D for Dentist

Leonard McCoy had enough of Kirk's nonsense for one day. He had been complaining about his teeth hurting nearly all day, saying that he needed immense painkillers and the like. Whilst he was trying to do something productive down in Medical, actually trying to save lives, he would keep getting interrupted by the bridge calling because Jim wanted to come down to Medical. McCoy had been trying to come up with excuses all day to keep him away, saying he was busy and there were more important things to tend too then a tooth ache. People got tooth aches all of the time, but Jim Kirk being Jim Kirk was once again overreacting about it.

As he worked on keeping his things together, McCoy sent a glance towards the comm, rather surprised that it had remained quiet for so long. It finally seemed that Jim had given up in trying coming down; Spock probably talked some sense into him and persuaded him to remain on the bridge. There was no need for him to travel down to Medical because he had a tooth ache. Besides, he was a Doctor, not a damn dentist. Even if he stared into his mouth the only thing he would be able to suggest would be a good hypospray to the neck. That would give him another pain to worry about instead.

Humming to himself slightly as he sorted things out around the Medical Bay, he was interrupted by the sound of the doors sliding over. His eyes slid over to see who had entered for help, but all he could manage was a blank stare as he saw none other than Jim Kirk standing there with one hand clutching his jaw. Out of all the people on the ship he would have rather put up with Spock instead of seeing Jim standing there. At least Spock knew proper manners unlike some people.

Straightening himself up, McCoy sighed as he set down his equipment before he fully turned towards Kirk. "I assume you are here to complain about your tooth ache," he stated. "Well I can't help you Jim."

"But it really hurts," he complained almost instantly, eyes moving around the almost empty Medical Bay in front of him. "And I thought you said you were busy down here."

"I am busy!" McCoy snapped back as he moved towards Jim rather quickly. "Just because I don't have people down here it doesn't mean I can work on new cures to jab into your neck." Kirk almost looked a little frightened at the threat and he even stepped away a little, but Bones was on him before he managed to get anywhere. "So let me look at this tooth then."

Grabbing his head, Bones pushed it backwards before forcing his mouth open. Grabbing a small flashlight from the bench the Doctor flicked it on before shining it into Kirk's mouth with an irritated sigh. He had no idea what the problem was, he was a Doctor, not a Dentist. "You need to floss," he pointed out simply as he shone the torch over his teeth. "It's disgusting in here."

Kirk tried to complain some more, but it was impossible as Bones was holding his mouth open. He was almost enjoying forcing him around and it was showing from the small smile on his face as he finally stepped back and gave the Captain his mouth back.

Bones placed the small flashlight back on the table before he turned his attention back to Jim who was still holding his jaw, scowling rather dramatically like a grumpy child. "Well I don't know what to tell you Jim except for what I've been saying to you all day. I don't know what the problem is, I am not a bloody dentist and all I could possibly do for you is jab some hypo's into your neck and I know you wouldn't want that. So how about you stop being such an infant and go back to the bridge so we can both do something useful with our time?" Yes he was getting a little bit irritable with Kirk, he was wasting his precious time by simply being a child. He had a tooth ache, so what, it would soon pass.

Jim mumbled something under his breath before he flashed one last look at Bones before turning on his heel and leaving the Medical Bay. Bones watched him go with a triumphant smile before he turned and went back to cleaning out his Medical Bay, certain he wouldn't be seeing him back down anytime soon.

"DAMMIT JIM, HOLD STILL!" Bones snapped angrily as he struggled with Jim's open mouth, in his hand a pair of large tweezers of sorts. Jim struggled under him as two nurses tried to hold him down to the biobed. Bones was getting close to giving him a mild sedative so he could pull his tooth out without him thrashing underneath him. "YOU ARE ACTING LIKE A CHILD."

"I don an treef," came the reply from Jim as he tried to speak as Bones held his mouth open. Though no one knew what he was actually trying to say so they ignored him.

Bones held his head down to the biobed as the nurses held down his arms and legs, but he was still struggling. In the end it turned out that his tooth was not going to get better so the only reasonable thing to do was to pull it out before his whole mouth turned nasty. Jim didn't want this and so McCoy had to force him on the biobed and hold his mouth open whilst he tried to pull the tooth out. He didn't want to do it, but he had no choice in the matter.

Finally his heavy duty tweezers gripped the tooth before he steadied Jim's head to the best of his ability and then with one yank he pulled it out. Surprisingly it came out rather easily and with a loud complain from the Captain, Bones let go of his head before jamming a piece of cotton wool in the spot his tooth once was. "Now how bad was that?"

Jim scowled.

"Like I said, I'm a Doctor, not a Dentist."