Leonard was quite pleased after a few days passed and nothing really changed. They sat a few inches closer to each other than usual during their daily bonding time, they talked a lot more about their personal lives, and they agreed on a lot more things. But overall, it was pretty much like being good things. Leonard couldn't really decide if that was a good or bad thing though.

One night, though, Leonard got very horny while laying in bed. It wasn't a strange occurrence, obviously, but he usually ignored it on account that he was a mature adult now and not a hormonal teenager. This time, though, he finally reached down and gave in to his desires.

Unsettlingly, he couldn't stop thinking about Spock and That Night. And well, he felt like he had never orgasmed so hard in his life.

"Jim, would you shut up and sit down already?!" Leonard yelled as Jim was bent over laughing. As soon as the Captain walked into Sickbay and saw him, he started laughing so hard that Leonard had to apologize to a sick patient and usher Jim into his office.

"I can't... believe..." Jim said between laughs. He shook his head, wiped a tear from his eye, and took a deep breath. "I know what you did last night. And Spock knows. Oh boy does Spock know." Jim burst out laughing again, and Leonard paled. He grabbed Jim's shoulders and shook him.

"Jim, what happened?!" Leonard demanded, and Jim took another deep breath to calm himself.

"We were just talking in his quarters about how to approach the negotiations with the party of Andorians, and he..." Jim smiled broadly. "I have never seen him blush so green in my life, man. You should've seen him. He was so awkward about it, he literally threw me out of the door."

"Wait." Leonard glared. "What?!"

"He picked me up and threw me, Bones! Not even joking!" Jim couldn't stop smiling. Leonard let go of him and stepped back.

"So he can feel that through the bond?" Leonard asked quietly, more to himself than anything. He wasn't particularly embarrassed, since it was a regular human experience, but he felt bad for Spock. "Well, shit..."

"Yeah! You should have waited until, I don't know, you two were in the same room? You know what I'm saying?" Jim wiggled his eyebrows at him, only making Leonard scowl.

"Shut up, Jim. I feel bad. It's not like I had planned it. I'll talk to him later." Leonard said and Jim sighed, nodding.

"Hey, also, did something happen between you two?" Jim asked, and Leonard looked at him in surprise. Was something wrong? "Obviously nothing sexual happened, but it seems like the two of you don't have so much tension between you anymore. It's weird."

"Oh, that." Leonard turned and walked over to his desk. He pretended like he was arranging things. "I guess he and I are in a... what you would say, a makeshift-relationship type of thing, I guess." When Jim was still silent behind him, he continued. "We haven't done anything, though. Nothing's really changed, honestly. Which is a good thing."

"Is it?" Jim asked suddenly, and Leonard turned around. Jim smirked.

"Yes. It is. Now if you have nothing else to say, then leave. I have stuff to do." Leonard said, waving Jim off. The man rolled his eyes.

"Whatever, Bones. Congratulations." Jim said before he left Leonard alone. He sighed. He really needed to talk to Spock, but he dreaded it. He hoped it wouldn't be too awkward.

Due to an outbreak of a strand of sickness similar to the human flu, Leonard had to work through all of his meals. He also had to keep putting on gloves and a mask whenever he wanted to talk to or treat anyone, which was just as annoying as the last time he dealt with something like this.

Leonard almost fell over himself to put a waste bin in front of a child before she vomited all over the floor. He sighed in relief and rubbed her back as she brought up her lunch. Looking around, the fourteen people around him were either whining, resting fitfully, or vomiting like crazy. The nurses were fluttering about, administering medication and keeping everyone hydrated. He thanked God for them.

As he continued to treat the patients past his shift, Leonard started worrying about Spock. Hopefully the Vulcan wouldn't think that he was avoiding him again. And he really didn't want to wait until tomorrow to explain what had happened last night. He just wanted to get everything cleared up as soon as he could so that things could go back go normal again. Whatever 'normal' was.

"I think we got things covered, McCoy." M'Benga said, walking over and removing his gloves. "It's not like it's a ship-wide epidemic. They'll recover fine with some rest, and won't benefit any more with you being here." Leonard nodded, taking off his gloves and mask.

"I just feel bad, leaving them here..." Leonard trailed off.

