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They made as comfortable of a camp as they could in the small cave, figuring they would be sleeping there that night. One of the blankets was hung over the entrance to keep the cold out and the warmth of the fire in. The cave had gotten warm enough for them to remove their thick outer layers of clothing and get more comfortable. Fortunately, the blizzard had stopped and now just a few snowflakes gracefully fell down to the planet below.

The frozen world's far away sun was setting on the frozen landscape and soon the only light filling their cave was that of the flickering fire. Jim lay curled up on the floor, moaning, shaking and clutching his stomach with Bones and Spock on either side of him, glumly finishing their re-hydrated dinner.

"Maybe we should try to get some sleep," suggested the doctor.

"Indeed. Perhaps if we are well rested tomorrow we could figure out a way to get back to the ship."

"What are you gonna do? Conjure up a shuttle craft?"

Spock raised an eyebrow. "It is highly unlikely that I have the ability to 'conjure up' a shuttle craft, though I have never tried. However, there is an abandoned Starfleet outpost 8.472 miles from our location that may be of use to us," said Spock.

"Why didn't you tell us that before? You mean to say we could be sleeping inside right now?" snapped the doctor.

"We could not have made it to the outpost. Due to my current state of physical and mental exhaustion I would not have been able to carry Jim that far." Spock looked at his boots in embarrassment.

McCoy sighed and mentally kicked himself for snapping at Spock. He knew it was hard for the Vulcan to admit that he wasn't in the best condition but he didn't know exactly just how much shame he felt for not being able to carry his captain to the outpost. Spock wanted nothing more than for his humans to be as comfortable as possible.

"I'm sorry, Spock. Didn't mean to snap at you. Just under a lot of stress is all."

"It is understandable, doctor."

Before silence could settle in once again, Jim groaned and got up, quickly heading for the exit of the cave. Without thinking, Spock and Bones both stood and started to follow him until he whipped around and glared at them angrily, making them both jump back. "God! Can't a guy puke in peace? I'm not a little kid; I don't need you to hold my hand!"

They were both shocked at their friend's outburst although McCoy showed it much more than Spock. "I'm sorry. We're just worried about you is all," he apologized quietly. Jim nodded before quickly running out of the cave with his hand over his mouth.

McCoy sighed and he and Spock sat back down next to each other on the blanket. 'Well, you're finally alone with him,' he thought. He knew his plans for that day had gotten pretty messed up, but the thought of it still made his heart race.

"Doctor," Spock addressed him. "You appear distressed. Are you alright?"

The blue-eyed man blinked. "Oh, um, no I'm fine."

"Your elevated heart rate and the fact that you have been staring at me since Jim left indicates otherwise."

He blushed a delicate shade of pink; he hadn't realized he was staring. "Oh. Sorry."

"Is there something you wish to talk about?" Spock coaxed.

"Well, um, you see, I promised myself that when I was alone with you today I was gonna tell you something but then we got stranded down here which kinda messed everything up but now we're alone and even though this isn't the best time, I'm gonna tell you anyways." He stopped himself from rambling on anxiously and tried to compose himself.

"Spock, I care about you a lot and I'm… attracted to you. As crazy as it sounds, I think I'm falling in love with you. There, I said it. Now I don't expect you to like me back or anything; I just had to get that off my chest."

Bones watched as the Vulcan's stoic features softened but not into a happy smile like he was hoping for. It was a sad smile that graced Spock's perfect face as he gently placed one hand onto the doctor's. McCoy pulled away harshly, sending a pang of emotional pain straight into Spock's green heart. "Leonard?

"Don't try and turn me down gently, Spock. I don't need you to sugar coat it, just tell me you don't want me. I understand."

Spock shook his head slowly. "No, Leonard, I do not think you do understand. I care about you immensely and I also find you very attractive. I would not be averse to starting a relationship with you. But I must tell you that I am also attracted to and falling in love with someone else…" He blushed dark green.

Leonard let that sink in a bit before replying, "Can I ask who?"

Spock looked towards the exit of the cave where they could faintly hear their captain retching from outside. "Jim."

McCoy nodded. "I should have guessed as much. I can see what you see in him. He is pretty damn charming. And hot. He's a good person too, so caring and funny, and on top of all that a damn good kisser."

That warranted an eyebrow raise from Spock.

"He gets touchy-feely when he's drunk," McCoy said by way of explanation.

Spock nodded in understanding. "Indeed."

"So, where does that leave us?" McCoy asked, suddenly nervous again.

"As I said earlier, I am not opposed to starting a relationship with you."

As he said it, Spock leaned in closer to Leonard who stared intently into his deep brown eyes for a few seconds before cupping his cheek and closing the distance between them. Their lips met softly but passionately and Spock pressed their fingers together in a tender Vulcan kiss. Leonard was pleasantly surprised at how their pent up emotions of love and desire easily flowed through their fingers and he was completely lost in a warm feeling of pure joy, love, and Spock.

Leonard slowly caressed the green tinged cheek with his thumb, causing Spock to hum in contentment. He moved the hand that was on the Vulcan's cheek down his body and rested it on the small of his back, pulling him in closer and deepening the kiss. When Spock reciprocated skillfully with his tongue, Leonard nearly fainted with pleasure and happiness. He was about to gently push Spock over on to the blankets when he remembered where they were. The last thing he wanted was for Jim to walk in and find them humping each other, so he reluctantly pulled away and caught his breath.

"Wow. You're a better kisser than Jim. And that's really saying something," said Leonard.

Spock momentarily quirked a smile. "Fascinating. You are also a most talented kisser." They sat in comfortable silence with Leonard's head resting on Spock's shoulder for a few seconds until they were disturbed from their thoughts by the sound of unsteady footsteps crunching their way towards the cave.

The blanket that was their door was pushed aside and a pale and sickly looking James T. Kirk came stumbling in. He thought he saw Bones and Spock quickly pull apart from each other as he entered but he blamed it on his fever. Curling up next to them he said, "Hey, I'm sorry for yelling at you guys. I know you were just trying to help."

McCoy draped a blanket over him and gave him a small hug. "It's okay, Jim, we're sorry for smothering you. We just want to make sure you're okay. We care about you, a lot." Spock nodded in agreement.

"Thanks guys, you really don't know how much that means to me."

"I believe now would be a good time to attempt to sleep," said Spock. The statement was logical but his tone was soft, something Jim wished he heard more often.

"Yeah, I think so, Spock. How about you, Jim?"

"I'm tired but I don't know if I'll be able to sleep with this fever," he sighed.

"Want me to knock you out?" Bones asked, hypo already in hand.

"Sure, I mean, what the hell, it can't hurt any worse than I already hurt." His defeated tone broke the hearts of the other two men and they both reached out to him at the same time to comfortingly grab his clammy hand. This surprised Jim and caused him to make a very Spock-like motion with his eyebrows. Bones pulled back quickly and let Spock hold Jim's hand while he administered the hypo.

"Ow!" He squeezed Spock's hand tightly as he was jabbed.

The half Vulcan quirked an eyebrow and a slight smile at the wincing man attempting to crush his hand. "I thought you said you did not need us to hold your hand."

Jim grinned back at him. "Shut up!"

"Now that stuff works pretty fast so in a couple seconds you should be out—" the now sleeping captain fell backwards into the doctor's lap. "—Cold."

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