Author's note: I'm back - with chapter 8!
McCoy's POV
I put the PADD I'm working on down on the desk in front of me. Two days of medical reports is a lot to have to catch up on. I take a few minutes to stretch, and then I sit back down, pen in hand, staring at the door. Dammit, McCoy! Stop worrying so much… He's the best engineer on this damned ship, he knows how to avoid getting injured. Don't be so worried about him…
I pick the PADD up again, and resume the work that needs to get done. I'm tapping my foot on the floor, nervous; regardless if I think he can take care of himself. They say the same things about Jim; 'He can take care of himself, he's the best captain we have!' - And then he ends up in medical anyway. I laugh to myself. He's the only captain we have. My thoughts are disrupted by the sound of sickbay's door opening – once again, revealing Jim shoving a red apple down his throat.
"Hi, Bones. Enjoying being back at work? Is it a lot of work to catch up on? Are you ready to beam down to a planet at any given time?" I take a few minutes to process everything he's saying, as he's walking closer to the desk I'm sitting at.
"One question at a time, Jim! Are you trying to make my damn brain hurt?" I say, a very audible aggravation sounding in my voice.
"You, Scotty, Spock and I are getting ready to beam down to a planet in a few hours. Be ready, be in your dress uniform."
"My dress uniform? What for?"
"It's a 'Welcome to the Federation of Planets' party, and so Spock said we need to wear our dress uniforms." Jim says, taking another chunk out of his apple.
"Great… now we're listening to the pointy eared bastard again.." I think out loud.
"It's not so bad, is it? He's a great guy, Bones."
"The bastard marooned you on Delta Vega! That doesn't seem like a great guy to me, Jim!" I yell, standing up.
"Hey! If it weren't for me being marooned, you would never have met Scotty, so cool it! I'll call you to the bridge an hour prior to beaming down. Come dressed up, and lose the attitude, Bones." I can tell he's not joking for once. Note to self: don't show negative emotion toward the Vulcan around Jim.
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I dig out my dress uniform reluctantly. I hate this thing… I take a minute to examine it, before I head to the bathroom, shower, and change. I start walking toward the bridge, pulling at my shirt, which is clinging to my chest. I wonder what Scotty looks like in a dress uniform..?
Author's note: Yes, you do still have to wait to find out what I named that planet. Thanks for all the great suggestions, by the way. - me not being serious. I was gone for a week and I didn't get a single one! :P
