A healing hand.
In this little drabble, Jim comes down with an illness, Bones however is out of the vicinity, forcing Niklaren and to a lesser extent, zero, to play doctor. Can they rally up a cure with the help of Lon Suder?
Characters, J. Kirk, Zero, Lon Suder, Niklaren Goldeye. Miner characters L. McCoy/Bones.
When Jim awoke, he threw the covers back, sweating bullets. He felt achy all over, and congestion was really bad. What ith wrong with me?" Mutht get up, mutht get ready, a thip to run. A hand put itself on his forehead. "Sorry captain, but you aren't going anywhere today." But Zero, I'm jutht…" No, you're not just fine, Jim!" Jim watched the android reach for the com button. "Mr. Suder, bring me some Tylenol. The bedizoid on the other line nodded, Okay, be with you in a few minutes. He closed up the communicator, grabbing some water from the replicator. When he came back, he saw Jim was sleeping. He tapped him on the shoulder. "Hey, I didn't give you permission to doze yet. Jim snored, pretending to be asleep. The android began to get an evil idea. "guess you won't mind if I pore this water on you?" The captain awoke, his eyes flashing open, before he got dizzy. Zero, why ith the room thpinning," he asked. You moved to fast…" "And that's your fault, Zero!" said a disgruntled Suder. He took Jim's readings with his medical tricorder, before looking through his list of things he could give Jim for this stuff, crossing off all the stuff he was allergic to. He began crossing off stuff until he had nothing, though.
"Damn, can't do anything about this, but don't worry Jim, we'll have ya right as rain in no time," Lon said calmly. Zero nodded, if anyone can make up a cure, he could. Together they left the room, calling in a favor from a friend.
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When the 2 entered the bridge, they got the attention of one of their close members. "What do you need, Zero?" A favor, Goldeye, if you're up for it," he said. Niko nodded. Depends on what it is. The 3 went into Jim's room, and Niko was not happy. His temperature is at 110, why didn't you do anything about it?" He's allergic to almost everything on this list!" Zero exclaimed. Niko hurled Zero out of the room with his magic, before turning to Lon. "Where's McCoy?" "With Joanna, so the duty falls to me." Alright, can you improvise a cure to all this? It's a strain of flew of some sort. I can, but I'll need something to preform alchemy with. Niko passed Lon a small bowl. "Will that work?" Lon nodded, Yes, it should. He got to work.
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Jim's sleep was dreamless, which was a bit weird, considering he should be having dreams, he was sick, right? When he awoke, he felt cold. So cooooooold. His nose wasn't congested, someone must have given him something for that, or maybe they just drowned that with magic… yep, definitely the latter, what with the stoic mage watching him like a hawk. A hand rest itself on his forehead, checking the temperature, before a bit of fire magic was applied to his chilled body, heating him up. "This sucks," he said. Niko nodded, That it does, Jim. Jim was getting tired again, this was taking its toll on him. Niko sat by him calmly. "Sleep Jim, should there be a cure on its way, I'll wake you." "I don't want to sleep though." Niko pressed his advantage, using his knowledge in the many adverse magic's he'd studied. Before long, Jim was out.
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Zero and Lon worked quickly, as they added plants, and other things to the bowl. Alright Zero, get ready to stir the stuff in. The duo worked in silence until the mixture was ready, the thing bubbling. When the thing was complete, it stopped. Okay, bottle the mixture," Lon said. Zero uncorked a bottle, and slipped the potion inside, being careful not to lose it. The 2 began filling up more bottles until the bowl was empty. Okay, All the plants that were used will have no effect on him. "Lon, how do you know this?" Lon frowned. "I have the allergy list," he said calmly. Zero nodded, alright, let's go! The two walked quietly through the ship until they came to the captain's quarters, Zero overriding the door with the CSO code. The two slipped inside the room, a sleeping Jim it's occupant, before they nodded at Niko. The mage gave them a nod back, before shaking Jim's shoulder. "Wake up, Jim," Niko said gently. Jim awoke, as Niko uncorked the bottle of the first potion the 2 had made, tasting it before spitting it into a handkerchief. "This is not going to taste very well, I'll warn you of it now," he said. Jim sighed, nothing could go this easy. "Whatever it is, it's better than being sick like this." Niko nodded. "So, you sure you want to do this?" Jim nodded. It was better than fighting Klingons. "Okay, we will proceed then." Zero got a cup out of the replicator, poring the brewed potion into it. He caught Lon pulling something from his pocket, was that a piece of chocolate? "What are you doing?" "Just trying to make it more agreeable." The bedizoid crushed the chocolate into the concoction, before passing it to Jim. Jim took the first sip, than went in for another, until the concoctions were all gone. The 3 nodded together, they had done everything they could do, now all they could do was wait for time to do the rest.
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A day later, Jim was back on the bridge, a bit wired, but when wasn't he? Mister Spock, get us to the nearest starbase, it seems our chief medical officer is ready to come aboard. When they got to the starbase, McCoy was waiting at the transporter. One to beam aboard?" he asked. Jim smiled, come aboard. McCoy began to shimmer, before materializing aboard the starship. He ran off to the sickbay, where the files of what had happened during his absents on his desk.
Jim was in his sickbay. "You were sick? And you didn't come down to sickbay? Damn it, Jim! "You are not in charge of this ship Bones, I am the captain! "I can declare you unfit for duty." "You wouldn't dare." Bones whipped out the sheet, about to sign it, when a strange wind blew it out of his fingers. "Enough, Doctor McCoy, the blame is mine!" Zero shouted. He looked at the android, glaring holes in his circuitry. "You were responsible for this?" "Yes." The doctor nodded, before modifying the notes. "Sorry about that, Jim. He would have a talk with Larten about this later on. "How did you come out of it, if you didn't come here?" "A healing hand, was his answer, the only one he'd give.
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*Thus ends another drabble, I hope you enjoyed this one. Next up, breakfast fiascos, or something else if I get a review on what I should do next.