Title: Plomek Soup for the Soul
Fandom: Star Trek, TOS
Author: kira
Words: 299
Rating: PG 13
Genre: fluff
AU/Canon: Canon
Characters: Spock, Uhura, Kirk, McCoy, Chapel
Summary: Spock catches a cold and Nurse Chapel comes up with the perfect cure…
Warnings: none
For Hime-sama…
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Spock woke up with a start, something the Vulcan regretted a few seconds later, when the full force of his pounding head hit him. Bleary eyed, he reluctantly dragged himself out of bed and headed for the bathroom. The sight that greeted him in the bathroom mirror confirmed his suspicions. Not only did he feel "like shit" as his human friends would say, he felt like it too. He staggered back to bed.
"Computer, hail the bridge."
"Working…" It metallic, yet feminine voice said followed by the communicators officer's.
"Uhura, here."
"Spo-ah-ah-ah-CHOO!"
On the bridge, Uhura quickly pulled the earpiece from her ear, shaking her head.
"Everything alright, Lieutenant?" Kirk asked.
"Yes…" She turned back to her comm-panel. "Spock to bridge," she said.
"Forgive me, Lieutenant."
"It's okay, Mr. Spock, is there a problem?"
"I regret that I am unable to report for duty. It would ah-ah-ah… pear that I have caught a cold."
"Oh…" She put him on hold, and turning towards the captain, she said, "Mr. Spock is …sick and can't come to the bridge."
Kirk laughed. "You're kidding, right?"
She shook her head. Turning back to her comm.-panel, she hailed sickbay.
Nurse Chapel, who was going over a few reports with Dr. McCoy, heard the whole thing. The doctor shook his head at her and smiled. "Tell Spock someone is making a house call, and will be there in a few."
Chapel hurried to Spock's room, bringing a bowl of warm plomek soup on a tray. Entering when he let her in, she was shocked to see the Vulcan lying in bed. "Mr. Spock, I brought you some plomek soup…" She handed him the tray after he sat up.
"Thank you." Spock took a sip, the soup felt nice and warm, like hug on the inside.