Heads up! This is an overly fluffy piece! Something that isn't my specialty. I regret nothing! Oh and do you guys like making me think or something? I don't mind but really! Also, another long drabble... Enough rambling! Go embrace this fluffiness!

DISCLAIMER I DO NOT OWN STAR TREK

11. Storms

There were a lot of good things about space. A lot of bad things as well. But the thing that made traveling around in space, to Jim at least, was the lack of storms. He thought about it, the lack of earth like storms. Ion storms were common around magnetic planets, but those didn't really count as there wasn't anything to indicate they were occurring other than communication interference. Jim could live with that.

It was the storms on earth that he couldn't deal with, or any storms resembling the ones on earth. He knew that it was a childish fear but ever since he encountered his first storm, the first one he recalled at least, he was terrified. He was pretty sure it was an instinctual fear that formed from the event surrounding his breath, that was the only thing that he could come up with. He was just making excuses he knew, but what else was he going to do.

The senior crew had no idea, it wasn't something that came up with. He didn't mind, he liked making them think that he was invincible, it built up good morale. Though there was one person who was aware of fear. It was Bones. Which wasn't much of a surprise. They were best friends and Jim had spent many a night in the grumpy doctors quarters for various reasons, he was drunk, bailed on his date, he was kicked out of his date's room, studying, him being sick, him being injured, and the one time that Bones was sick. There was a plethora of reasons that he was in Bones dorms.

It had been in their first year, midterms were approaching quickly and Jim and Bones had gotten take out and spent the night studying. It was early in the morning when the first roll of thunder woke Jim up. At first he had thought that he was hearing things, but seconds later a bright flash illuminated the dark room. Jim had let out an involuntary whimper.

That's when he found out how light a sleeper Bones was. The man had woken the moment he heard a noise that shouldn't have been in his room, coming from Jim.

The doctor yawned and then spoke, "What's up?"

"Nothing. Go back to sleep." Jim had tried to keep his voice even.

Bones was about to comply when a clap of thunder occurred, the storm had formed right over top of them. Jim jumped at the sudden noise, and Bones didn't miss it.

"Jim?" Bones tried again.

Jim let out a shaky breath. "I-Its nothing."

Bones arched an eyebrow, not that the blond would be able to see it in the darkness. It was another half a minute before there was another brilliant flash of thunder. Jim actually yelped, and this time it couldn't be mistaken.

Bones' medical instinct kicked in. He was out of his warm bed, he would've regretted leaving the cocoon if there wasn't something else occupying his mind. He crossed the room to the pull out bed in a few short strides. He stood next to the bed and observed its occupant.

Jim didn't seem visibly hurt, which was a plus. Yes, Bones had to check the kid for injuries Jim had hurt himself before and not told the doctor until late at night. So then he went to the next most likely solution, there was someone else in the room. A quick scan revealed the door to be closed and there wasn't anything out of place. Besides, a person in their room wouldn't scar Jim. He stared at the kid stumped when the thunder finally sounded once more. Bones saw Jim curl up into himself.

Oh.

Was all Bones could think. He wasn't sure how to handle a scared Jim. It wasn't a common occurrence. With two consecutive flashes of lighting and a quick succession of thunder claps, Jim had effectively wedged himself into the bed corner and was as small as was physically possible for him.

Bones wasn't a fan of the site. He did the only thing he could think of, after all it had worked with Joanna when she had been afraid of storms. He crawled into the bed with Jim. He saw the weariness in the too blue eyes. He knew part of it was because Jim was afraid of Bones' reaction, the doctor knew that, but he wasn't sure the other part of the weariness, he would have to talk to the kid about that later. He sat next to the younger man.

Jim was still unsure of the situation. Bones shrugged, and the next spark of lightning Jim was burying his face into Bones' shoulder. Bones would've chuckled if he didn't know that it would cause Jim to recoil back faster than a man had been bitten by a snake. Jim tried to act like an adult, but he really was just a child at heart, and sometimes he acted like one.

The two best friends had somehow fallen asleep. Both were surprised when the woke up and found themselves in the same position. Bones was surprised he had fallen asleep in the uncomfortable position, but his body was giving him hell for it already. Jim was surprised that he had slept through the storm.

They just looked at each other and shrugged. Then they went about their daily business, deciding that it wasn't worth talking about. It was over with.

Jim stared out at the observation deck. He smiled to himself, he certainly was glad of the lack of storms he would be encountering. They were a hindrance to his image as a Captain. Who the hell gets shaken by a little storm. Even if said storm produces time traveling Romulans seeking revenge. It was a child's fear, Jim decided, but there wasn't anything he could do about it.

Take the fluff! Yes, I did just write a comforting!Bones and Scared!Jim that wasn't slash and was best friend! Hehe. Anyway I'm out. Leave your words or requests! Later! ~IF