"Now what sort of medical equipment is one supposed to bring to a man's wedding?" Dr. McCoy asked as he walked into sickbay. He only had a few moments before he, Kirk and Spock were going to beam down to the planet.
"Do you really think that he's going to get married?" Nurse Chapel said.
Bones shrugged. "I have no idea, Christine," he said. "He didn't seem too pleased about it so I wouldn't be too worried."
He began searching for his bag that he brought on away missions when Chapel approached him and put a hypo in his hand. "Oh, is that the tri-ox? Thank you -" He looked closer and realized that it was not tri-ox. "What's this? What would I need this for?"
The nurse just shrugged. "Well, you said yourself that Spock seemed unstable and..." she trailed off. "By all means, it's more of a suggestion."
Bones rolled the syringe around in his hand. "No, I think I'll keep it. Thanks," he said.
It felt deceptive putting the paralytic hypo in with his equipment, but also strangely right.