"With another doctor?" M'Benga finished, and smirked. "Don't worry, I think my degree says I can make it just fine with some sick humans."

"That's not what I meant, but fine." Leonard scowled and walked off. "Have a good night." He said before he exited the Sickbay. M'Benga really got on his nerves a lot of the time. Maybe it was because the man spent so much time on Vulcan, so now he thought he knew everything about every other species out there. Know-it-all's just annoying the crap out of him.

Speaking of Vulcans and know-it-all's, Spock was outside the door to Leonard's quarters.

"I hope you weren't waiting long," Leonard said, approaching the door. "Had over a dozen people come in sick today. Still feel bad about leaving them." He opened the door, seeing Spock nod in his peripheral.

"It is quite alright, Leonard." Spock replied, walking into the room behind him. Leonard sighed. He'd have to tell him.

"Spock, about last night," He said, turning towards him. Spock stiffened and put his hands behind his back. Leonard could see the slightest hint of green in the man's ears, and couldn't help thinking that it was just the slightest bit cute... If he was into that. "I'm sorry for... indulging in myself without thinking that you might also feel the consequences." He said, starting to actually feel embarrassed despite himself.

"Am I neglecting you?" Spock asked quietly, and Leonard's eyebrows rose high.

"Neglecting me? No!" Leonard exclaimed, stepping closer to him.

"You do not wish for... more?" Spock asked, visibly struggling to keep eye-contact. Leonard snorted.

"I don't know if I'm even ready for more. You know being with a man is weird for me. I never had any of those glorious times in college where I felt like experimenting with other men. I've never done anything with a man- ever. Well, except for..." Leonard trailed off, thinking about That Night, and wondering if that even counted. He looked up at Spock, who was staring at him.

"Do you wish to end our relationship?" Spock whispered, and Leonard couldn't hold back a laugh.

"Are you being shy with me, even after I practically gave a speech a few days ago about why I'm getting into this relationship with you?" Leonard shook his head.

"And yet, nothing has happened between us. Nothing has changed, despite the verbal becoming of our relationship." Spock replied.

"I can recall Nyota having the same complaint." Leonard said shortly, and Spock gave him an exasperated look.

"She and I were not bonded. You and I have had a previous experience with such things. Should I not feel more motivated to take action with you than I had with her?" Spock explained. Leonard signed, running a hand through his hair. He probably looked so exhausted right now.

"Our 'previous experience' doesn't even count. I only have a few flashes of the memory by now." Leonard looked down at his feet. He really was tired. He felt silly for spouting out all of this.

"I remember everything." Spock said, but Leonard already knew that. Maybe it was Spock? Did he want things? Leonard swallowed nervously, his heart beating quicker. Spock blinked at him, and whispered, "You are making me nervous, Leonard."

"Nervous? You? Please." Leonard was the nervous one here, if anything.

"Are you displeased that I am a Vulcan?"

"No." Leonard said as quickly as possible. "Don't think that. It's just that we're both men. And you're... Spock. I get nervous when you're around. And it makes it hard to think." He paused, realizing that he probably just confessed himself to him. Spock put a hand on his face, making him look at him. Leonard scowled, about to tell him not to get all sappy, but he decided against it. It probably wasn't the time. The corner of Spock's lip quirked up.

Spock leaned forward slowly, giving Leonard every opportunity to leave. He shied away at first, but then froze. Leonard started to panic, stuck in place when he felt Spock's lips against his. Then it was gone as quickly as it came, and Leonard opened his eyes (when did he close them?) to look at the other man.

"I can feel what you are feeling." Spock whispered, and Leonard almost laughed at how that sounded. For some reason, though, that just made him feel more pleasure from the situation. He didn't feel like he thought he would. He thought that he wouldn't like it, and just suffer with it for Spock's benefit. But that was the opposite of how he felt. It was nice, to say the least.

Spock leaned forward again, and Leonard kissed back this time. His heart thumped in his chest, and he cupped Spock's face with one of his hands. The friction between their lips was getting Spock quite excited, Leonard could feel it through the bond, so he pulled away. He smiled at the Vulcan, who was green out of pleasure and embarrassment. Spock pulled him into a hug promptly.

"I wouldn't think you'd be more embarrassed than me." Leonard said, wrapping his arms around him.

