Thanks for the Memories
Based on the video by sakuri69
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Not Star Trek, not the song, not even the video this is based off. I just have the pleasure of writing this for the loverly lady. Hope y'all enjoy.
Summary: A few days before McCoy joined Starfleet, he and Spock hooked up in some po-dunk town in Iowa. They aren't pleased to meet up again – especially since they're supposed to be dating other people. Trouble is, neither can stop thinking about it, much to their shared irritation. Only after Spock almost dies on Vulcan does it occur to McCoy that it might have been more than a one night stand…
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The entire class had been summoned to the auditorium, for God knows what reason. So, McCoy had filed in, Kirk at his side, and Spock on his mind. He hadn't been able to stop thinking about him in the few days since the test, and it was starting to bother him. He hadn't been this stuck on someone since he'd been in med school. Sure, it was a little easier back then, seeing as how he wasn't usually dating exclusively, but it was just as irritating.
"James T. Kirk. Step forward."
It felt like all the air had been sucked from the room. McCoy turned to Kirk, a look of surprise on his face. What the hell is going on? It was clear in his eyes. He could only watch as Kirk stood and made his way to one of the two podiums on the floor. Once he was in position, he looked up at the Academy president.
"Cadet Kirk, evidence has been submitted to this council suggesting you violated the ethical code of conduct pursuant to regulation 17.43 of the Starfleet code. Is there anything you care to say before we begin?" said the president. His tone showed that he wouldn't take any of Kirk's usual charm lightly. This was serious.
After a second of uncomfortable silence, Kirk nodded. "Yes, sir. I believe I have the right to face my accuser directly." McCoy was proud. Kirk's voice didn't shake at all.
The president nodded and raised a hand towards the crowd. "Step forward, please. This is Commander Spock, one of our most distinguished graduates. He's programed the Kobayashi Maru test for the last four years." A tall black-clad figure rose, straightened his jacket, and made his way stoically down the steps to the free podium. Spock. McCoy shifted in his seat as he watched Spock and Kirk exchange a glare.
"Cadet Kirk, it is obvious that you somehow managed to install and activate a sub-routine into the programming code, thereby changing the conditions of the test." said Spock coolly. Much more poised than the last time McCoy had seen him.
He could tell Kirk wasn't impressed by Spock's seemingly unflappable demeanor. "You're point being?" he quipped easily.
"In academic vernacular, you cheated." The president was bristling slightly, and McCoy could feel the rest of the room holding their breath. This didn't seem like it would end well.
Over the next few minutes, McCoy watched the two argue back and forth, one with passion, and one with an irritating disinterest. This wasn't the Spock he half-remembered. The only other time he had met the Vulcan, Spock had been awkwardly sociable and polite until McCoy managed to get a few bars worth of chocolate down his neck. Now, it seemed he had changed into a dry, stuffy stickler for the rules.
He tried to be more worried for Kirk, he really did, but all his thoughts were on Spock. How can he bring up his father? That's a low ass blow. he thought, his eyebrows knitting in irritation. This couldn't be the same person he'd met three years ago. Then again, three years can really change a person.
And suddenly, everything was brought to a screeching halt by a redshirt with a PADD for the president. Everyone waited with ill-contained nerves as whatever messages was read, and the PADD was given back to the redshirt. The president stood and looked out over the class. "We have received a distress call from Vulcan." McCoy glanced at Spock, who had, if possible, stiffened even more. "Cadets, report to Shuttle Hangar One immediately – this hearing is at recess until further notice – dismissed."
McCoy rose with the other cadets, and watched as Spock all but ran from the room. He must be more scared than he'd ever let on. thought the doctor as he made his way to Kirk's side. He put a comforting hand on Kirk's back, rubbing gently before taking it away.
"Who was that pointy eared bastard?" asked Kirk in a shaken and hoarse voice. McCoy watched the Vulcan's exiting form and shrugged easily.
"I dunno." he lied. He cast a raised eyebrow at Kirk and gave him a little smile. "But I like him."
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[AN: Alrighty, folks, things are about to get kinda hairy. This is the point when I take liberty with the script and timeline in the story, and basically screw around with applied phlebotonium to make everything believable. Still can't make up my mind who should top, so comments and ideas are still greatly appreciated. Thanks to everyone who have read this and commented so far.
To the anon commenters: Thanks so much for taking the time to read and comment, but I can't thank you personally for you're ideas if you don't sign in. And to RyterHarpie - I'm liking you're idea a lot!]