Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek...I only wish to be in it...if that were the case I'd have Bones all to myself, but I make do.
"Bones," McCoy shook his head and looked up to see Kirk.
"Oh, Jim, I didn't see you there," McCoy fumbled with the papers on his desk.
"You feeling alright?" Kirk asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine…just got a lot on my mind is all," McCoy got to his feet and walked over pouring himself coffee, "Is there something you need?"
"Yes and no," Kirk sat down in a chair and sighed heavily.
McCoy turned around and leaned on the counter.
"I need a blocker for this raging headache and I don't need my Engineering Commander harping me about overrunning the Warp Core. God for a fine little thing she has a fiery attitude…" He pinched the bridge of his nose and looked at the blue shirt, "What?"
"She has her reasons, just like I have mine when I get on your back about what you eat," McCoy took a sip of his coffee.
"Yeah well I don't need it," Kirk closed his eyes, "I still have the three Captains from Hell hailing me with threats and what not. I'm getting messages from Starfleet about the Changeling and messages from Uzh Vulcan."
"What's wrong with Uzh Vulcan?" McCoy asked.
"Nothing," Kirk opened an eye, "Well, Sarek is advising we go to the sector and load up on supplies for our Engineering Department."
"Maybe we should, Jim," McCoy suggested.
"Yeah, but I can't afford to lose any more time than we've already have," Kirk closed his eye and groaned loudly, "but then again…if we don't I'll have two angry Scottish Engineers on my hands…and I really don't want that. Have you ever seen a Scottish person get angry? It's scarier than hell."
"Jim, it'll only take a day, two at the most," McCoy sat his coffee down and folded his arms, "And besides the Vulcan's always have things for the Medical team. I think it's a good idea, but it's your ship, Jim."
"Yeah, my ship," Kirk swung his arms forward getting to his feet, "just keep reminding me to tell that to Ms. Ivory Scott…she seems to think that it's hers."
"No, Jim, not hers…hers to worry about…hers to tend to, the ship is her patient," McCoy shrugged a bit.
"Aren't you rational today," Kirk smiled, "Bones…I'll go to Uzh Vulcan. Will you be part of the landing party?"
"Of course," McCoy gave a curt nod.
"Good," Kirk walked to the door, "I'll be sending Ms. Scott up here to finalize her health records. I need you to sign them too giving the healthy okay to let her travel down with us."
McCoy swallowed a lump in his throat and nodded slowly, "Sounds good."
"Good," Kirk gave one last smile before stepping out.
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"This is your Captain speaking; we are taking a minor detour to Uzh Vulcan where we will stock up on more and new supplies. I want a second landing party at the ready to beam down at my command. We will be arriving in the Uzh Vulcan atmosphere within the hour. Kirk, out."
Ivory stepped into Medbay standing tall. A blonde walked towards her smiling, "Hi, Commander Scott, I'm Nurse Chaplin."
Ivory gave a nod.
"Doctor McCoy is in his office," she gestured towards the door in the back and Ivory smiled her thanks walking towards it. She took a deep breath entering the room.
"Doctor McCoy," Ivory clasped her hands behind her back and looked at the good doctor sitting at his desk.
McCoy glanced up at her then back at his papers; he started to flip a page, but stopped and slowly looked back up at her, "Commander Scott." He shoved the papers in front of him in a folder and grabbed a different one from off a pile, "Please sit."
Ivory walked over to the desk sitting in the chair looking down at her hands.
"So, um," McCoy cleared his throat, "I just need you to sign a few things confirming that these are in fact, um, your health records." He held the folder out to her and she took it flipping it open eyeing the documents inside.
Ivory held back the urge to rip the papers in two as she read over it, but instead she focused on the name signed at the bottom: Captain Reich. She sat up straight and grabbed a pen from the edge of the desk and signed below the name before handing it over to McCoy.
McCoy signed something on it and checked something off before standing up and walking to the door he stepped out for a second, but returned a moment later with a hypo.
Ivory's eyes widened.
"It's a vaccine," McCoy sighed, "I have to give it to you, it makes sure your blood pressure stays in check at all times."
Ivory stayed frozen to the chair staring at him.
McCoy moved towards her slowly, he stopped and waited till she turned her back to him, when she did he gently brushed his fingers against her skin. She bit back the shiver that wanted to tear through her body. The hypo pressed against her neck and the injection made her flinch, but then the cool metal was gone, but the fingers lingered a moment longer before disappearing.
The tension hung in the air heavier than it should have. She needed to leave. She needed to get out of there before something happened, before something happened that she couldn't control. But yet she didn't want to leave…him. She bit back the guilt building inside of her as a voice trailed into her head speaking to her in another language.
"Commander," McCoy said breaking into her thoughts.
She blinked and looked up to see him sitting behind his desk, "I'm sorry what did you say?"
"I said, you can leave whenever you feel ready to," McCoy grabbed the file he had been previously looking at and opened it.
"Thank you, Doctor McCoy," Ivory got to her feet quickly going to the door, but she stopped short and walked back to McCoy walking around the desk. He looked up at her with a raised eyebrow; God that eyebrow was truly dangerous. Ivory reached down grabbing his face ducking down and pressing her lips to his, there was no hesitation in the return of the kiss as her face was grabbed. He stood holding her face walking her into a wall where his hands moved to her hips and her hands played into his hair. His lips moved peppering her neck in kisses resisting the urge to mark her knowing fully well that would be a hard thing to explain. His leg sat between her legs causing her dress to rise slightly; she rolled her hips into him getting a groan. His lips came back to hers forcing them open which got no objection in return.
"Bones," the voice broke into their kiss, but instead of turning from her McCoy pulled away and looked down into her eyes a smile spreading onto his lips as a blush bloomed from her neck. He wanted so badly to continue where he was, but the voice wouldn't allow it, "Kirk to Doctor McCoy."
McCoy walked over to his desk and took a deep breath before pressing a button, "This is McCoy."
"God Bones, I almost got worried, thought maybe you decided to take a break."
"Ha, ha, Jim very funny," McCoy rolled his eyes, "What do you want?"
"Making sure that Commander Scott stopped by," Kirk said.
"Yeah she did," McCoy answered, "She signed and I gave her a BP hypo."
"Okay, good," there was a pause, "We'll be in the Uzh Vulcan atmosphere in forty minutes. I want you to be in the transport room in thirty."
"Yes, sir," McCoy jumped a little at the sudden appearance of arms wrapping around his waist. A smile tugged at his lips the hands slipping underneath his shirt sending a shiver down his back at the feel of the cool leather, "Thirty minutes." More than enough time.
"Good," Kirk paused again then added, "Make sure you bring a long everything—"
"Jim, don't worry, I'll probably over pack on tools," McCoy bit his lip as one hand tugged at his belt, "Now is there anything else you need? I do have things I need to do before we leave."
"Sounds good, Bones," the transmission was cut and McCoy pushed another button the computer expressing the door had been locked.
McCoy turned around capturing the Scottish beauty in a tongue twisted kiss knowing fully well that there was something wrong about all of this, but he couldn't stop.
A/N: I'm sorry this one is short, but I had to cut up about fifty pages of story and I had to cut here so the next chapter would make more sense as it is now. Please Review I like knowing what everyone thinks!