Thanks for the follows and reviews, wow that last story got a bit intense at the end. Hope that was ok and not too much for you guys. Just thought I'd follow on a bit of what I've read in other fics re Frank and his abuse.

Any ways on to a new letter, as I've said before I'd love suggestions for the up and coming letters, it's surprisingly hard to think of things hahahaha.

G is for Gastro

Kirk sat on his chair in the middle of the bridge, things had been thankfully slow for a while now and as a whole the crew were enjoying the slower pace of things lately. It was nearing the end of Alpha shift and Kirk couldn't wait for the moment he could walk off the bridge and back to his quarters as he felt rough. His stomach had been doing somersaults for the last few hours and the cramping was taking his breath away. He reached a hand up as a bead of sweat rolled down his forehead. God he hated being ill, as that usually meant a trip to sickbay and Bones's love of hypo sprays was enough to keep Kirk from going at all costs.

It hadn't escaped Kirks attention that Spock had been watching him from across the bridge, damned Vulcan. If he worked out that Kirk wasn't feeling well he would insist that he go to see the Doctor so Kirk was determined to put on his best "I'm fine" face until he could go back to his quarters and hide in blessed peace. No such luck though Kirk thought as Spock rose from his chair and approached Kirk in his Captains chair.

"Captain, are you feeling well?"

"Yes Mr Spock I'm fine"

"Are you certain, you are sweating and your respirations have increased"

His respirations, Spock was fucking counting how many times he fucking breathed. Unbelievable.

"I'm fine Commander, just tired and looking forward to going off shift. "

Spock tilted his head in that annoying way he did when he knew that someone was lying to him, damned Vulcan lie detector. "Captain, perhaps you should go down to sickbay and ask Doctor McCoy to check your vitals"

Kirk stood up, trying to act like the pain in his stomach wasn't there. Keep relaxed he thought to himself.

"I don't need sickbay, I'm fine." Just then the beta shift commander entered the bridge and Kirk breathed a sigh of relief. "Mr Spock, please debrief the commander. If I'm needed I'll be in my quarters"

"Understood Captain"

Kirk turned to walk in to the turbo lift, the movement was gentle, barely perceptible but damn Kirks stomach seemed to be able to feel it as it lurched and Kirk had to work hard to stop himself from vomiting on to the turbo lift floor.

Arriving at his quarters Kirk typed in his entrance code and walked in, relief washing through him as the doors slid closed behind him. He kicked off his Starfleet issue boots and pulled the gold shirt over his head, and he could no longer avoid it. Racing to the bathroom he just slid to his knees in front of the toilet as his stomach gave a heave and he lost his stomach contents into the bowl.

And there he stayed, as his stomach emptied itself over and over again until there was nothing left but the foamy bile. When his stomach finally stopped Kirk pushed himself up and using the basin splashed water over his face and brushed his teeth.

Ugh, he felt terrible. The cramps were almost unbearable and his throat was now raw from being sick so much.

"I just need my bed" Kirk said to himself and stripped off his now sweat soaked black undershirt and grey trousers and climbed into the comfort of his bed. Snuggling himself down under the duvet Kirk tried to ignore the pain and go to sleep hoping that by tomorrow he would be feeling a lot better only to be disturbed by his door chime being activated.

"Damnit Spock" he mumbled. No doubt that pointy eared bastard had decided to come and check if he was ok, or even worse he had...

"Jim, are you in there?"

even worse he had notified Bones that he believed Kirk was feeling unwell and Bones had come to check on him.

"I'm fine Bones, just trying to get an early night" Kirk shouted out to the Doctor stood behind the doors, hoping that his voice sounded confident and that Bones wouldn't...

Goddamnit! Being a Doctor, McCoy had emergency access codes for all the crew quarters and Captain Kirk was no exception and here he was using his to enter the room.

"Damnit Bones you're only supposed to use your access code in an emergency" Kirk moaned as he sat up in his bed.

