Jim gets the pill to Uhura, and all is well on the Enterprise.
That is until Kirk walks in on Sulu and some techie-not-Chekov-as-they-suspected getting snugglie.
He's is so sick of all the drama. Goddamn. He doesn't even want to hear it. He was sick of the Spock/Uhura drama. The fact that it's the two young men who've now found happiness so seamlessly while he's stuck sneaking glances at Kirk and feeling sick to his stomach makes him fucking furious.
So he hides in the Med lab with the lesbian nurse whose name he always forgets and they drink hard lemonade. She's very pleasant and talks about her girlfriend (very pretty, Jim would probably try to talk them into having a threesome) and he lets the inanity of it wash over him. He knows they all notice how he looks when he works(haunted, careless, rough at the edges), and he appreciates her not mentioning it. She begins to comment on Kirk and his antics once, but she notices, she sees the tick in his jaw and she definitely sees the way he downs his glass in one swallow.
She's very nice, actually, he should really learn her name. He would like her, even, if she wasn't bringing up the one thing that for some reason that Bones can never explain (maybe it's the mind numbing fear) must remain a secret no matter what.
She stares at him and he grits his teeth and looks away, and he doesn't want her sympathy.
Later, in his room he realizes that someone's finally opened their eyes.
Somehow, it doesn't make him feel better.
Probably because even though Nurse Wendy is blond and is slightly arrogant and is funny as hell and is interested in woman, she'll never be him
She'll never be Kirk.