A Star Trek Fiction
"The shattering of a heart when being broken is the loudest quiet ever."
Break but Shatter
if i go will you follow me?
Bones nudges and Jim shoves, it's that simple.
The Doctor should have understood Jim the other day, but he's still left utterly confused, left wondering what is causing his blond friend so much pain.
He meets up with Jim, catching him right before he's about to hop into a shuttle for his brother's untimely funeral. There's pure despair in those blue eyes and they hold so much more than the universe behind them.
"Bones." Jim greets him uncharacteristically hushed, trying to sum up a genuine smile, but it falls short all too quickly.
Leonard smiles, giving the rusted shuttle craft behind the blond a glance before returning his gaze to his friend, "So, you're leaving." He drawls out lamely and Jim nods.
"Yeah, I'll be gone for a week or so." The blond replies slowly, giving his neck hairs a scratch almost nervously.
Bones sighs, "By yourself? You sure you wanna go alone?"
Jim looks into his eyes and Bones silently pleads that the blond will say the words they both want to hear. But Jim's mute cry for Leonard's company is shoved aside and his pride swallows it whole.
"No, I'll be fine." The Captain reassures and Bones nods his head, pretending to understand when he really doesn't.
Jim's eyes say it all, he longs for Bones to nudge and be forceful, to demand to come with, but it seems both of their prides get the best of them.
"Alright, guess I'll see you in a week then." He offers a smirk and Jim meets it with a lopsided one, one of which usually brings about a warm feeling in Bones' chest, but it fails to do so this time around.
The blond climbs inside, gripping his bag tightly, "Yeah, in a week."
"Bye Jim." Bones calls out to him, "Bye Bones," Jim returns and then heads completely inside, the shuttle door slamming shut behind him.
McCoy watches the shuttle zip away and along with it, his best friend. How could he have predicted what was to come next? But at the very least he should have gone with Jim. He's supposed to follow Jim wherever he goes, but this time, his arrogance got in the way, and yet again he has failed Jim.
If Bones had followed his best friend through that door, despite his fear of flying, perhaps Jim would still be fixable; perhaps he would've been able to pick up puzzle pieces instead of the shattered remains of Jim's unfortunate life.