"Both of you are idiots!
"You -" McCoy pointed at Kirk, "wouldn't let me treat you for those nightmares and now they're all-day terrors projected on a mental screen so big even poor Grayson can see'um.
"And you -" he pointed, rounding on Uhura, "shut down the one link that let's this boy know you're alive - KNOWIN' he's already been through one broken parental bond! I should have the authorities take this kid from both of you at the next star base!"
Taking a deep breath, McCoy rewound his temper and unleashed it again.
"Jim - you WILL report here every day for medication and counseling or I will have you forcibly removed as captain and barred from contact with this boy. And you, Uhura, are going to help me find a protocol for handlin' this kid in an emergency. I can't have him tearin' up Sickbay because his parents are idiots!
"Now take him outta here and FIX THIS! You're BOTH on medical leave until I stop bein' pissed off at the two of you - and that could be Grayson's graduation from Starfleet! Stay with him and work this out! Or so help me -"
McCoy spluttered, at a loss for words.
In the end he settled for a ruffle of Grayson's hair, a "You-Should-Be-Ashamed" look at a contrite Uhura and an exasperated glare at Kirk. Storming into his office, McCoy retrieved a flask in full view of all and began "Happy Hour" hours early.
"Let's go before he comes back." Kirk suggested in a low voice.