The Big Three
By Tuba321
A/N: This is a friendship piece on Kirk, Spock and McCoy. There will be four parts, three with just two of them and the last one with all of them. I love the friendship these three have so this is fuelled by that. I intend to finish this one!
Disclaimer: (sigh) No…. I don't own them…. But kidnapping is always an option.
Spock and McCoy
McCoy sighed as he sat down in his seat in his medlab. Today had been a bore, he reflected, nothing interesting. He felt a twinge of guilt on his part. He was a doctor, shouldn't he be happy that nobody got hurt today? The thought was tossed around in his head for a bit. Sure, he thought, but even someone coming in with the flu would be more interesting than this silence.
He slumped in his chair some more and put his legs on his desk. He closed his eyes. If only he had a cowboy hat, he mused. He relaxed some more. Maybe he could take a nap…
"Doctor?"
Startled, McCoy flinched and tumbled out of his chair and, without grace, fell to the floor. He looked up. Damn that Vulcan!
Spock stared down at him with the usual intensity. His face was the usual mask of the emotionless. Neither worry nor sympathy was upon his face for McCoy's tumble.
"Do you require assistance doctor?"
McCoy grumbled, slowly getting up with the grace of a rock climber with two broken arms. "No I'm fine." He spat sarcastically.
"Indeed." Spock replied seriously, making no move to help.
McCoy sighed. He forgot, yet again, that Spock generally did not recognize the difference between sincerity and sarcasm. He finally pulled himself upright. "What can I do for you Mr. Spock?"
"I require the data on the mammalian creature of Juva III." Spock said, putting his hands behind his back in what McCoy had deemed his 'Superior Vulcan Pose'.
"Right."
McCoy started searching for the data. He started at his desk. Finding none he continued to sweep search the room. As he was doing this an idea came into his bored head. Of course!
Smirking, he finally found the data next to his own computer. He handed it to the Vulcan who raised an eyebrow at the doctor's expression but did not inquire.
He was putting it into his pocket when McCoy asked, with a hint of glee, "Aren't you off duty?"
"That is correct." Now Spock was moderately interested. What was the good doctor playing at?
McCoy had started outright beaming. "Want to play a card game?"
An eyebrow went up in response.
"Alright the name of the game is BS." Said McCoy a few minutes later, shuffling the cards Vegas style on a spare biobed they were sitting around.
Spock shifted. "And what does 'BS' stand for?" He asked innocently.
McCoy grinned at him, blue eyes gleaming mischievously. "Bull shit."
"Ah." Spock replied, looking, in his own Vulcan way, like he wished he had never asked.
"You do get it don't you?" McCoy asked seriously, leaning towards Spock over the bed. When the alien didn't respond, McCoy gave him that mischievous Cheshire grin again. "It's a term we use on Earth for lies."
He continued to shuffle the cards. "I would have liked to play poker but I really don't think…" He paused, waiting for the right word to come to him. Spock raised an eye brow. McCoy nodded. "Yeah. That wouldn't have worked."
Pushing the fully shuffled cards onto the 'table', McCoy started distributing the cards. He explained. "In BS you start with the ace of spades. From there you go up. The next person puts down a two and the next a three until it repeats." He finished dealing the cards.
"But what if the player does not have the necessary card?"
The doctor smiled at him. "They lie. And if the other person finds out, they get the deck or if you are wrong, you get the deck."
Spock started. "But Vulcans do not lie."
Smirking, McCoy responded. "I know." It was one of the Vulcans main rules, along with logic and peace. "That's what's going to make this game fun." He laughed a bit as he put down the first card. "One ace."
Kirk was roaming his ship. He enjoyed these little walks, especially after a tough day. Or even a quiet one, he mused, like now. He smiled lightly, in a pleasantly happy mood. All was quiet—
"You hobgoblin! You must be cheating!"
Or was quiet… Kirk quietly changed his pace and course and quickly reached the door to the medlab.
"I assure you, doctor, that I am not cheating."
"Fine! Three queens."
"One king."
"BS!"
Kirk peered in through the partially open door. Inside where his XO and his CMO sitting around a biobed, apparently using it as a table, while they played an apparently scandalous game of cards. He watched as Spock turned the last card over. It seemed that this was not a good thing for McCoy, who groaned and picked it up, grumbling. He was holding a rather large pile of cards while the Vulcan only had three.
McCoy took his time and shifted through all of his cards, pulling out all of the ones he needed. He placed them down on to the new pile. "Four aces."
"Two twos." Spock replied, putting his own down.
"BS!" McCoy seemed a bit desperate now. The game that he'd thought would be an easy win turned out to be a total failure on his part.
"I told you doctor," Said Spock, turning the cards over to reveal twos. "Vulcans do not lie."
McCoy scowled at him. "Well you couldn't have been this lucky!"
Spock cocked his head. "I have also told you before that I do not believe in 'luck' or 'coincidences'."
After a pause he added, "Your turn, doctor."
Growling, McCoy took his deck and pressed it until all the cards went flying in Spock's face. "Four threes." He responded hotly.
Kirk, eavesdropping from the hallway, had to suppress a giggle at the sight of his first officer. The Vulcan had cards balancing on his shoulders and in his lap and even had one on the top of his head! He wasn't the only thing hit; the cards had been thrown everywhere.
Spock didn't move for a moment. He blinked a few times and let the silence sink in.
He put down his last card.
"One four."
McCoy pointed. "BS!"
Raising his eyebrow, Spock calmly turned the last card over.
It was a four.
McCoy slammed his head down onto the bed in defeat, covering it with his arms. "Ugh!"
This is where Kirk couldn't take it. He cracked up. The sight of the two fighting over a card game, one even covered in cards, was irresistible. He sat down and leaned against the wall, laughing.
McCoy, hearing this and knowing precisely who it was, looked up. "Oh great." He mumbled.
Spock nodded, serenely taking the card off of his head to stare at it. "Illogical."
He saw McCoy turn to look at him. The doctor was beaming. Then, he broke off into his own fit of laughter.
The Vulcan next to him just cocked an eyebrow in response showing him that, in his own way, he was laughing too.
A/N: Here's the first chapter out of four. Yeah... I had been playing BS with my friends a lot so that's probably why I chose that particular card game. I wrote this up in one day so be a little forgiving. Oh and please no flames. The next chapter should be McCoy and Kirk.
