Circle. Kirk thought, blinking awake slowly. Those lights are circles. Tearing his eyes away from the overheard lights of sickbay, he sat up groggily. He seemed to be waking up here a lot. Arching his back but stopping as a flash of pain shot through him, he decided that needed to change. Getting beat up all the time wasn't his idea of fun. Thinking back to how he got here in the first place, he realized it had to do with circles too. The last thing he remembered was a pair of round; yellow eyes staring back at him.
"Jim, you're awake." The oh too familiar saying came from Bones who had just walked through the door.
"Yeah…" Kirk ran a hand through his hair, still feeling disoriented, "I am."
Bones shrugged and started sorting through the endless amounts of paperwork he always seemed to have scattered across his desk.
"What happened?" Kirk asked.
"Oh, you know. The usual." Bones looked at him, "You get yourself into some sort of a mess and I'm left to put it all back together."
Kirk gave a sheepish smile, "Sorry, Bones."
Bones sighed, "Just doing my job."
Kirk rose shakily to his feet and headed towards the small bathroom sickbay had for patients.
"You might want to go find your first officer." Bones called to him as he walked away, "You're lucky you take him everywhere with you or else I'd be doing a heck more of a patching job."
Kirk stopped and turned around, "Is he alright?"
"He's fine," Kirk thought he caught a note of scorn in the old doctor's voice. "He always is, and even if he wasn't, he wouldn't tell me. Besides, he wasn't the one to fall flat on his face."
Kirk gave a slow nod of half consent, half puzzlement and stepped into the bathroom, pausing as he caught his reflection in the mirror.
A circle. A big, black and blue circle incasing Kirk's eye stared back at him. What did Bones say happened? He fell flat on his face? He would definitely need a better story for this one.