A/N - Hey guys. So here's the next chapter of the story. Sadly, this one will be coming to an end shortly. The next chapter might be the last. However, I really like this pairing and am thinking about either a sequel or a brand new story. Anyway, hope you enjoy this chapter.


McCoy sat at his desk, his glazed eyes going over the half finished report that was supposed to be submitted an hour ago. Due to the events of the last twenty-four hours he just couldn't keep his mind on something so simple. The thoughts of what he could have done differently were swarming his mind and allowing the guilt to sink in.

It was his fault that Sam didn't accept Jim.

It was his fault that Sam died.

It was his fault that Jim had no family left.

It was his fault Spock was blinded.

It was his fault that Jim was unhappy.

The good Doctor looked at his wall and knew that Jim would be waking up in a few minutes. He also knew that he needed time on his own to think about this and that Jim should be alone to grieve.

When he heard the alert that signaled Jim waking up he let out a breath and walked out, forcing a familiar scowl onto his face. "You should still be asleep."

Jim looked up and flashed him a tired, but somehow still perfect smile. "Nothing keeps me down long." He got up, testing the strength of his legs. Finding them sore but nothing more, wrapped his arms around McCoy's neck. "Thanks Bones."

"Don't thank me just yet," he muttered, his own face hidden in Jim's neck, taking in the musky and sweet smell of the man he loved. He wanted to remember this scent forever. Slowly, McCoy's hands made their way down Jim's body, wanting to memorize the shape and feel of it.

After swallowing Jim pulled back to face McCoy. "My quarters, Doctor?"

McCoy nodded and forgot about finishing the report. He needed this right now. He needed to see that Jim was ok and he needed to know Jim's body in every way.

The pair was silent as they made their way to deck five and Jim's quarters. Once inside McCoy kissed Jim, taking total control of the situation. He forced Jim against the wall, his lips attaching to Jim's with a bruising force. With a doctor's precision he ran his hands over the fine points of the Captain's body. When he knew how it felt covered in the familiar uniform he stripped Jim's shirt off.

He moved a couple inches away and traced his fingers down the side of Jim's face and neck before learning the lines of his chest and abdomen. He felt Jim's heart rate increase and heard the quickening of his breath.

"Bones…" Jim whispered.

McCoy ignored him and undid his pants. His fingers traced the muscles of his thighs and calves before running over the tight muscles of his buttocks. The last thing he explored was the erection in front of him. As gently as he could he slid his fingers over it before giving it a gentle lick. The needy gasp he heard from Jim's mouth made him look up and he smiled.

"Let's get to the bed." As Jim nodded McCoy walked him there and laid him down as if Jim was made of the finest china. He undressed himself and his eyes never left Jim's blue eyes. Once he was undressed he lay on top of Jim and kissed him lightly.

This is the last time Jim. I won't have you hurt anymore because of me.

McCoy moaned as Jim explored his body in the same way. He felt the calloused finger tips caress the skin of his neck and chest, tracking the lines of his legs and ass. His own erection was graced with the lightest flick of the tongue and McCoy would have sworn that he had never felt anything as good. When Jim came up and their eyes met McCoy saw the same thing in Jim's eyes that he himself was feeling.

Jim looked down at McCoy and gave him a soft and love filled smile. He needed to know that McCoy was there, that McCoy was real. The he loved him and wanted him, that he accepted him. That finally he had found someone that understood and wanted to be around him.

Their lips met again, but it stayed tender and soft. Their hands wrapped around each other and kept their bodies in contact. It wasn't long before the need of more physical contact was needed and the two bodies moved against each other, slick with a thin layer of sweat.

"I need to feel you Bones."

McCoy nodded, slowly shifting Jim's position and slid into him. Both men moaned as their bodies came together and were one. The movements were slow but hard, Jim's nails digging into the muscles on McCoy's back.

Neither knew how much time had passed and they didn't really care. All they knew was that they were there, they had each other, and that they were real. When the release came Jim let out a low moan and McCoy gasped. Even if this hadn't been the most erotic sex he had, it was probably the best. Trembling he laid next to Jim but refused to let go. He looked at him and saw the light in Jim's eyes.

Jim rested his head on McCoy's chest and listened to the steady heart beat that kept him tethered to the ground. He let his arm drape over the slim waist and he took in the scent that surrounded them. Slowly, without lifting his head, he gazed up and saw McCoy looking at him. The fingers of said Doctor were running through Jim's dark blonde hair and his eyes were on him.

"Leonard, I love you."

McCoy froze and his mouth opened slightly. "You called me Leonard."