"Yeah and anyone who knows you kid, knows that when you say you're fine you are definitely not fine"

Kirk just rolled his eyes. He and Bones had been friends for a long time and he trusted Bones with his life, unfortunately this also meant that Bones knew him almost better than he knew himself and it was getting increasingly difficult to hide anything from him especially in the confines of a starship.

"Seriously Bones it's nothing I'm f..." Kirk couldn't finish the sentence before he felt his stomach churn again and he had to bolt to the bathroom to make another deposit in its shiny white bowl.

"Yeah, sure kid. Well you sound fine dont ya" Bones crossed his arms in front of himself as Kirk shuffled into view as he went to the basin to wash up.

"Look, I'm sure it's just something I ate. " Kirk could feel Bones eyes boring into him, and he walked back past him trying to look as confident in his own diagnosis as he could. But as expected McCoy didn't believe him and pulled his medical tricorder out of his medkit.

"Seriously Bones, don't you go anywhere without your special bag" Kirk groaned as he climbed back into bed.

"With a walking medical text book like you on board Jim I have to practically sleep with the thing"

Kirk just groaned as McCoy sat on the edge of the bed and waved the tricorder over him. "Well, you're not dying kid, but you do have a fever. In my official capacity as ships doctor I diagnose a gastrointestinal virus."

"But not deadly right" Kirk answered "So no need to call all those Orion girls to come and weep over my deathbed just yet"

McCoy stowed his tricorder back into his medkit "Unbelievable "McCoy muttered under his breath but loud enough for Kirk to hear.

"Right Bones, well if that's that how's about you tootle back off to your precious medical bay and leave your Captain to get some sleep" Kirk smiled and buried himself deeper into the duvet so only his eyes were showing over the top.

"Yeah, not so fast kid. You'll need to take something for that temperature of yours and I can give you an antiemetic to stop the vomiting" Rifling in his med bag McCoy pulled out a hypo and a couple of vials of brightly coloured liquids.

Kirk upon seeing this slid across the bed away from the doctor "Bones, seriously I'm fine. Just need some sleep, come on you know I'm the tough Captain of a federation Starship. All I need is some sleep and I'll be right as rain to go and fight with the Klingons tomorrow, or argue semantics with the Cardassians, or trip over the logic of the Vulcans"

McCoy pushed the first vial into the hypospray, "Don't be such a baby Jim and come here" Kirk made no effort to move closer. Rolling his eyes McCoy stood and walked around the other side of the bed only for his big brave starship Captain friend to shuffle back to the other side again.

"Damnit Jim, stop being such an infant. How do you think the rest of the crew will look at you when they find out a badass such is yourself is scared of a little hypo"

"I bet you don't stab them with it as hard as you stab me" Kirk whined realising that he sounded like a big kid and not caring.

"Jim, either you sit and take it like a man or I'll call Spock to come down here and hold you down"

McCoy knew he had won, Kirks shoulders slumped and he lay his head back into the pillows in defeat

'Fine, just be gentle"

"Gentle is my middle name" McCoy responded as he administered the first hypo and switched around the vials. Jim had raised his hand to rub the side of his neck so McCoy stabbed the second hypo into the other side.

"Ow!"

"Big Baby"

"I should have you thrown in the brig for assaulting a superior officer" Kirk whined not caring that he sounded ever so slightly pathetic.

"Superior? You realise in medical cases I outrank you right, not to mention as your elder you should show me a bit more respect"

"Alrigt old man, well how about you take your stabby stabby spray away and leave me alone to sleep" Kirks eyes shone with the mischievous look that McCoy couldn't help but laugh at.

"Whatever you say kid, I'll check in on you before Alpha shift tomorrow. " and with that McCoy instructed the computer to lower the light level and turned to leave. Just as the doors slid open a voice called from behind him

"Thanks Bones"

McCoy smiled and headed back to his quarters.