The turbulence knocked McCoy to the ground although Spock managed to remain standing.
"I… ah… need a hand up," McCoy admitted ruefully.
Spock stilled.
The doctor had never requested help before. On assignments, for the crew, for Jim –yes. For himself? Never
Spock felt a most un-Vulcan like surge of pride and joy. He was honoured to be trusted to such a degree.
He reached down a hand willingly to his much beloved friend.
So he was doubly surprised when he received a hard yank and fell ungainly beside the doctor.
McCoy laughed delightedly.
"Knew you'd fall for me eventually."
