Title: Forgiven
Author: Keridwen
Disclaimer: Oh, the usual. This one is getting very fun.
CHAPTER 5: The Night
That night the cell grew extremely cold. The heat was leached from their bodies and the floor to travel in wisps of air out between the bars of the window into the starry night sky.
McCoy had soon regained consciousness with a splitting headache. It had been almost a day and a half since they had seen or heard from anyone.
All of the stars stood still, fixed in a silent vigil over the two prisoners.
All but one, which traveled steadily away towards the horizon. It traveled to slowly to be a meteor.
McCoy turned away from the window; he wasn't able to watch the Enterprise sweep over the horizon in its orbit.
"They probably think were dead," he muttered to himself. "They would be stupid, or worse, illogical to hope we survived the blast."
It would be up to him then, to get them both out of this predicament. He, Leonard McCoy, the pacifist, the follower, the yes-sir-how-high-do-I-jump-sir, but-I'll-have-you-know-I'm-a-Doctor-not-an-acrobat kinda guy; HE would have to come up with a plan of action.
For once the Doctor desperately wished Spock were around. The Vulcan could do one of those warped mind trick thingies on the guard and they would be back on the Enterprise in a jiffy, sleeping in warm beds.
He heard a noise, and turned toward the corner.
Jocelyn was shivering and rubbing her arms together.
She was also crying.
McCoy was amazed. Jocelyn had always been much stronger than that. She was the one who had first taught the muddle-headed Doctor how to breathe in life, taking the good and the bad for all if was worth.
Yet, now her sobs silently shook her body along with her reaction to the cold.
Leonard buried his resentment, hurt, pain, and anger, for the moment and knelt down to hold her in his arms to calm her shaking. She didn't acknowledge his presence, but after a second or two her crying stopped.
He decided it was time to tell her.
"They will separate us. I don't know exactly what is going to happen, but with Jim Kirk as a friend I have seen to many cases of intrigue to know that this is not a good situation."
"I wont go, Leonard, this is not right. They can't do with us as they see fit."
"This isn't a game Jocelyn, were prisoners, they can do as they damn well please."
"But Federation Law..."
"It wont protect us here, from these people."
Jocelyn realized finally, what McCoy had known the moment the sun went down. They REALLY were going to die. The Enterprise, and salvation, was gone.
"Were all alone."
"Yes."
"His tone was tender. He was somewhat used to this situation, but there were no vengeful terrorist groups, Klingons, Romulans, shape changers, or Organians on earth. Would she be able to handle something like this?
He moved closer and put his arm around her, partly for support, partly for comfort.
"What will they do?"
McCoy had learned long ago that a good Doctor told a suffering patient the worst right away. More time to cope meant that possibly there was more time to live.
"I'll be honest, Jos, People like these don't keep witnesses to their atrocities alive for very long. That is why it is imperative that you escape as soon as you can."
"Where would we go?"
There is a small federation base north of this town that Spock unearthed just as we were coming into this system, and it wouldn't be we Jos, they aren't going to give me a chance to escape."
"WHAT!"
McCoy grimaced. "You heard him, I'm valuable. They won't kill me until they find out whatever they want to know, or until the Enterprise gives into their demands. That's not likely, so I'll have some time to think of something."
"How can you stand it," she whispered pitifully. "Captain Kirk thinks we are dead, we may soon be. If those men out there decide that they don't want to bargain with the Enterprise, we will be killed, and nobody will know how or where! How can you live like this!"
"Like what?" he replied, extremely confused.
"Every day in space you live with the knowledge that if you die, you will die all alone. The people you love will not be by your side. You may even die on a remote planet without anyone knowing it. People will wonder for years whether you are still alive or not.
There was fear and anger in her voice now.
"How can you live on the Enterprise, out in the godforsaken middle of nowhere, and deal with it. Your crazy Leonard McCoy! Just Plain Crazy!"
Leonard took offense to that. Who was she to insult his career choice, much less his sanity?
"FIRST! It wasn't exactly my choice to go into space. You drove me out here, away from earth. What other choices did I have?"
"I don't know, but you could have done it better. Joanna grew up without a father. You could have at least stayed around, ON EARTH."
That one cut deep for McCoy who had never really forgave himself for leaving his daughter.
"What was I to do? Was I to stay around and answer her questions about mommy and daddy? I did the best I could, Jos."
"Every time a ship was lost we had to wonder if it was yours. I had to drag Joanna out from under her bed and stop her from screaming, "I want daddy!" I was the one who waited outside the Starfleet office with her to find out if you had died or not."
"At least I did eventually explain it all to her. You kept beating around the bush with her. Even when she turned eighteen you treated her like she was still three and couldn't understand."
McCoy realized that they were once again using their daughter as fighting ground and changed the subject.
"If I were to die her in space JOCELYN, I would be dying with the best damn bunch of people I know, including my best friends so don't pretend to feel sorry for me."
