"How I wish, how I wish you were here"

Bones

They did nothing to Bones. At least not at first. They simply threw him into another room, one identical to the first and left him there, sealing the door behind them. They didn't even bother putting him in shackles, despite the fact that there were some dangling from the wall. They just left him to his own devices on the cold floor. He simply laid there, breathing hard. What the hell were these assholes up to? Suddenly separating them? Was this supposed to be another form of torture? If it was, it was already working, at least for Bones. Watching what they were doing to Jim was awful, but this was already worse and it had only been minutes. At least when he was there, he knew what was happening and how bad it was. Now he had no way of knowing. They could be in there murdering him at this very second, and Bones wouldn't know.

Somehow finding the will and energy to stand, he made his way back to the door. He didn't try opening it, there was no point in that. He simply sat down against it, pressing his ear to it. He may not be able to see Jim, but he could at least try to hear him. He wasn't sure whether to be worried or relieved that he couldn't hear his best friend. It may be naive of him to believe that they weren't doing anything to his best friend, but that may be all that would keep him from losing it.

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Enterprise

They were waiting for a word from the landing party. They hadn't been down there long, but Spock was already getting anxious. It's not that he thought it would be easy to find Jim and Doctor McCoy, in fact it was quite the opposite, but he was at least hoping for something to put them on the right path. He stood behind Sulu, hands folded behind his back. Sulu was well aware of this, and honestly it was freaking him out a little. "Spock, it's probably going to be at least an hour before they find anything. They're following the same path Kirk and McCoy did, and that's how long they were down there before we lost contact." Sulu said, turning to look up at Spock. Spock nodded, and walked slowly to the Captain's chair. He was well aware of this, but he wanted something to tell him that there was a chance of them still being alive. He wanted to be proved wrong for once. He wanted that landing party to prove every calculation he had made wrong. He wanted McCoy and Jim back on this ship as soon as possible.

….

Kirk

Jim pressed his forehead into the wall as he heard the whip coming down again. It collided with his back with a sharp slap and dragged down. He cried out in pain. He couldn't help it. They had been on this tactic for what seemed like ages. He had lost track somewhere around twenty-seven lashes. They weren't even asking questions anymore, just bringing the whip down over and over and over. He was preparing himself for the next one when he heard the leader say something in Klingon. Jim's shackles were released one by one, and they let him drop to the floor again. He didn't even try to move. He didn't have the will to. They let him lay there for a minute, discussing something in Klingon, before two of them hauled Jim to his feet. They fastened the shackles back around his wrists, but this time he was facing his captors instead of the wall. The leader gave Jim his usual wicked smile. "Anything to tell us, Captain?" Jim responded with a glare, before opting to spit at his torturer.

The Klingon didn't even look startled by Jim's choice of response. His wicked smile simply widened as he wiped Jim's spit from his face. "I see," he said simply. "Very well then." He turned to the other three Klingons and spoke to them, probably giving orders. The three began to leave, and the leader turned back to Jim. "You may like me to add, Captain Kirk, that everything we do to you, we do to the Doctor ten fold." Jim's heart sank to his stomach as the leader turned away from him. A very colorful vocabulary began streaming out of Jim's mouth. As the door began to close, he instinctively began yelling for Bones. But the door simply shut on him, and the lights shut off, leaving him alone in the dark to think about what he may have just done to Bones.

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Bones

Bones was still sitting against the door when he heard Jim. His voice came through the door very suddenly. At first, it only sounded like Jim was cussing someone out. Bones wouldn't blame him if he was. These Klingons were batshit crazy, who knows what they had been doing that whole time. But then his voice changed to a pure panic. Jim was screaming for him. "YOU LEAVE HIM ALONE YOU BASTARDS! BONES! BONES! BO-" his voice cut off. Bones scrambled to his feet, his heart pounding. He backed away from the door, trying to prepare himself for what may be on its way. His door opened, and three Klingons walked through. Bones tried to fight against them, but he knew three on one wasn't a fight he could win. Two of them forced Bones to the wall, his face being pushed against it. The third locked the shackles back around his wrists.

The door shut with the footsteps of the fourth Klingon, the leader. He approached Bones' side, and stood where Bones could see him. He was covered in blood…. God is that Jim's? A whip sat across his hands. It was covered in blood too. It had to be Jim's. Bones had the sudden urge to vomit. The Klingon grinned at him, running his hand down the whip and flicking the blood onto the wall. Bones could feel his heartbeat in his temples. "The captain.." the Klingon began, "sends his regards."

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Enterprise

It had been an hour, and they still hadn't heard back from the landing party. They had told the bridge their location a couple of times, but they were yet to report anything of importance. Spock was back to pacing back and forth across the bridge. Uhura had tried a number of times to comfort him, but at this point the only thing that could help was finding something. The bridge was sitting in a dead silence, the only sounds being the occasional beepings of machines and Spock's pacing. No one had even tried to contact the bridge, they knew not to in the current situation unless it was a true emergency. Even Chekov was unusually somber and quiet. It was almost as if none of them were daring to breathe too loudly on the off chance of missing something.

"Ensign Davis to Enterprise, Enterprise do you copy?"

Spock stopped in his tracks and watched Sulu as he responded to the landing party. "Enterprise to Ensign Davis, we copy."

"Is Captain Spock on the bridge?"

"Yes sir, he is."

"Captain, we've found something. You're not going to like it, sir." Spock took a step closer to Sulu.

"What is it, Ensign Davis?" he asked.

"It's a uh… It's a Klingon ship, Captain."

Sulu muttered shit under his breath. When Spock turned to look at Uhura, her hands were covering her mouth. Chekov exclaimed something in Russian.

"Do you know how many are aboard?"

"Our guess would be at least a dozen, sir."

"Very well. Get away from the ship and alert Mr. Scott of your location."

"Yes sir."

Everyone on the bridge looked to each other and then to their acting Captain. Sulu was the only one to speak. "What now, Captain?"

…

Bones

The pain was so intense he felt like he couldn't breathe. They had stopped whipping him, and had left him a bloody heap on the floor in the dark. His back and neck burned like they had set on fire. He could feel trails of blood running down his back. He pressed his face to the floor and took in a shaking breath. "God damn.." he moaned. He pulled his knees up under him.

He could feel himself shaking, though he couldn't decide whether it was from the pain or the cold. Maybe it was both. He found himself wishing Jim was there. Jim was at least somewhat of a comfort, a distraction of sorts. He wanted his best friend. He wanted back on that stupid ship. He hated that ship, but he wanted to see the walls of it. He even wanted to see that stupid hobgoblin. But here he was, probably going to die on this cold and dirty floor. He wondered if the crew of the Enterprise would even find he and Jim's bodies.

A/N: I just wanted to give a big thank you to everyone who has given me any kind of feedback on the story, whether you favorited, followed, or reviewed. I love seeing that people are enjoying this as much as I am. I also wanted to give a quick shout out to my best friend (you can find her on here at . . ) but she has been helping me a lot with this story, this chapter especially. I really enjoy writing this, so the next chapter will be up soon!