Thanks to everyone who reviewed yesterday! That made me so happy!
I am a melt in your arms Spock fan, but a diehard McCoy fan. I actually ended up writing more Bones than anything else this time around, it's been really fun. Now enough of my gosh darn talking, here's the story:
Bones hated transporters. He didn't like the feeling of slowly disappearing only to show up somewhere else. He thought them suitable gateways to heck. After stepping onto the transporter, there was no turning back. You either came back, or you didn't.
So it was with reasonable justification that Bones refused to come with Kirk down to explore the planet. He was an old man, he'd had enough adventures. Leave the danger to the younger generation.
"C'mon, Bones!" Kirk protested, "It'll be fun!"
Bones gave Jim a dry look, "I'd hardly call risking life and limb 'fun'."
"Please, Bones! We need you down there!" What's gonna happen when Spock hurts himself and we don't have a doctor?"
"Captain," Spock was already standing on the transporter and was starting to look impatient, "I strongly object to that remark."
Kirk gave a sheepish grin before turning back to the doctor. "Bones don't be such an infant. You're coming with us and that's that."
The doctor's jaw dropped, "You're ordering me to come with you?"
"Yep," Kirk grinned cheerfully, hoping up on the transporter, "I am. And you better be happy about it too."
Bones gave a long sigh. "I guess you do need babysitting, don't you?" Muttering to himself, he climbed the stairs to the transporter and gave the lieutenant on duty a scowl.
"Um, Bones?" Kirk spoke up, "You have to be happy, remember?"
Bones' mouth was working but no words came out. Probably mouthing curses that would be considered anything but joyful. Finally closing his eyes, he appeared to be counting before uttering a single word: "Yay,"