Jim blushed in the dim light and nodded. "Mistake?"

McCoy shook his head and kissed Jim's forehead. "You've never called me that. I like it," he said and smiled softly.

The doubts he had about Jim before this started were gone from his mind. He could tell by the look in Jim's eyes, the way he had clung to McCoy, the tone of his voice when he said his first name, that Jim needed him as much as he needed Jim. He couldn't just leave him. As he continued to look into those mesmerizing blue eyes he smiled, "Love you too."

The silence fell over them again and Jim stared at the wall. "I'm the last one, you know that Bones? There aren't any Kirks left but me; no one to carry on the family name." His voice cracked as he continued to speak and McCoy was grateful that he was allowed to see Jim's vulnerable side again.

"None of them accepted me you know. To my mom I was too much like dad. To Sam I was an annoying little brother that lived because his Dad died and I was a freak that fell in love with my best friend. My grandparents died and told me that I would never live up to my dad." Jim's voice was soft and McCoy pulled him close.

"You know Jim, I didn't stick around because of who your dad was. I stayed because I couldn't pull away. I needed to be around you," he said and felt Jim's lips curl into a small smile. "You made me forget my wife, how she made me feel. I felt young again, wanted, needed."

McCoy looked at the ceiling, "If I hadn't met you I don't know if I would have ended up here. I was in pretty bad shape those first couple months we knew each other." He looked back at Jim, "What I'm trying to say is that…you're stuck with me kid."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

Both men were silent for a while. It wasn't uncomfortable, but it was reflective. It gave them both time to think on what had happened. Jim started tracing shapes on McCoy's arm and the Doctor started talking again.

"I should have been able to do more. You're brother shouldn't have died, Spock shouldn't be blind. You shouldn't have been in pain for so long."

Jim looked up at him, "We'll figure something out."

"I just wanted you to be happy Jim, that's all I've wanted for so long."

The young Captain propped himself up, his eyes on him. "Bones…Leonard. I may not be showing it, I may have other things weighing me down, but you make me happy. You have no idea how happy you make me."

McCoy looked and him and kissed his head. "If you say so."

"You remember what you just said, that I was stuck with you?" Jim smiled when McCoy nodded. "Well you are never getting rid of me."

The Doctor laughed. "Get some sleep Jim, you have to be tired."

For once, Jim nodded, "Love you."

"Love you too kid."

The next day Jim sat on the bridge, feeling good to be back there but missing Spock's presence. He knew that McCoy would do everything he could for Spock but it just wasn't the same without his friend there to tell him how stupid and childish he was being.

He was making a recording in his Captain's Log when the yeoman looked over and pointed, "Captain, it's Mister Spock!"

"Spock, you can see."

"Indeed Captain."

Jim looked at McCoy with a questioning look, but Spock spoke again. "It was a genetic trait Captain. The brightness of the Vulcan sun has caused our species to develop an inner eyelid. We ignore it, much like you ignore your appendix." Spock took his seat, his eyes going right to the scanners in front of him.

Jim looked at McCoy and Uhura and smirked before walking over and clasping his hands behind his back. "Mr. Spock, regaining eye sight would be an emotional experience for most. You, I presume, felt nothing."

"Quite the contrary Captain, I had a very strong reaction."

"Oh?" he responded.

"My first sight was the face of Doctor McCoy bending over me."

McCoy frowned but said in a good, sarcastic nature. "It's a pity that brief blindness did not increase your appreciation for beauty Mister Spock."

Jim and Uhura laughed when Spock's eyebrow rose. The Captain let Spock get back to his duties and took a seat in his chair.

"I should have known he would have come up with something like that."

Jim looked at McCoy, "What?"

"I said don't tell Spock I said he was the best First Officer in the Fleet."

Before Jim could respond Spock turned in his chair. "Thank you Doctor."

Jim laughed, "You were so worried about his eyes that you forgot about his hearing Bones. I'll say this though.'

McCoy looked at Jim with a frown, "What?"

"I didn't mind waking up to you bending over me."

The Doctor blushed, "Not an appropriate place to - "

"Shut up," Jim groaned and kissed him softly.


A/N - Aw yay, a sweet happy chapter…finally. Anyway, so the whole sequence of dialogue about Spock's getting his eye sight back and McCoy being the first thing he saw is directly for TOS and is probably one of my favorite scenes. Like I said, this story is going to be coming to a close soon but there is good news. There will be another story in the future. I just posted a story called Attempt Series that will include my one-shot Attempt Number Four.

Anyway, thanks for reading and tell me whatcha think.

L.A.