Prompt: Spock, McCoy - Pride and Prejudice
Strike a Deal
″He what?″ Leonard would swear he could feel steam erupting from his ears.
″I'm sorry, Doctor McCoy. Commander Spock stated that his injuries were minor and that we should focus our efforts on the rest of the landing party. He said he would return later for treatment.″ Christine's voice revealed slight irritation at Spock's self-diagnosis, but her steady hands never wavered in her treatment of Ensign Callum's head laceration.
″We'll see about that,″ snarled Leonard as he grabbed s tricorder and headed for the door. He'd finished assessment of the rest of the landing party contingent and handed their care over to his staff. Spock was the only holdout.
Leonard stalked into Spock's cabin after receiving permission to enter and very nearly grabbed the vulcan by his pointed ear to drag him back to the med bay – where any idiot with minimally-treated phaser burns ought to be – before he noticed what Spock held in his hands. ″Reading fluffy romances, Spock? I hadn't thought you the type.″
Spock raised an eyebrow, the effect somewhat blunted by the remnants of his injuries still decorating his exposed skin. ″My mother professed enjoyment in reading this novel and termed it a classic. She read it to me numerous times in my childhood and used it as a learning tool for the better understanding of human behaviors.″
″Classic learning tool or not it's still a fluffy romance, or so I hear.″ Despite his words, McCoy's voice held no bite.
″You have not read it, Doctor?″
″Nope. Not on the required reading lists when I was in school, Mr. Spock.″ McCoy paused, an idea blooming in his mind. ″Let's make a deal. You return to med bay so I can finish caring for your injuries and while you lie there like a good little vulcan, I'll let you educate on the wonders of Austen.″
Spock appeared to weigh the comparative benefits of objecting to Leonard's description of him and obtaining a semi-captive audience in a discussion of literature. ″Very well, Doctor. We have an agreement.″