"In case you have forgotten LEONARD! We are about to die right here, NOT ON THE FREAKIN ENTERPRISE. On a stupid planet of mind readers who cant control themselves and their own stupid hateful instincts. I'm gonna die with you, HERE, RIGHT NOW!" DOESN'T that bother you just a bit."
McCoy didn't get the chance to answer. A key clicked in to door and it slammed open.
"SHUT UP YOU CRAZY EARTHERS!"
The guard took a deep breath and said more calmly.
"You will be interrogated now, healer, then we will bargain with your starship for what we want. I suggest you cooperate, or our interrogator has promised that he will make it so you will never be able to heal again.
"If it is the likes of you I get the chance to heal," snarled McCoy, I may take that opportunity to remove your sorry excuse for a brain, WITHOUT ANISTHESIA!
The guard didn't like that answer much, and McCoy was once again slammed into the wall. Then the guard answered a call from outside the cell, and the two prisoners were once again left alone.
Jocelyn hurried to where Leonard struggled to get to his knees. She held him still and laid his head in her lap until he could see straight.
"What a monster, are you ok? No, of course your not, stupid question. If he comes in her again and tries to do that one more time I'll take that gun of his and ram it up his sorry ass."
Through blurry vision Leonard smiled at her. This was the Jocelyn he liked. He stood up again with her help, and together, they listened to the voices outside the door. The light from the guard's lantern drifted into the cell casting a hellish glow through out the room.
She looked hard into his eyes then. His choices were very few. Suddenly she made hers.
The door began to creak open. She grabbed McCoy's neck and kissed him for all she was worth. He responded, and memories from long ago assaulted her mind as they melded together for that one brief moment. Slowly, her body fell against his, seeking the comfort he had always offered.
As their lips parted she spoke the words that had gone unsaid for to long.
"Leonard, it was all my fault. I ruined our life together. Please forgive me, it was..."
Her confession was broken off as she was dragged away from him and out the door. She tried to scream, but a hand clamped it's self effectively over her mouth. Her feet kicked out, but it was no use, her captor was at least twice her size.
/ I was going to tell him I loved him/ She thought in agony / Leonard McCoy was the only man I ever truly cared about, the only man I ever loved with all my heat and soul, and now.... /
She sobbed against the arm that held her as the door shut behind them with a cruel clank.
To her horror, a crazed laugh came from inside, followed by a scream of agony that followed her all the way down the corridor.
Yes, you can breath now, there is another chapter. After chapter two I wouldn't do that to you again Tavia, now would I?
Yes, I am sinister, but this is getting very fun, wait until you see what I have in store for our favorite spacemen next!"
Author: Keridwen
Disclaimer: Oh, the usual. This one is getting very fun.
CHAPTER 5: The Night
That night the cell grew extremely cold. The heat was leached from their bodies and the floor to travel in wisps of air out between the bars of the window into the starry night sky.
McCoy had soon regained consciousness with a splitting headache. It had been almost a day and a half since they had seen or heard from anyone.
All of the stars stood still, fixed in a silent vigil over the two prisoners.
All but one, which traveled steadily away towards the horizon. It traveled to slowly to be a meteor.
McCoy turned away from the window; he wasn't able to watch the Enterprise sweep over the horizon in its orbit.
"They probably think were dead," he muttered to himself. "They would be stupid, or worse, illogical to hope we survived the blast."
It would be up to him then, to get them both out of this predicament. He, Leonard McCoy, the pacifist, the follower, the yes-sir-how-high-do-I-jump-sir, but-I'll-have-you-know-I'm-a-Doctor-not-an-acrobat kinda guy; HE would have to come up with a plan of action.
For once the Doctor desperately wished Spock were around. The Vulcan could do one of those warped mind trick thingies on the guard and they would be back on the Enterprise in a jiffy, sleeping in warm beds.
He heard a noise, and turned toward the corner.
Jocelyn was shivering and rubbing her arms together.
She was also crying.
McCoy was amazed. Jocelyn had always been much stronger than that. She was the one who had first taught the muddle-headed Doctor how to breathe in life, taking the good and the bad for all if was worth.
Yet, now her sobs silently shook her body along with her reaction to the cold.
Leonard buried his resentment, hurt, pain, and anger, for the moment and knelt down to hold her in his arms to calm her shaking. She didn't acknowledge his presence, but after a second or two her crying stopped.
He decided it was time to tell her.
"They will separate us. I don't know exactly what is going to happen, but with Jim Kirk as a friend I have seen to many cases of intrigue to know that this is not a good situation."
"I wont go, Leonard, this is not right. They can't do with us as they see fit."
"This isn't a game Jocelyn, were prisoners, they can do as they damn well please."
"But Federation Law..."
"It wont protect us here, from these people."
Jocelyn realized finally, what McCoy had known the moment the sun went down. They REALLY were going to die. The Enterprise, and salvation, was gone.
"Were all alone."
"Yes."
"His tone was tender. He was somewhat used to this situation, but there were no vengeful terrorist groups, Klingons, Romulans, shape changers, or Organians on earth. Would she be able to handle something like this?
