to bed and out of my hair,” McCoy said, rubbing his eyes as he tried to fight off a headache.
Sensing McCoy’s distress Spock quickly got Jim back to his room and McCoy finally managed to finish his rounds. Afterwards he ducked into the labs to check on his private test. Checking the readouts he could see that the new serum was almost complete. It was experimental barely out of the initial testing stages. He would never have even been on the list of eligible candidates for the treatment, if the one responsible for it wasn’t an old pal from his residency days and had pulled a few strings for him. Still from the looks of things it would be ready by the end of the week. It wouldn’t cure him, but it might buy him just a little bit more time.
Satisfied McCoy went out to check on Jim and found him and Spock in his room playing chess quietly. Jim was even resting in bed, propped up by several pillows.
McCoy sighed in frustration. He had dealt with Jim all day, trying to get him to rest and recover, and Spock had achieved that in fifteen minutes. He knew why though Spock and Jim were in sync. The first bumpy months before Khan had long since been smoothed out. They were the best command team in the fleet. Meanwhile he was just the guy who patched them up when they returned for their adventures bruised and broken, no matter how much they protested to his treatments. Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain as the old saying went.
Even now they had been making plans for what they would do when the five year mission was over. They were getting ready for the next great adventure. They didn’t have a kid back on Earth who they wanted to see again before she wasn’t a kid anymore. They were still young and optimistic it obviously hadn’t occurred to them that he wasn’t and wasn’t even sure if he wanted to go out into space again.
Well what he wanted or didn’t want wasn’t relevant now. Still Jim and Spock had started the relationship without him they could do that again. They would have to go on without him anyway and McCoy knew they could do it.
It hurt to think about that. Jim and Spock had been the first serious relationship he had since his divorce, hell if they had made it another year it would have lasted longer than his marriage. They weren’t going to get that chance now. It would be better for all of them like this though. To pull away now rather than having his lovers watch him waste away in front of them. Truly the best thing he could do for them was to let them love each other without him.