Okay, so this was probably a bad time to think of this story, but I wanted to post it so that way I would finish it rather than leaving it on my computer to rot like most of my other stories.

It is bad timing because I probably won't be able to update as often as I would like since I'm going to be taking a summer college course (starts in less than a month) and I probably won't be able to concentrate on anything but the work I'm given since it's a class that would usually take a full school year but this one only lasts for about 4 and 1/2 weeks (sounds insane but the way they set it up makes sense).

Anyway, now that I've bored you with that, I'll tell you a little bit about the story (Sorry if the timeline is a little funny where McCoy is concerned... I tried to get everything to fit)

The girl is my Original Character that I use in almost all my Star Trek stories (I haven't posted any others but I might someday) and she is the younger sister of Jim Kirk (by about two years). Her role tends to change depending on the story, but here she's just a teenager on the brink of adulthood.

McCoy has just finished Med School and is a doctor (this is the first hospital he works at). He and his wife are going through a rough patch in their marriage (I think we all know how that ends) so he uses work as a kind of vacation from his marriage problems to focus on helping other people and their problems.

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Star Trek and, no matter how much I wish I do, I never will.

Characters: McCoy and a bunch of OCs (You see a little bit of the Kirk family too)

Genre: Friendship (Maybe a little bit of Angst?)

2 April 2253- Region previously known as 'Georgia'

The doors opened automatically to allow a family of five into the lounge of the Benjamin M. Jones Hospital. Dr. Leonard McCoy, sitting behind a desk at the reception counter, watched as the father, a man who was obviously the product of many years of service to Starfleet, approached the counter and quietly took care of whatever business needed to be attended to. McCoy glanced over at the rest of the family and took note of their actions as he figured this would be the first case in his new career he would be head doctor of.

The mother, a slim, blonde haired woman with a kind face, looked rather nervous and distressed, obviously affected by whatever it was that caused their family to come to the hospital. She fidgeted with the suitcase until the oldest son took her hand in his. She smiled weakly up at his sympathetic face.

The oldest son, who could have passed for his father's twin had there not been an age difference, had brownish-gold hair (McCoy noted that all three children and their father had this color hair) that was slightly longer than his father's and younger brother's. He must have been somewhere in his late-twenties, early-thirties.

Next was the younger son. There was no doubt that he was closely related to the older son and father as they all looked extremely similar. He wore a hard facial expression but McCoy could tell that he was deeply worried underneath. He was perhaps twenty; still young but old enough to take care of himself. The young man glanced at his sister for the shortest of moments with a sad look, though it was obvious he was trying to hide it, on his face.

Finally, McCoy looked at the sister who was the most interesting by far. She did not share the look of concern or sorrow the rest of her family had. Instead, she wore a rather happy, interested facial expression as she turned the page of her book. Next to her she had a guitar case and a very full looking backpack. She had glasses on her face, a rare thing to see with all the advanced medicines and eye surgery techniques they had available, a purple tank top with silver designs traveling diagonally in strips (strips that reminded McCoy of the old barber shop poles he saw in the historic parts of Georgia when he was younger) on her thin torso, light blue denim shorts on, and yellow flip flops on her feet. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun with long strands of hair that didn't quite stay hanging out lazily.

McCoy's attention was quickly diverted to the father again when the man walked back to his family and picked up one of the suitcases. McCoy realized whoever the patient was (he was betting it would be the girl) would be staying at the hospital for a while to receive better, more convenient care. The father followed one of the nurses down a hallway as the rest of the family followed quickly behind. McCoy turned to the girl and found she looked slightly irritated she had been disturbed from her reading.

McCoy tapped a few buttons on his computer console to bring up any patients the hospital was bringing in (which was very few, even for a specialized hospital such as this) and looked for long term patients. He was just about to look through the files when he heard a voice bark at him.

"Dr. McCoy," Dr. Jane Hartell said as she neared the desk he was currently sitting at. Dr. Hartell was the kind of woman who looked like she would break your neck for messing with her. She was the Chief of Staff at the hospital and was a very no nonsense person. Dr. Hartell was very well-known for her stern manner but in the month he had been at her (or at least, she acted like it was her hospital and was very proud of its prestige) hospital, McCoy heard her crack a few jokes and saw her give a smile to a patient or two from time to time.

"Yes, doctor?" McCoy asked as he respectfully gave her his full attention. She handed him a small Medical PADD that held information regarding a certain patient (McCoy had no doubt it would be the one who just walked in) that Hartell was assigning him to.

"Name, room number, everything is in there," Hartell said as she hurried off to the lady at the reception counter.

McCoy turned off the computer console he had previously been using, organized everything he had been working on earlier and placed them neatly in a stack out of the way and glanced down at the small device he held in his hand.

Name: Rachel Elise Kirk

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I'll make the next chapters longer once things start happening!