Here's the next one for you. As usual I don't own Star Trek or any of the characters.
Jim continued staring at the ceiling, he was sucking in as much oxygen as his body would allow. At this rate he wouldn't be surprised if the whole ship ran out of oxygen, he would have taken it all. In fact he probably would, because that's what he is, he's a murderer, right? Jim had hurt and killed a lot of people, he began to think of all the people who had died near him, near his travels, it hadn't even been more than 5 years, by the time he was finished everyone would be dead, everyone would be-
"Jim, look at me" a voice cut through his thoughts, it belonged to McCoy. What if in the future, he would have killed-
"Jim, you need to calm down, Spock?" Jim's eyed were racing around his head, he couldn't keep up.
"I'm afraid Jim is right, doctor. I cannot do anything that he does not allow, it would be a crime against my people." Spock had a hint of panic in his voice too now. Jim was becoming more aware of the fact that Spock's hand was firmly held onto his shoulders to keep him down.
"Doctor, what do you think the cause would be?" Spock asked McCoy, who was muttering curses to himself.
"I don't know, Spock, I'm not allowed to use the equipment here" he hissed at the Vulcan. He was trying to concentrate on what to do next, the logically obsessed pointy goblin wasn't helping. "I do think that whatever he was poisoned with back on Santuria has started to get worse. I don't know if it's temporary, I don't know if it's a disease, I don't know anything because I never got the chance because I was too slow!" McCoy yelled at the goblin. Spock made a face to McCoy that easily told him that he wasn't making things easier, in fact the yelling seemed to have raised his heart rate slightly. It was now up to 190, and McCoy was tremendously concerned.
Jim was patting his hand over the bed, trying to find a place to hold on to so he could lift himself up. The Vulcan refused, he would not be moving an inch from the Captain anytime soon. McCoy's face fell into Jim's line of sight.
"Alright, Jim, I need you to listen to me" he said, unnervingly seriously. Jim continued to stare at the man.
"That toxin is making a damn good mess of you right now and it's my fault for not checking things out on time, but for now I need you to listen"
Jim focused much of his energy into listening to his… friend?
"I need you to breathe deeply, in through your mouth, out through your nose, alright kid?" Jim nodded, and tried to do so. "In and out, inhale and exhale". Jim wasn't used to taking orders from another person, but right now he didn't care. He took shaky deep breathes, coughing vigorously as he did so. Then, as to everyone's expectation (and almost relief), Jim's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he passed out.
There was a long silence, everyone was staring at the Captain.
"My god" McCoy finally blurted out. He watched as his vitals started to drop to a somewhat normal condition.
"Doctor, I believe I-"
"That's McCoy to you now, Spock"
"…McCoy, I believe I need to report to bridge, and inform the others of the situation with the Captain. They will be worried, and as I understand, your human emotions will cause you to sit with much anxiety, especially with the possibility that the Captain's absence will be prolonged, and so I wish not to cause extended periods of stress"
McCoy blinked and tried to piece the words together.
"Alright, Spock. But remember he's fired us all, you can't go making announcements yourself or anything"
"I wish only to inform the bridge of the Captain's condition, I do not believe that I require a privilege to talk to crew members" Spock said.
McCoy waved his hand down at him. "Just do it Spock" he sighed.
"Get away from me"
Spock turned around to find Jim Kirk awake, standing, and shaking, with a phaser in hand.
"Captain, I believe you are emotionally compromised, please lay down"
"Get off my ship" Jim growled, almost heaving in exhaustion. Spock turned the other direction to get away from the man. Jim took off out the door, storming into the turbo lift.
"Ugh..." McCoy groaned to himself, ready to follow Jim around the ship. "God knows what he's thinking of doing right now"
"I will stay here, I need..." Spock began, and paused.
"Oh god, don't you start" McCoy grumbled, walking out the door to find Jim.
"...to watch for the return of Jim" Spock finished. McCoy forced a smile at the man and nodded. "I'm going to the bridge"
"Jim did what?" Uhura stood up in worry. "Where's Spock?"
"He's fine, he stayed in the sickbay in case Jim returns" McCoy answered her impatiently. "Now we don't have a lot of time, has anyone seen the Captain?"
There was a pause and then,
"Yeah, I have" came a voice from Mr Sulu, with a fixated stare. McCoy followed Sulu's eyes and slightly jumped when he found Jim was standing at the door.
McCoy gazed at Jim, gesturing his hands around everywhere with his slightly gaping mouth until he finally said "Why don't you get over here kid? We can all relaaax and have some… coffee, or something"
Jim slowly walked up to McCoy, got all up in his face, then turned to Sulu.
"Send us out to Romulus" the Captain demanded. Sulu looked up at McCoy, who turned to the Captain.
"Jim, Romulus was destroyed, it doesn't exist!" McCoy tried to explain to him.
"I don't care" Jim turned and grabbed McCoy by the shirt collar, "Get us to Romulus, now."
Sulu shook his head, then proceeded to set course. McCoy tugged himself free of Jim and waltzed over to Mr Sulu.
"What the hell are you doing?" he whispered through clenched teeth.
"I just set course for Romulus's old location." On that note, the sound of a door hissing open was apparent. Spock strolled out and went up to McCoy. "I heard news that Jim is here, doctor"
McCoy closed his eyes in frustration, "For the last time Spock, that's McCoy to you now."
