Dr. McCoy finally regained consciousness, but how much time had passed since his little incident aboard the Enterprise was unknown to him. Slowly, his senses began to sort themselves out and he could tell that he was lying on his back and his hands were gripping something….wet. Grass? He thought to himself. As his eyes began to flutter open, bright light trickled in causing him to moan in pain. After some time, Bones finally managed to prop himself to a sitting position to examine his location. It appeared to be some sort of grassland very similar to the Earth. The grass was wet with morning dew and the sun shone brightly above him. He took a minute to inhale the fresh sent of nature as the breeze caressed his face and left a draft on his legs. His thoughts were interrupted by the sight of blue, which enveloped his lower body.

"Dammit!" He yelled as he leapt to a standing position, grabbing the fabric of his blue frock in his fists. "Who the hell took my uniform!" he said, yelling around to whatever life form was present. His thoughts were interrupted by the all-to-familiar sound of purring coming from behind him. "You little rat!" he yelled, turning abruptly to face the little white tribble. The tribble's long white rabbit ears propped up at the site of the doctor's enraged expression. Bones leapt to grab the furry pain in the ass, but received a face full of dirt as the tribble evaded the doctor's attack. "Get BACK HERE!" he roared as he ran in hot pursuit of the bouncing ball of fur. The tribble hopped fast, losing its pursuer. Bones, winded by the chase, stopped and held his hands on his knees as he attempted to catch his breath. "He's a fast little sonuvabitch."

When the doctor had finally composed himself, he took a moment to analyze his surroundings. He appeared to be in a forest of some kind; a forest very similar to those on Earth. He reached for his communicator but was brought to the realization that the presence of his new blue dress meant that he no longer had his communicator, or more importantly…his phaser. Well that's just great. He thought to himself.

After what seemed like hours, Bones decided to call it quits. He had hoped to come into contact with whomever had thought it funny to steal his clothing and abandon him weaponless and pantsless in the middle of nowhere. As time passed and no sign of intelligent life came into view, Bones began to focus his efforts elsewhere. The only way he was likely to survive a night alone in the middle of an alien forest was to gain as much knowledge about his surroundings as possible. To do that, he would need to explore with caution until he found a suitable source for shelter. Only then would he be able to pay attention to the matter of gaining substantial nutrition.

Bones fought against the branches that blocked his path. A handful of leaves he pulled from his view was quickly received with a face-full of dirt. Bones spit the debris from his mouth and ran his hands frantically through his hair to remove the remaining forest sludge from his face and head. He began to quicken his pace, wanting nothing more than to get as far from the forest as humanly possible with as little damage as he could manage. He trudged forward with heavy feet until a single leg was planted knee-deep in a puddle of mud.

"Arghhh!" McCoy ripped his leg out as forcefully as possible, his momentum thrusting him backward onto his rear end. The frantic doctor pushed himself to his feet and continued his tiring pursuit to leave the forest behind him. He felt a tug at the bottom of his dress, causing him to yelp and turn around to find his petticoat attached to the thorns of a small bush.

"Of course.." He sighed to himself as he readied his hands to free his dress. His focus was broken by the soft sound of giggling coming from his right. "Who's there?!" he demanded, ripping a branch off of a nearby tree hoping it was enough to defend him in an attack. The giggling softened instantly. With a forceful tug, Bones free his petticoat from the bush and used both hands to wield the branch, prepping himself for whatever was in the bush. "I may be a doctor, but I can kick some ass if I need to. Show yourself!" The bushed to his right began to rustle and McCoy could hear his heart pounding loudly as he prepared to face whatever hideous beast revealed itself. Before him was a little red bird fluttering lightly on her wings and her soft brown eyes were flooded with concern.

"I'm sorry for laughing at you." The bird finally spoke. Her voice was undeniable.

"Lieutenant Uhura?" The doctor's eyes grew wide at the sight of his crewmate hovering before him. The bird tilted her head to the side as she considered the doctor's statement. The red bird, which Bones now assumed to be none other than the ship's best lieutenant reincarnated as a bird, increased her distance.

"It makes little difference who I am. What I wish to know is Who. Are. You?" she asked, her strong stare never leaving the doctor's eyes. That is definitely Uhura. Bones thought to himself with a snicker. Whatever sort of sick dream the doctor was having, he figured it was best to ride it out. He hadn't remembered ever going to sleep. In fact, the last thing he remembered was the incident with the airlock and the tribble. Seeing as how no human could have survived being sucked into space without the proper equipment, he found it unlikely that it had ever occurred. If it had not been a dream, then McCoy was convinced this was some bazaar version of hell. He was certainly more inclined to believe he had nodded off in the med bay.

"Uhura, you know me! It's me. Leonard." He said, pleading with his fellow crewmember.

"I don't remember a Leonard." She said, firmly. Digging her stare deeper to accuse him of what she clearly believed was an obvious lie. "Besides" she continued, "I would not think that color blue would suit a 'Leonard'. It's certainly more of an Alice blue." She said as a smile played across her beak.

"Alright. Listen here, birdy. I don't know what sort of strange wonderland this is, but I know one thing for sure, and that is that my name is NOT Alice. It's Leonard. And, please don't mention the dress. It's uncomfortable." He said, adding that last part while his eyes averted her gaze.

"It is peculiar to me that you know exactly where you are, but do not know your own name." She said, digging her last accusation in sharply. Yes. This was definitely the fiery lieutenant.

"No. Listen again." He said, losing his patience with her. "I said I don't know where I am. I do know my own name."

"But you clearly know where you are. You just said it." She said, again accusing him with her potent stare.

"What?!"

"Wonderland. That's where you are. Silly Alice." The doctor's eyes grew a size larger as the realization spread across his face. Wonderland was very much a fairytale from his childhood. Finding himself there could only mean one thing. He had gone completely insane.

"Wonderland…" the word played across his lips and he considered what he had just heard. "How did I get here? And don't call me Alice!"

"Now how am I supposed to know that!" Uhura spat.

"Alright! Calm down, Dammit. Could you help me get back to the Enterprise." Uhura just held a questioning stare at him. He decided to repeat himself. "The Enterprise. It's a starship. Could you help me find my way back?" He said, this time a little frustrated with her apparent lack of understanding.

"I don't know why I should. You're clearly crazy." This only received sneer from McCoy as he willed her to bend to his request. "I have no clue what an 'Enterprise' is, but I'm sure the caterpillar could offer some assistance. He is all-knowing." With that she began to fly off in the opposite direction.

"Wait a second!" he said, rushing in her path to stop her. She made a fast collide with his chest and fell to the ground with a thud.

"How. DARE YOU!" she squeaked and began to rapidly peck McCoy on his head.

"Wait! Wait! HEY!" he said, flailing his arms to protect his cranium from further assault. "Uhura! Stop it!" When she had finally calmed down, he carefully addressed his concern. "Listen, I appreciate your….assistance, but I don't understand how a crawling geometrid is going to help me locate a spaceship."

"I said he was all-knowing, you moron." She said, spitting her words like venom. "It's the best I could offer you. If you don't want my help, then don't ask next time." She said, turning to leave.

"Wait!" he said, taking a breath to ready himself for his strange request. "I need you help.

Please." Uhura considered him for a second, her cold stare melting into a soft look of pity.

"Fine. Keep up. If you get lost I'll let the bandersnatch have you."

"The Bander-what-now?" Before he had a chance to consider her statement, she shot off in pursuit of their destination. "Whoa! Hold up!" he said, bolting after the little red bird.