The three men walked towards the transporter room, Spock far enough ahead of Kirk and McCoy that they could have a whispered conversation without him overhearing.

"Have you noticed that Spock has been acting increasingly odd recently?" Kirk asked. McCoy nodded,

"Yes, he's been even more of a pain in the butt recently than he usually is." He replied.

"He says he's been feeling this emotion, and the way he described makes it sound like he's in love." McCoy looked at Kirk uncomfortably,

"And he hasn't told you who it was he's in love with?" Kirk shook his head,

"All he said was that it was a man." McCoy looked at Kirk seriously,

"You ever consider it might be you?"

"Me!" Kirk asked shocked. McCoy nodded.

"He shows more emotions around you, and he always stays with you until late at night. I bet he "checks you out" When you shower while he's in the bathroom."

"He does not! Spock isn't a pervert."

"No, but he's a man in love, you don't think he would take a peak?"

"NO, I absolutely do not. And it's not me."

"How do you know?" McCoy argued.

"Because I love him, and those types of relationships only happen in fairytales." Kirk admitted.

"Who says this isn't a fairytale?"

Upon beaming down onto the planet, Spock immediately felt uneasy. He could sense several presences around him, which could only mean that the plants had thoughts. Which was something Spock had never encountered before. Spock placed his hand onto the bark of a nearby tree, and could sense that it feared him, and wondered what he wanted. curious, Spock attempted to communicate whilst McCoy was messing with his tricorder. THe presence it the tree shied way from his mental probes, and it was useless to continue trying to establish communications with an unwilling being.

"Dammit Spock! We don't have time for you to mindmeld with the damn tree's. C'mon!"

"Doctor, these tree's are sentient, as are all of the plants surrounding us. Isn't part of our job to establish communication with alien lifeforms?" Spock argued.

"Why must you always have the last word, you irritating pointy-eared hobgoblin?" McCoy groaned.

"All right you two, stop arguing. Let's just go." Kirk sighed. As they trekked through the foliage, Spock felt the beings around him getting angrier and angrier.

"Jim, I believe we should leave. The tree's thoughts are starting to get dark."

As Kirk turned around to reply to Spock, a large Vine whipped out and wrapped around Spock's legs, Pulling him high into the air and leaving him dangling upside down. Then the vine started trailing down Spock's body, wrapping him into a cocoon with only his head, which was now turning green, poking out. Just as suddenly as the attack occured, all was still.

"Spock, are you ok?" Kirk asked. Spock's eyes rolled to the top of his head and he lost consciousness, and dark green blood began to trickle down his face from a cut upon his forehead. McCoy started pulling at the vines, but to no avail-they were wrapped to tightly around Spock to grip.

"Dammit!" He cursed. The air around them started crackling with static, and as they watched what looked like a small bolt of lightning flowed into Spock, and then the tree's released him. Spock collapsed in a heap on the ground.

Kirk pulled out his communicator, "Scotti, three to beam up. The life forms on this planet are hostile. Have a medical team stand by."

"Aye captain."