Not Mine, Never Mine, Usual Disclaimers

Jim got quite the shock when Spock picked him up, he had not thought that anyone would touch him, come to think of it; he hadn't anticipated that they wouldn't simply know who he was. It was frightening to think, that they may not believe that he really was Jim Kirk and send him away.

'I'll have to run some tests, confirm that it really is him...' Bones began.

'Do you doubt my abilities?'

This was one argument he really hoped that Spock would win.

'You have to admit that it's really improbable.'

Why Uhura had to choose now to doubt her boyfriend, Jim couldn't understand.

'So I guess, that means you're looking after him hobgoblin.' Bones sounded alarmingly cheerful about that.

'I do not...'

'If, IF your theory is correct, then the less crew members who know about this the better, if you are wrong, then at least valuable time was not wasted by those who choose to believe in reality. Either way it would be unhygienic to have him there.'

Jim decided that even though he didn't believe Spock, Bones was at least trying to help him out in case he was wrong. Nothing could have been more embarrassing at the moment than having everybody poke at him, trying to work out what had happened. Except maybe that they all didn't realise that he could understand them, and were intent on treating him like a dumb animal. Obviously Spock hadn't picked up enough to realise that, or maybe being an animal blocked his telepathic abilities.

Bones picked up a hypo and came towards him. Without even thinking about it, Jim took a step back.

'Easy boy, I just need to take a sample,' Bones coaxed, as if he were some small child.

Jim kept backing up until he backed into the wall, and then kept pushing himself backwards, trying to avoid the hypo, which was HUGE.

Bones carefully held him, while he squirmed and took his sample. It took nearly everything he had not to yelp in pain. As soon as the hypo was gone, Bones stroked him, which was very weird to say the least. He scampered back to Spock and placed his front paws on Spock's shirt, silently begging his first officer to get him out of there.

'Aw, look he likes you.'

Uhura was beginning to annoy him.

Spock grabbed a blanket and swept him up in it, momentarily disorientating him, until he was resettled, wrapped up in the blanket, held against Spock's chest. No one questioned the move, although Bones gave the half-Vulcan a strange look. From this position, Jim could see out quite well, but people would have difficulty seeing what was in the blanket without coming close to the man carrying it. Jim blessed Spock's logic. Spock's body heat seeped through the blanket, lulling him into a drowsy doze. The next thing he knew, he was being tipped onto the cold floor of the bathroom that ran between his quarters and Spock's.

A/N: Class was boring so I decided to upload early. Don't expect this every week, especially since I have no classes next week. Also I have no idea where this is going, so enjoy the random crazyness!