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Doctor McCoy sat silently and pondered how to answer the question. Actually it was easy: Spock was one of his best friends and deserved, not only because of this, a fair answer, which would get him somewhere. No matter how hard this might be on himself.
The question itself has been asked many times. Like always, there were different answers, depending on the circumstances. McCoy shook his head, when the absurdity of the situation finally hit him. He was giving love- advice to Spock! "Will wonders ever cease?" he thought, smiling in spite of himself.
He took a deep breath and began: "Does she know?" Spock shook his head. "Does she feel the same?" Bones waited for another shake, but the vulcan hesitated.
"I do not know. I hope so, but there is nothing that could make her believe, I would have similar feelings, if the person was interested in me. And a lot that would make it appear contrary. So feelings towards my person would be illogical. But the same can be said about my feelings. And they are, most unfortunately, undeniable." He stopped talking and the doctor went over the things Spock said. They might be logical, but that didn't make the easy to understand.
Irrespective of this, his friend was in a rather difficult situation. He was in love with a woman, who didn't know about it and whose feelings he didn't know, either.
Bones started talking again, somewhat reluctantly: "There are three possible solutions. Number one: you forget about all of this. This might take some weeks, some months or you might never be able to do so. Number two: go and tell her. If she feels the same – problem solved. If she doesn't…well, than at least you know and you can go on." McCoy stopped for a moment and locked over to the vulcan. His face was as calm and free of any emotion, as ever. He went on: "The third option isn't a real one, actually: you decide not to decide. It's a fool's choice."
In the moment the doctor went silent, Spock began: "I can not forget about it. This is what if been trying to do for the past weeks. Most unfortunately it is not possible. To decide, not to decide…" he stopped and the shadow of a smile appeared on his face, before he continued: "..is like you already emphasized, not an exactable option."
Bones remained silent in order to let the vulcan voice the only possible conclusion. After some moments it came: "I have to talk to the person." He sighed. Bones could see, how his friend fought to accept the decision he just made. The same shadow of a smile crossed Spocks face before he said: "I expected that as well." Suddenly McCoy was dog-tired again, but at this he had to smile, anyway.
The doctor feared more questions, because Spock had certainly never been in a situation, which required him to state his love, before. He wasn't sure if he would have been able to answer these questions, if they came. But Spock didn't ask any more. He merely opened his eyes, stared at the dark ceiling for a moment and sat up, rather sweepingly. Just like he wanted to put his decision into action, now that he had made up his mind. Accordingly surprised was Bones, when he didn't get up to leave, but looked him full in the eyes and said: "We need to talk."
"And how, Mr. Spock, would you describe what we're doing right now?" He just didn't get the man, today. Spock confused him even more, by saying: "Not as doctor and patient. As friends."
This hit McCoy: although they were friends, Spock near to never used that word. It was too loaded with emotions. So he threw his notepad at his desk and showed his upturned, empty hands. "Better?" he asked with more than a bit impatience in his voice. The vulcan didn't seem to notice. He just inclined his had, as to focus.
What the hell, did the man want? Or was he just following the advice he gave him? Bones heartbeat speeded up, immediately. But he crushed this thought, almost as fast as it occurred. Spock was a friend, nothing more.
The object of McCoy's pondering raised his head and looked him hard in the eyes. Something Spock saw in the other man's face seemed to settle the matter for him, because he said: "I love you, doctor."
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Having said this, he immediately inclined his had again. Tough this time, he seemed afraid of the doctor's reaction.
The same tore his eyes open, all tiredness gone again. He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it, when he realised that no words where coming out. He opened it again only to close it, some seconds later. 'I must look like a goldfish on shore leave.' he thought. Bones desperately wanted to believe what he heard, but couldn't bring himself to do so.
Spock rose is head and looked McCoy in the eyes, again. Misinterpreting the fear and confusion he saw there, he looked away and started to leave. "I am truly sorry for my behaviour doctor and I do apologize. I will leave now."
"Wha..? No!" Bones jumped to his feet and basically ran around his desk. He grabbed the vulcan's arm and made Spock face him again. The vulcan stared at McCoy with a raised eyebrow. The latter stared back more than just a bit helpless. He could see his friend trying not to get his hopes up.
"Spock, I… you..." For once, the chief medical officer of the USS Enterprise was lost for words and so he just took a step forward pressed his lips against the vulcan's. Spock froze before he relaxed himself again and returned the kiss gently. The slipped their arms around each others waists, then broke the kiss and looked each other in the eyes. This time it was Spocks turn to press his lips against the doctors. The tip of his tongue trailed the McCoy's lower lip, calling for entrance. Bones parted his lips and when their tongues touched for the very first time, they both felt an electric shock. McCoy moaned in the others mouth. This was just too good to be true. The kiss deepened, when they were interrupted by the computer's sound, announcing jet another late visitor. They both groaned, but stopped kissing. They looked at each other and seemed to understand one another instantly. Spock took a step backward and sat down again. McCoy cleared his throat while walking back behind his desk, before he called: "Enter!" and shooting a look of deep regret over his desk.
This story is to be contiued. We are not there jet. Some teasing has to go down but it's definatly getting warmer, don't you think?
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