Spock simply nodded. "We must report Jim's condition to Starfleet Command, McCoy"
"Yeah… I know what you mean. Listen, get Jim off the bridge so that I can get the crew in here to patch through to them, don't want him in the same room or he'll go nuts"
Spock lifted his head. "Of course." He turned to Jim. "Jim, I must discuss a matter of importance with you, outside of the bridge"
The Captain simply glared at the ex-first officer, and then followed him out the room. As the doors hissed shut, everyone could feel the tension drop and several sighs of relief were heard.
"Alright, Uhura I need communications with Starfleet Command" McCoy ordered. "I might not be the damn doctor here anymore but everyone on board this ship is gonna end up needing one if we don't get the kid seen to"
"Yes, doctor" Uhura said. McCoy smirked to himself over the fact everyone still considered them their CMO, regardless of the Captain's outburst.
"What exactly happened to him?" Mr Sulu asked. Several other faces turned around to get a response to the same question.
"Well, he uh…" McCoy didn't know how to phrase it. How did he explain that their Captain had fired half the ship's staff, wants to go to a planet that he knew was destroyed, fainted on the bridge no less than an hour ago and literally threw his apparent best friend up against the wall?
"He's a bit sick right now. Uh…" McCoy leaned against the wall, "Something to do with a poison on Santuria." Suddenly an eruption of yelling and smashing was heard outside the bridge.
"Dammit Spock, can't you keep a guy from losing his head at you for 3 minutes?" McCoy asked himself, marching over to the doors. The doors hissed open and McCoy was contemplating pulling Spock aside until he remembered he was probably compared to that of a pesky rat against the Vulcan's strength. Spock was trying to grab at Jim, who appeared to keep trying to run into the bridge, and he didn't want to let him.
McCoy then left the bridge to see what was happening between Spock and the Captain.
"He knows we are hiding something, McCoy"
"Well great going, now you just confirmed it to the kid"
Spock paused.
"That was not my intention"
Jim erruptly slammed his fist into the wall.
"This is my ship and I swear if you try to keep me from my own bridge any longer I'll be personally sending you off into a ditch"
Spock straightened his attire.
"Captain, you are not well, you are to stay away from the bridge for your own wellbeing."
Jim scoffed and darted through the doors. There was a set of planets displayed on screen. Jim was gazing at them in amazement.
"Blow em up... supernova or something. Blow them to bits!" He yelled excitedly, "Scotty?" He banged on the telecom.
"I can... load weapons, Captain" an answer came back hesitantly.
Spock and McCoy stood behind him, lost for words. Uhura left her station and approached Spock quickly. "Spock... is there not something we can do? No... Regulations?"
Spock thought for a second, and then looked down. "Only first officer can replace the Captain."
Uhura looked up at Spock hopefully.
"This was me, however, he has dismissed me with seemingly no other to replace the rank"
Uhura groaned, and turned to McCoy, who was now looking blank, staring at the floor. Maybe even defeated.
"Leaving your post, Lieutenant?" Jim asked, intimidating her. "We can't have that!" he grabbed his phaser hanging onto his belt and pointed it at Uhura. McCoy jumped in so fast that even Spock didn't notice at first.
"What the hell has gotten into you, Jim?" he yelled, Spock following after him. It didn't take a mind reader to notice Spock was getting agitated.
"She's a threat, she- agh!" Jim rapidly fell to the floor head first, cradling his head. McCoy immediately dropped to his knees and tried to look for injury without a tricorder.
"Hey, hey, easy" McCoy helped him sit up. "Your head hurting or something?" he looked over his head, then moved onto the rest of his body.
"Dunno… feel weird"
"Yeah, well, we all are" he grabbed the Captain's arms and hauled him up and over to a chair, "Come on, sit down". McCoy helped Jim over to his beloved chair and let him catch his breath for a few minutes.
"Jim…" the Captain looked up at the doctor, who was all but feeling sorry for him. "You need to let me help you!"
The Captain had a look in his eye of that of realisation. He stumbled back onto his feet and pointed the phaser back up at Uhura again.
"Jim no!" McCoy grabbed his arm and looked towards Uhura, who was standing idly, trying to keep herself calm.
"I need… to protect… this fleet"
"Jim we are safe, calm down man!"
"We're getting a transmission from Starfleet Command, they want us to come over there" Mr Sulu announced from the deck. Spock turned to Sulu. "Tell them that we are on our way." Sulu nodded and set co-ordinates for the Command centre.
"You said we were heading to Romulus!" Kirk was almost screaming into McCoy's ear, diving towards the controls. Spock marched towards him, reached and grasped his arms over the Captain's shoulders, pulled him backwards and shoved him against the wall firmly. He had his head turned to the side in questioning.
"Doctor McCoy get Uhura out of this bridge" the Vulcan demanded. McCoy nodded to the Lieutenant who obediently walked out of the bridge.
"She's dangerous, you just don't know it yet!" Jim was kicking at the Vulcan like a 6 year old having a tantrum. He stood straight and continued to restrain the Captain against the wall, his face impassive as per usual.
"Doctor, how much longer do you suggest the Captain's tantrum and illogical behaviour will last?"
"I don't know… I really don't know. I hate not knowing and I can't do anything about it."