Spock was firmly grasping the captain's hand, as if it was the only thing keeping Jim's heart rate stable. The normally hyperactive captain was laying lifeless in sickbay, after almost drowning whilst on shore leave. The universe really did seem to have a vendetta against their captain and Spock hadn't been able to do anything about it this time, Vulcan's cannot swim due to their bone density and he had almost lost the person closest to him because of it.

He took in a deep breath to ground himself and tried to focus on Jim, hoping he could channel healing energies through their connected hands. Joining hands was seen as an intimate act on Vulcan, but most humans did not know the true meaning of it, he assumed anyone observing them would simply think he was deeply concerned for his friend.

The captain and himself were both on the bridge when the familiar intercom whistle came through.

"This is the captain" Jim nonchalantly answered.

"McCoy here. I need to see you and Spock down in the sickbay to discuss the health of two crew members, It's imperative"

"On our way bones. Mr. Sulu you have the conn"

"Aye Sir"

As they entered the turbo-lift, Jim turned to him with a look of concern.

"Who do you think bones is talking about? As far as I know the crew is in tip top shape"

"Captain, I do not see the logic in attempting to theorize when we will be informed in approximately 2.3 minutes when we reach sickbay"

A grin lit up Jim's face as it always did when talking to Spock. He'd only recently noticed this behaviour from the captain and was unsure of what it meant.

"Indeed, Mr. Spock"

Spock had in-fact an inkling of who these "two crew members" were. But decided not to mention it, knowing how the captain would react if he knew.

As they entered sick-bay McCoy instantly shoved a Padd into their hands and directed them to sit down at a nearby table.

"Now I called you down here to discuss the health of two crew members, as you know we are currently orbiting a planet that has been deemed safe for shore leave. However these two crew members are refusing to leave the ship and have not been on shore leave since we left earth! I must demand that they leave right this second for the safety of the crew"

"Indeed McCoy, who are these crew members? I will command them to leave right this moment"

A smirk crept on McCoy's face.

"If you turn on the Padd's I have provided you with, it has all the details"

Spock and Jim turned on their Padd's simultaneously and were both greeted with direct orders from the ship's doctor to take mandatory shore leave, effective immediately.
Jim groaned and rolled his eyes.

"Is this really necessary bones? I feel fine"

"It definitely is Jim. You are Mr. "I feel fine" who then collapses on me because you decided to hide god knows what illness from me! And Mr "Vulcan's don't need rest" over here isn't getting out of it either, I know he needs rest too damn it!"

"Fine, fine we're leaving! Com'on Spock we don't need him" He wrapped an arm around Spock's shoulders, drawing him closer. Vulcan's normally don't like physical interaction but he made an exception for Jim, it seemed to give the captain some kind of comfort.

"Actually Jim, I'll be joining you both." The doctor's smirk grew larger.

"Ugh, wait don't tell me- you are babysitting me"

"What!? No! What do you take me for! I haven't had a chance to get shore leave either you know, with all these medical emergencies. Though it wouldn't be a bad thing for me to be there either, knowing you you are probably allergic to the native species of plant or something"

On one hand Spock was a little disappointed that McCoy would be joining them, he was looking forward to the opportunity of having some alone time with the Captain and perhaps getting to know him better. On the other hand, the doctor was right; Jim is allergic to approximately 457 things, as of present, it wouldn't be a bad thing to have him along, especially knowing the captain's ability to get himself into trouble.

"I am glad you will be joining us Doctor"

McCoy's smirk was now a full blown smile.

"See! Even Mr Hobgoblin knows what I am talking about"

The captain looked at Spock and feigned a pout before bursting into laughter along with doctor McCoy. Spock merely stood there and observed them, he wasn't too sure why what he had said was considered "funny" As the laughter died down Jim clapped a hand onto both of their backs.

"I'll see you both in the transporter room in 15 minutes, last one there is a rotten egg!"

"Captain, I fail to see how being the "last one there" will result in one of us becoming a decayed ovum"

Jim burst out into laughter again. Sometimes it wasn't necessarily that he hadn't understood the euphemism, but simply because he wanted to see his captain laugh.

"It's an earth saying Spock, don't worry about it" Jim flashed a toothy smile at him.

Spock arrived first to the transporter room, he predicted this would be the case considering how disorganized Jim could be and McCoy was most likely preparing medical supplies for their trip. As he positioned himself onto the transporter pad, Jim entered the room. Spock noticed that the captain's eyes seem to light upon noticing him.

"Spock! Guess you didn't want to be a rotten egg huh?"

"Captain, I merely happened to get here before you as a result of my efficiency to pack my belongings"

"Whoa! No need for insults, I know I'm not the most organised guy, besides I got here before McCoy! Also we are off duty now so I am "Jim" to you"

"J-Jim" Spock whispered, testing how the word felt on his tongue.

Jim smiled in response and Spock could feel his blue eyes piercing into him. He suddenly felt his cheeks burning and glanced away.

Spock was glad when a rather disgruntled McCoy entered into the room struggling to carry 2 large bags. He loudly let out a sigh and eye-roll as he looked up and realised he was last.

"Oh great, you are never going to let this go are you Jim?"

"Nope! You are the rotten egg!" Jim teased.

McCoy sighed and took his place on the transport pad behind Jim and Spock.

"I couldn't help it! I had to make sure I packed all the medical equipment that I might need. You never know what might happen in this god forsaken place, especially with you Jim"

Jim let out a laugh and signaled to the ensign behind the transporter controls to beam them down.

"Thanks doc"