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Characters: McCoy (POV), Kirk, Spock
Genre: Friendship/Humor
Summary: So why, now, did he look forward to Spock's curt logical manner, and the dry sense of humor that spawned so many lively arguments? Thoughtful McCoy in a silly scene with Jim and Spock.
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McCoy wasn't really sure when he came to rely on Spock's friendship just a much as he did Jim's.
In fact the situation really confused him. He had watched Spock shoot his best friend off the Enterprise on to a godforsaken ice planet, and since that particular murder attempt didn't work, try to choke the life out of him a few hours later. He remembered the icy hatred that had flooded his stomach then, watching that logical, pointy-eared bastard give in to his 'emotional side'.
So why, now, did he look forward to Spock's curt logical manner, and the dry sense of humor that spawned so many lively arguments?
Maybe a tentative friendship had been forged when Spock had saved McCoy and Jim on Beta V. Maybe it had happened the first time he had played guitar on the ship, and Spock had been the first crewmember to walk in and sit quietly to listen.
"Doctor?"
The cool voice brought him out of his reverie. He was lounging in Jim's quarters, nursing a glass of bourbon as he leaned lazily back in a comfortable chair. Jim and Spock were talking quietly over a game of chess. Another typical night on the Enterprise.
"Hey, Bones?" Jim said, his blue eyes sparkling with mirth, "You're zoning out again."
McCoy rolled his eyes, taking another pull of his bourbon. "I was not zoning out. I was just…thinking…"
"Thinking what?" Jim asked, as he moved a chess piece. Spock's eyes followed the piece carefully, and he pressed his fingertips together as he leaned towards the board.
McCoy didn't answer for a moment. He was watching Spock; he could almost see the wheels turning in the Vulcan's head as he considered the board.
Spock's eyes suddenly moved from the chess game, and darted over to McCoy. "Apparently, Captain, the Doctor wasn't thinking. He has now taken 6.7 seconds to answer your question."
"You green-blooded bastard, I was watching the damned game!"
"Surprising, Doctor, since chess seems to be a game of logic that your illogical and emotional mind would fail to grasp."
McCoy stood up, downed his bourbon in one gulp, and shoved Jim a little. "Move." he said tersely, his eyes locked with Spock's.
Jim frowned. "Bones! I was going to beat him…"
"Don't be such a child." McCoy snapped, settling for bodily shoving Jim to the floor.
He ignored Jim's whining from the floor, his eyes focused on Spock as the Vulcan calmly set the chess pieces for a new game. It was on.
