Sorry, apparently I didn't think Biology lab would have so much time into it…fuck. Anyway I'd like to dedicate this story to TamikaCat, and AnimexGamexFreak, thank you for all your awesome love! :D Now into the next chapter already!

McCoy POV

He felt his blood run cold when the waves lapped at his ankles. Kicking his shoes off with it, he didn't care for anything right now… Jim, Spock, or even Pike. He sighed as he looked up at the familiar sky in earnest. His palms planted firmly on his hips while he watched the constellations whirl around the darkened sky. He looked around for a steeping area. He located one, but its position was clearly not in his favor, it was maybe twenty yards away, which sucked because of the current.

"Maybe you shouldn't a done it Leo." He told himself. McCoy slowly, but surely made his way across the surging water, it wasn't so bad to swim through. Nothing like taming a stallion back in Georgia either…

He flopped onto the wet slippery rocks and clung to them for dear life. He felt his skin go tight against the cold blinding winds. Once he made it to the top the winds would calm down. Reaching for an opening and grunting as he pulled himself up, he was suddenly glad that he'd done all those exercises with Jim. He hoisted himself to the top and grabbed the railing.

"Jesus I thought you'd never make it back up." A velvety, yet serious tone invaded his ears.

"Uhura?" McCoy was slightly bewildered that she even cared where he was anyway.

"Come on adrenaline junkie…" She motioned him over. He took in the sight of her and laughed.

"What's with the trench coat?" He laughed.

"I am not hooking… tonight." She laughed with him. "So what's with all this?" she eyed him.

"I dunno I was jus' swimmin'…" Leonard's accent started to thicken.

"Didn't know for sure if you were trying to kill yourself…again." She uttered.

"I'm not Bella Swan!" he hissed.

"Oh didn't know you were into Twilight." She laughed harder.

"M' not it's jus' that Joanna is really into it ya know?" He beamed, "She loves it and now I've had to read the books to her." He scratched the back of his head in a nervous gesture.

"Oh…" Uhura's gaze slid down over Len's shirtless form.

"Uh sorry…" He just crossed his arms and smiled. Uhura slid off the coat and handed it to him.

"I ain't wearin' a woman's coat." He sniped.

"Yes… you will…" The demand was simple yet grating in his ears. This woman had the tone and attitude to be a captain, he smiled at that. He shoved his arms through the thin sleeves and felt it gather at his joints. He could tell the dark dress she wore looked like it was littered with glittering stars.

"You know this is rather form-fitting." He added.

"Maybe you should wear it in front of Kirk?" her answer startled him.

"How… did you?" He was puzzled and was at a loss for words.

"Hmm…" he just looked back up at the stars now.

"You sure are a romantic, you know that?" Uhura grinned.

"Oh am I?" he batted his lashes as her. Her response made him laugh into histerics when she play slapped him…hard.

"Oww…" he muttered as they made it closer to…

"Hey where were you headed anyway?" He glanced over at her.

"Oh just o see a good friend of mine, that's all." She answered. They were at a small dorm area that looked far bigger and much more like a house. He said nothing as she made him stay at the lawn when she went inside. He watched her shadowed from go into what he thought was the kitchen. His attention started to drift when he heard a shatter of a dish. Now knowing that kind of sound back in Georgia in somebody's home you knew not to barge in on somebody else's mess. He knew where he belonged so he just watched the shadows against the backdrop of the curtains and ignored the pang of protection he wanted to run forward and see if everything was okay and looking without leaping, that wasn't his nature, it was Jim's. He heaved a big sigh and saw another shadow that wasn't Uhura. He didn't want to be nosy, but he couldn't help it. He trotted to the porch, but didn't peek into the window. He heard a laugh and then he could plainly make out the two forms that were obviously closer than normal. He quirked an eyebrow until they were kissing. He felt his cheeks burn a little and he felt like he was intruding slightly. He was about to leave until he remembered that he had Uhura's coat.

"Dammit…" He tapped his foot gently on the steps as he waited for her. The door opened after about seven minutes of waiting and his eyes darted to the other retreating form out of the house. He inhaled his gasp and tried not to choke on his surprise.

"Christine?" He exclaimed. She shot him a look and he felt her frost-colored eyes stare daggers at him.

"Relax you two…" Uhura calmed them.

"I didn't know you two were an ite-"

"Shut it!" they both yelled.

"S' okay I don't mind…" Len tried to ease the tension with his hands raised in defense, but knowing full well that it wasn't his forte simply went quiet. He smiled as he saw Christine's nimble fingers interlace with Uhura's. It left a pang of loneliness in his chest and he'd wished it could just be he and Jim just like that. Stupid hobgoblin and his fucking Vulcan heritage. He stiffened with anger and slowly pulled off the coat.

"Here take this back I need get back." Uhura took the coat in one arm and waved; Christine was less graceful and gave a simple nod.

He jogged back to star base and peeled off Jim's pants. He felt a little guilty for abusing them, but it was nothing a washer and a warm dryer couldn't fix. It was dark and nobody was on patrol back at the dorms so he just slid past the interlocking doors. He felt gooseflesh prickle over the warm intruding, but welcomed air. He ran to his quarters and punched in the key code and went in.

"Where were you?" Jim's voice caused him to shudder involuntarily.

"What the hell Jim?" McCoy was getting irritated with him, even though it bothered him above all else. He felt rather exposed now, with his lack of clothing even though Jim had seen his body before.

"I have something I really need to talk to you about…Bones" Jim's voice got louder as he spoke. McCoy shifted around and met his eyes.

His eyes were like liquid nitrogen… burning McCoy t his core. He knew what those eyes did to him, and so did Jim…

So this concludes the next chapter, sorry for the wait. I will be posting a new one tomorrow because now that I have MADE time I can do this! Please review… its cupcakes and cookies for the author thank you! XD