A/N: I would like to thank my beta, Moonrose91 for helping me out with this. Whoo hoo!
Warning! this is a genderbend fic, so Scotty is a GIRL. If you have a problem with this, don't read!
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Leonard McCoy had never met the Chief Engineer aboard the Enterprise. He knew whatever Jim told him. That could basically be boiled down to "Oh my God she's hot! Not to mention a freaking miracle worker with those engines…"
He just never assumed she would look quite like that.
Monta Scott came into Sickbay with a dark red spread across her cheeks and a fellow Engineer slumped against her shoulder. The man was a good two feet taller than her and clearly larger than her thin frame and the girl was having a hard time staying upright. McCoy immediately went over to the young woman, helping her carry the giant to a biobed. He seemed fine, for all intense and purposes. The only thing that seemed wrong was that he was barely staying conscious.
"Would you mind tellin' me what happened Miss Scott?" He asked, waving the tricorder over the red shirts body.
The Engineer sat down at the biobed, fiddling with her hands nervously. "It's jus' Scotty to ma friends, Doc. No Miss needed. Actually, there's a funny story behind-" A pause. "Sorry, Ah'm ramblin'. Anyway, Keenser was climbin' on somethin' or other an tha' somethin' broke. Ah was right under, tryin' ta get him ta get down. Lieutenant Noteboom here decided ta play hero." She laughed, the sound light and airy. "Ah've faired worse, there was really no need." McCoy blinked.
"M- Scotty, Lieutenant Noteboom is likely suffering a severe concussion from whatever fell. With your bone structure it would likely have broken your neck."
Scotty shrugged. "Like ah said, Ah've had worse. There used to be this forest out by ma house as a kid. Me and ma brothers used to go out and climb these huge trees… What can ye do for Noteboom right now?"
"All we can do is wait for him to wake up and give him some pain meds. I'll go relay this to the Captain." The Scot nodded, running a hand through her cropped auburn hair.
McCoy tried not to think about it.
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"So you met Scotty?" Kirk asked after Bones explained the issue of the Lieutenant needing a few days of sick leave.
"You didn't hear I word I just said did you?" The doctor said, clearly irritated.
Kirk just grinned. "I did, I'm just focusing on this specific topic. Did you talk to her at all? And I mean about something other than Noteboom's injuries." McCoy shrugged.
"Two seconds, max." Then that grin spreads across Kirk's face. That "You're not going to like what I say next, but I sure as hell will" grin.
Damnit.
"You busy tonight, Bonesy?"
Right then Bones knew where this was going. He and Kirk had had the same conversation hundreds of times -mostly in the Academy days- and he wasn't going through with it again. Yes, he was in his early thirties and wasn't even considering someone to ask out, but he didn't need the help!
"No way in Hell, Jim. Never again." The older man glared. "Not after the Uhura incident."
Jim scoffed. "I still have no idea how that happened. Seriously though Bones, give me one more shot! You'll like her!"
McCoy just glared. Jim's version of "like" was severely different from his own. The Kirk version was "she's hot and smart". The McCoy version, however, meant "she's smart and has a good personality". Big difference.
"Define "like" for me Jim. Not your definition, but define it in a way that I get."
"She's got a minor in xeno-physiology and a major in relative physics, she's good with her hands and I'd trust her to get me out of most of the situations we come across." A pause. "And she's smokin' hot. Best sense of humor, even better taste in alcohol." He gave his friend a pleading look. "For me?" McCoy just twitched.
"Fine. Never again though."
