Not mine, Never Mine, Usual Disclaimers

all mistakes are mine

Spock was relieved, not that he felt any such emotion, when Dr. McCoy asked him to come to sickbay as there was an emergency involving the captain. Knowing the captain's perpetual magnetism for trouble, he didn't find it hard to believe. Nyota on the other hand was not as forthcoming. She insisted on accompanying him and continuing their argument. Spock knew that in order for their relationship to survive, the issues that they were having needed to be addressed, the sooner, the better. In reality, Spock wanted to avoid the conversation for as long as possible, knowing that it would come down to a choice, put his friendship with the captain on hold so that he could spend more time with Nyota, or, watch as Nyota grew increasingly jealous of his time spent with Kirk. Arriving at sickbay, Spock greeted McCoy with a look.

'What trouble has Jim gotten into now?'

For a communications officer, Nyota Uhura could be very undiplomatic at times.

'I'm not entirely sure,' McCoy replied.

'Explain,' Spock did not understand the logic of being summoned for an emergency, when there was no emergency.

'He's... gone.'

'What do you mean he's gone?' a touch of concern entered Nyota's voice.

'I mean he came in earlier complaining of nausea, so I told him to spend the night in one of the side rooms. When I went to check on him, he was gone and no one saw him leave.'

'Sounds like Jim,' commented Nyota.

Her complete disregard to the captain's safety irked Spock for some unknown reason.

'Which room was he in?' Spock asked, focusing on the problem at hand.

'In this one, over here.'

McCoy led the couple to the door closest to his office, the one that would cause the most difficulty in sneaking out.

'What is that?' Nyota asked, noticing the yellow puddle on the floor.

'Oh, the puppy did that.'

'What puppy?' Spock asked, eyebrow climbing for his hairline.

'Oh there was a puppy in here when I came in, it ran under there,' replied McCoy pointing to the table in the corner.

'Not like Jim,' muttered Nyota, worried again.

Spock wondered over to the table and knelt down to take a look, his eyes making contact with a familiar set of blue ones. The puppy itself was unusual, tail between its legs and pressed into the corner, as it was. He had a white face, with a yellow patch on the top of his head, and a light brown coat, there was a white splash across his chest with a grey spot that was strikingly similar to that of the enterprise. Spock carefully picked the puppy up, then hurriedly dropped him on the bed.

'Captain?'

The other two looked at him in shock.

'How...' began McCoy.

'When I picked him up, I felt his mind, it felt like the captain's.'

McCoy and Nyota were staring at the scared little puppy in shock.

A/N: I would say that I am going to update this once a week, but I don't want to make any promises and I would hate for life to make a liar out of me. But I will try, no promises! :)