A/N: Just thought I'd throw my hat into the Star Trek ring. Enjoy?
Dammit Jim!
Chapter 1
Leave
"Leave! Finally!" said Captain James T. Kirk of the U.S.S. Enterprise punching the air before strapping himself into his shuttle seat.
He was in his civilian attire and mischievous grin. He looked around admiring the female fellow Starfleet. The air was alive with joyous energy and lively banter. Even Bones seemed less cranky.
…Guess the prospect of being on terra firma for a whole month is enough to cheer up the good doctor. Speaking of Bones…
Jim looked around. No Bones in sight. He heard a familiar commotion from the back of the shuttle.
…The man should be used to traveling in space by now! … Jim thought grinning and shaking his head.
"Dammit, the bathroom was just fine!"
"Sit down sir."
"But-"
"Sit."
"Fine."
Dr. Leonard "Bones" McCoy came and sat next to his friend with obvious reluctance. Jim couldn't help to think of their meeting almost four years ago. Jim clapped Bones on the shoulder, much to the annoyance of the older man, who was concentrating on not hurling.
"So, Bones, what do you got planned? Anything good?"
The doctor pulled out his flask of bourbon, took a swig, and offered it to the young captain.
"I'm going home Jim. That's it."
"Home? As in, Mississippi? What, the McCoy clan having a good ol' fashion Southern get together?" Jim took a swig and handed it back.
"Uh-huh. And what are you doing Jim, or do I even want to know?"
McCoy immediately regretted his words as soon as they left his mouth. Jim's ever present bright features became dark, and he stopped smiling. His mother had died while he was on the Enterprise. He wouldn't be going back to Iowa for a while.
…The kid is an orphan now…alone in the universe when it comes to family…
McCoy looked at the young man now looking out the window thoughtfully. The doctor sighed.
…Ahh hell…
"Jim if you're not wantin' to be by yourself during leave maybe-"
Jim turned to him grinning "What are you saying?"
"Dammit Jim, I'm not asking you out on a date! I'm asking if you want to come home with me instead of moping around San Francisco all by your lonesome."
"Really Bones!? Of course, doc, I'd love to!" Jim went to put his arms around him.
"There ain't a need to touch me kid. Don't make me regret asking you either. Are you gonna behave?"
"Scout's Honor." Jim said giving the salute.
"You were never a scout!"
What did you think? Should I continue? R&R please. Be nice, this is my first Star Trek fic.