"Leonard, please." Spock said, sounding disgruntled, and making Leonard laugh. Spock pulled away, and stepped back. Despite his straight face, Leonard could see the emotion on him. "I think that I shall leave you to your sleep. Goodnight, Leonard."

"Goodnight, Spock." Leonard said, and Spock left him. He released a breath, and shook his head. He just kissed Spock. Twice. And he took pride that only two people in all the galaxies could say that, and he was one of them. He smiled, and set off for a shower. Maybe this whole relationship thing with Spock wouldn't be so bad.

The Andorians, Jim, Spock, and Uhura decided to meet in person on the Enterprise. They had been in a meeting room for over four hours and Leonard was beginning to panic.

"Calm down, Leonard, they're just talking." Sulu said at lunch, while Leonard stabbed at a salad.

"Yeah, but I remember what happened last time they were sent to 'talk.'" He grumbled, and Sulu smirked.

"You didn't deny that you're worried about Spock?" Sulu scoffed and shared looks with the others. Leonard rolled his eyes.

"You guys need to get over yourselves." He said, feeling angry now. "So what if I care about somebody? So what if that happens to be Spock? I'm worried about the others, too, but that doesn't mean that I'm fucking them!" Sulu blinked at him.

"So that means you and Spock are doing each other?" Sulu stated more than asked, and Leonard groaned and left them. Sulu was a pretty good guy, but it seemed that Chekov's gossiping got into him. In more ways than one, most likely.

On his way out of the mess, his comm beeped loudly, and he fumbled to look at it. There was a girl who had a fatal wound in Sickbay. Leonard hardly had any time to think before he set off running in that direction. Dammit, why couldn't things just be peaceful?!

Leonard avoided the patients who were still sick as he set off to prepare for surgery. He looked into the room through the window, and saw some nurses prepping a little girl. She looked like she was five years old for Christ's sake! He walked in quickly, and got to work as Christine explained what happened.

"She and her brothers were playing, and she got impaled in the upper abdomen and chest with long shards of the vase that she fell on." Christine said quickly, assisting Leonard as he worked on the wounds.

"She's lost a lot of blood. Get me-"

"Starting the blood transfusion." Christine interrupted, thinking the same as him. Why she didn't become a medical doctor instead of a nurse was beyond him.

They worked steadily, but the girl was losing a lot more blood than they could put in. Leonard was only half way done with extracting the shards from her chest when her condition got so bad, he had to defibrillate her to get her heart beating regularly again. When she was stable, he worked as quickly and carefully as he could. His mind was blank as he pulled piece after piece of the vase from the little girl, until he was reminded of Joanna. They hadn't talked in a while, and he hadn't even realized it. He'd just been so caught up with work, the bond, Spock, and everything else that he didn't realize that she had stopped messaging to him.

All of the sudden he was doing CPR on his patient, his mind seeming to have worked in two separate parts. He watched the heart monitor intensely, counting under his breath. It seemed like hours until the line on the monitor started spiking again, showing her heart slowly going back to normal. Leonard took a deep breath and finished patching up her various wounds.

Then finally he was finished, and he let the nurses clean her up. He disposed of his gloves, mask, and cap in the waste bin and washed his hands and arms again. That was a lot of blood. A child's blood. Even after all his years of training, nothing prepared him for the knowledge of a child's life being- almost literally- in his hands.

"You did good, Leonard." Christine said, fixing herself up as well. Leonard snorted.

"I'm just glad she's alive." He said grimly. "She'll still be restricted during the healing process, and there'll be extensive scarring-"

"Would you just be an optimist for once?" Christine interrupted him, shaking her head. Before he could apologize, she walked away. He sighed, and M'Benga walked over.

"Take the day off, McCoy. I'd like to work today." M'Benga said, and Leonard was about to retort with a 'hell no,' but the man looked in rough shape. Maybe he was like Leonard, who worked his troubles away. He nodded, not questioning the man, and walked off.

Leonard didn't know what to do, so he set off to his quarters for a while. He got himself some spaghetti from his personal replicator, since he didn't really eat during lunch, and sat down to eat. He wondered if Jim and them were finished with their talk time with the Andorians yet. When he was done with his lunch, he took a PADD and walked off to Spock's place.

