A Child of Two Worlds
I entered sickbay to a sight I thought I'd never see – Jim Kirk waiting in sickbay for me to give him his physical. Alright, he was all but being restrained by Spock, but Jim was still conscious, which meant that Spock didn't have to do his nerve pinch to get him down here, which was amazing. The Captain picked up on my mood as soon as I walked in.
"Hey Bones, what's up?"
"Shut it and open wide"
"Shut it and open wide, Captain,"
I glared at him and hypoed him. Maybe a little bit too vigorously, sticking it into his arm.
"Dammit Bones! Careful!"
No answer.
"What is up with you?" he leaned into me, away from the curtain where Spock was standing, making sure he didn't abscond.
"Did you know?"
"Know what?"
"You know what."
"Fuck me, Bones, stop speaking in riddles."
He didn't know.
"Lieutenant Donnelly going to Rigel V to see another doctor."
"What?"
"Dammit Jim, you must've authorised it!"
"I authorised her leave. Only 1 day. Thought it was very short, but believe it or not, Bones, it's not my job to question why she needed it. Thought it was visiting family or something."
"Am I not good enough?"
"Bones, man, you're the finest doctor in the fleet, I mean you can get me – James Tiberius Kirk – to stand still… for at least a little while. That's better than any doctor I know."
I wrote down Jim's reaction times and put them in his record. All good. For once. I rechecked them – Jim Kirk actually not diseased or having an allergic reaction to something harmless? Never thought I'd see the day.
"You're good to go…"
He lingered on the bed for a while before putting his hand on my shoulder and squeezing.
"I'm sure it's nothing personal, Bones. Just one of those things."
Says the man who can bed any woman he wants. God Dammit!