He had just got back to the Enterprise, telling Spock he'd beam right back over after he dealt with McCoy's strange behavior. He had received word that Bones had been yelling at some Yeoman, for apparently no reason. Maybe it was just pure stress on Bones and Spock? Either way, James had to stop it now.
The captain ran down the hallway as he stepped out of the elevator and got to the Medical Bay. He waited a moment, catching his breath before walking into the Med Bay. His eyes wandered around before catching sight of his old friend from the Academy. Smiling softly to himself, James walked closer to him. "Bones." He called out, waiting for the older male's response. It was going to be a very stressful day, yet again. It'd been like this for weeks, Bones and Spock at each other's throats almost all the time.
James wasn't sure what was going on, but he knew that he had to stop it. It seemed worse now. Bones had gone what he called psycho when Spock had been gone for almost twelve hours on the Excalibur. It's like he was having withdrawal symptoms.
The weary doctor looked up from his desk, his hands slightly dropped to the table now. "Yes Jim?" He asked, with a tone of going through a life changing experience in such a short time. James didn't like the tone; he defiantly knew something was up now.
"What's going on? Why are you yelling at anyone who crosses paths with you?" He started; James had to hold himself back from trying to throw questions at the weary doctor. He was very worried by the time he started his first question. The older male just sat there for a few moments before placing his face back in his hands.
Bones took his time to answer, or at least that's what it felt like to James as he stood there waiting for an answer. "Jim… I… don't know. I just don't know what's going on with Spock and I. I…" He seemed like he couldn't bring himself to say whatever he seemed to /need/ to say. Just as the good doctor opened his mouth Scotty came over the ship's intercom, calling James to the bridge.
Looking at his best friend sadly, the blonde turned and walked out of the Medical Bay. He didn't take long before going up to the bridge. Once on the bridge, he realized why he was being hailed up there for. The ship Excalibur was being attacked by a Klingon ship. Tensing, James ran to his seat, and sat down. "Mr. Chekov! Lock onto the enemy ship and fire at will! Mr. Sulu try to lock onto the Excalibur and try to use the tractor beam Mr. Scot!" He snapped the orders, almost too quickly. But everyone started to rush, doing what they were told. "Uhura, open a frequency to the Excalibur!" He snapped, and looked at the screen with anticipation. He had to save the ship… but mainly, he had to save Spock. Spock was number one at that moment in time.
Watching as the battle flashed before his own eyes, he heard Uhura say that the frequency was open. He leaned over his consul. "This is the Captain of the Enterprise, I will start beaming people-"
Uhura interrupted, "sir, they're opening a video transmission!" She called out and Kirk ordered her to open it. He turned his attention to the screen.
The screen held a horrifying scene in front of them. The ship was being destroyed, from the inside out it seemed. Spock was standing at a small screen. "Captain!" He called out, as if he couldn't see the others. He looked off screen with wide eyes, he was trying his hardest to remain calm. "Captain Kirk, is that you?" He called out and looked back down, seeing the captain finally. "Jim!" Spock cried out, as if happy to see his best friend. "I'm sorry Jim, I'm sorry, I didn't see the Klin --- there is white noise --- Jim!" He cried again as the screen had hazed out when Spock had started Klingon, and when it came back into view, Spock was slammed under a metal beam that had been holding part of the ship hallway up. Spock was trying to get out from under the metal. By now, his Vulcan logic had completely taken control as he was in fear for his life. "JI---M!" James hated his name being cried from his best friend's mouth as he gripped at his arms on the chair. He stared at the scene with watery eyes, and finally the screen went black. "… No… Spock… no…" He shook his head, "SPOCK!" He shouted finally and stood up, "Chekov! FIRE EVERYTHING AT THEM!" Kirk screamed, feeling angry and depressed. Everything at once, it hit him… everything was wrong. All of it was wrong. Why did Spock have to die? He wished, he could of turn back time and take Spock's place.