When he got there, he knocked on the door while messaging Joanna with the PADD. He asked if she wanted to video call him, and how she was doing. After it sent, and after there was no answer at the door, he sighed and looked around. Luckily, Spock was rounding the corner and approaching him.

"How'd it go?" Leonard asked once Spock got close enough.

"I believe that it went well." Spock said, inviting Leonard into his quarters. "Agreements were eventually reached, although it may have taken 5.372 hours. Please make yourself at home." Leonard nodded, and looked around. He heard a beep, and looked down at the PADD. That was quick- Joanna replied, saying that she'd like to do a video call 'ASAP :)'. Wasn't that cute?

"Hey Spock, do you mind if I use your computer?" Leonard asked, smiling at the PADD.

"I do not mind." Spock said, standing at the replicator.

"Cool, thanks." Leonard said, sitting at Spock's desk. He wished that his personal computer was in his room instead of his office in Sickbay. "Joanna said she'd like to do a video call with me. And uh, I was kind of thinking of introducing the two of you." Spock handed him a cup of tea, and brought another chair up to the desk and sat.

"I would love to meet her." Spock said, looking pleased. Leonard smiled, starting up the call. He figured Joanna would have to meet Spock at some point, if they were going to be bonded forever and all.

Joanna answered quickly. "Hi daddy! And...?" Her happy face turned confused when she saw Spock.

"Hey, JoJo." Leonard said with a smile. He gestured to Spock, who drank tentatively at his own cup of tea. "This is Spock." Spock set down his tea and nodded.

"It is a pleasure to finally meet you, Joanna." Spock said, and Joanna smiled.

"Nice to meet you too." She said, then looked between them curiously. "You're friends...?"

"Actually," Leonard cleared his throat cautiously. "Under... confusing circumstances, we're bondmates." At Joanna's confused look, he elaborated. "We're in a relationship." He said bluntly, and her eyebrows rose high up on her forehead.

"Oh. That's... really great!" Joanna grinned at them. "I'm glad that you finally found someone, daddy. And comparing to last time I saw you, you look much happier." Now Leonard rose his eyebrows.

"Do I?" He laughed, and drank his own tea. He wasn't usually a tea person, but it was really good. It wasn't like any other tea he'd had before. Must've been some Vulcan-type of tea. "What about you? You finally find a boyfriend like your friends have?" Leonard asked, and Joanna blushed red.

"Well..." Joanna looked down, fumbling with her sleeve. "I guess I can tell you now... I like girls. And I have a girlfriend now too." Leonard gaped at her. In all his life he never would've thought that Joanna would've been homosexual. When he just continued to blink at her, Joanna looked worried. "Daddy? Are you... not okay with that? I thought now that you've kind of... come out, I guess, I-"

"I'm not gay." Leonard said quickly, and Joanna blushed harder. "I don't like men. I'm with Spock because he accidentally formed a bond with me, and it happened to turn into something more. I'm not gay." He finished, and Joanna nodded.

"So you don't like that I'm..." Joanna trailed off, and Leonard couldn't bring himself to answer. Sure he was glad that he didn't have to worry about boys around her, but...

"Your father is very proud of you for being honest with him, and he loves you regardless of your preferences." Spock interjected, and Joanna breathed out in relief. "Although, he does seem a bit shocked. I am sure that it is only because he had a stressful day at work today." At that, Leonard snapped out of his daze.

"Actually, yeah, I did have a stressful day at work. I had a little girl die on me while I was removing practically a whole vase from her torso. She's okay now though." Leonard said, drinking his tea. He set the cup down and put his hands in his lap. He still couldn't believe that Joanna liked girls. Spock grabbed his hand under the desk and squeezed it painfully. Despite his nervousness of holding hands with Spock, the pain made him realize that he was being unreasonable. "But Spock was right, JoJo. I love you no matter what. I was just shocked, is all."

"Thank you, daddy. I love you too. And I'm glad that that girl is okay now also." Joanna smiled, visibly relieved.

The three of them continued to chat, Joanna quite interested in Spock. She asked all kinds of questions about his job, his interests, his skills, and his whole life in general. It was really cute. Spock even managed to get her to tell him about her girlfriend, which she was adamant about keeping secret before. Leonard was quite impressed on how well they got along.

When the call ended, Spock was still holding his hand.