He moved closer and put his arm around her, partly for support, partly for comfort.
"What will they do?"
McCoy had learned long ago that a good Doctor told a suffering patient the worst right away. More time to cope meant that possibly there was more time to live.
"I'll be honest, Jos, People like these don't keep witnesses to their atrocities alive for very long. That is why it is imperative that you escape as soon as you can."
"Where would we go?"
There is a small federation base north of this town that Spock unearthed just as we were coming into this system, and it wouldn't be we Jos, they aren't going to give me a chance to escape."
"WHAT!"
McCoy grimaced. "You heard him, I'm valuable. They won't kill me until they find out whatever they want to know, or until the Enterprise gives into their demands. That's not likely, so I'll have some time to think of something."
"How can you stand it," she whispered pitifully. "Captain Kirk thinks we are dead, we may soon be. If those men out there decide that they don't want to bargain with the Enterprise, we will be killed, and nobody will know how or where! How can you live like this!"
"Like what?" he replied, extremely confused.
"Every day in space you live with the knowledge that if you die, you will die all alone. The people you love will not be by your side. You may even die on a remote planet without anyone knowing it. People will wonder for years whether you are still alive or not.
There was fear and anger in her voice now.
"How can you live on the Enterprise, out in the godforsaken middle of nowhere, and deal with it. Your crazy Leonard McCoy! Just Plain Crazy!"
Leonard took offense to that. Who was she to insult his career choice, much less his sanity?
"FIRST! It wasn't exactly my choice to go into space. You drove me out here, away from earth. What other choices did I have?"
"I don't know, but you could have done it better. Joanna grew up without a father. You could have at least stayed around, ON EARTH."
That one cut deep for McCoy who had never really forgave himself for leaving his daughter.
"What was I to do? Was I to stay around and answer her questions about mommy and daddy? I did the best I could, Jos."
"Every time a ship was lost we had to wonder if it was yours. I had to drag Joanna out from under her bed and stop her from screaming, "I want daddy!" I was the one who waited outside the Starfleet office with her to find out if you had died or not."
"At least I did eventually explain it all to her. You kept beating around the bush with her. Even when she turned eighteen you treated her like she was still three and couldn't understand."
McCoy realized that they were once again using their daughter as fighting ground and changed the subject.
"If I were to die her in space JOCELYN, I would be dying with the best damn bunch of people I know, including my best friends so don't pretend to feel sorry for me."
"In case you have forgotten LEONARD! We are about to die right here, NOT ON THE FREAKIN ENTERPRISE. On a stupid planet of mind readers who cant control themselves and their own stupid hateful instincts. I'm gonna die with you, HERE, RIGHT NOW!" DOESN'T that bother you just a bit."
McCoy didn't get the chance to answer. A key clicked in to door and it slammed open.
"SHUT UP YOU CRAZY EARTHERS!"
The guard took a deep breath and said more calmly.
"You will be interrogated now, healer, then we will bargain with your starship for what we want. I suggest you cooperate, or our interrogator has promised that he will make it so you will never be able to heal again.
"If it is the likes of you I get the chance to heal," snarled McCoy, I may take that opportunity to remove your sorry excuse for a brain, WITHOUT ANISTHESIA!
The guard didn't like that answer much, and McCoy was once again slammed into the wall. Then the guard answered a call from outside the cell, and the two prisoners were once again left alone.
Jocelyn hurried to where Leonard struggled to get to his knees. She held him still and laid his head in her lap until he could see straight.
"What a monster, are you ok? No, of course your not, stupid question. If he comes in her again and tries to do that one more time I'll take that gun of his and ram it up his sorry ass."
Through blurry vision Leonard smiled at her. This was the Jocelyn he liked. He stood up again with her help, and together, they listened to the voices outside the door. The light from the guard's lantern drifted into the cell casting a hellish glow through out the room.
She looked hard into his eyes then. His choices were very few. Suddenly she made hers.
The door began to creak open. She grabbed McCoy's neck and kissed him for all she was worth. He responded, and memories from long ago assaulted her mind as they melded together for that one brief moment. Slowly, her body fell against his, seeking the comfort he had always offered.
As their lips parted she spoke the words that had gone unsaid for to long.
"Leonard, it was all my fault. I ruined our life together. Please forgive me, it was..."
Her confession was broken off as she was dragged away from him and out the door. She tried to scream, but a hand clamped it's self effectively over her mouth. Her feet kicked out, but it was no use, her captor was at least twice her size.
/ I was going to tell him I loved him/ She thought in agony / Leonard McCoy was the only man I ever truly cared about, the only man I ever loved with all my heat and soul, and now.... /
She sobbed against the arm that held her as the door shut behind them with a cruel clank.
To her horror, a crazed laugh came from inside, followed by a scream of agony that followed her all the way down the corridor.
Yes, you can breath now, there is another chapter. After chapter two I wouldn't do that to you again Tavia, now would I?
Yes, I am sinister, but this is getting very fun, wait until you see what I have in store for our favorite spacemen next!"