Im moving this chapter from Illogical Joy because it makes more sense by its self ahhh I LOVE BONES oh and this was the first Spock- McCoy fight I ever wrote sooo be kind
As much as he liked action, Kirk had to admit the days where things on the Enterprise went smoothly had their appeal.
He glanced at his first Officer and watched him carry his duties with a certain detached efficiency. Ever since Spock had stranded him on that frozen waste land he had been forced to take a new perspective on things. Things like his Second in ...
lights flickered as the Enterprise came to a spine- cracking halt and shook from the sudden impact. The Klaxons started to blare as the Enterprise went on alert.
"Captin we've benn hett by a unidentified wessle!" Chekov yelled.
Spock raised his infernal eyebrow as if to say "did you think we'd hadn't noticed" while taking long strides across the bridge to join his Captain.
"Damages Mr. Sulu?" Kirk demanded
"All levels report minor damages and superficial injuries Capt -"
"Damn it Jim!" McCoy interrupted his voce gruff as always on the comm.
"I m a Doctor not a damn miracle worker! I can't work if you can't drive this giant hunk of scrap!" Spock God bless him decided to try and quell McCoy's inner CMO dragon.
"Doctor might I interject that if it is indeed the Enterprise you are referring to as a 'hunk of scrap, might I point out that the illogic-"
"No you can't interject! You pointy eared Jack Rabbit!" McCoy all but shouted.
Sure Jim liked action but, he was beginning to see why the quiet days had there appeal.