A Star Trek Fiction
"The shattering of a heart when being broken is the loudest quiet ever."
Break but Shatter
if i leave will you pursue me?
At the time, if Leonard was truly honest with himself, he didn't think much more of Jim after the blond had left with silence consuming the both of them. McCoy had simply returned to Georgia, leaving Iowa long behind him and pushing the frightening image of Jim's hurt look.
The southern man spent the next few days relaxing, letting the Georgian sun soak into his already tanning skin. He accepted the peace that washes over him and is grateful to his mother for taking him in, especially in such short notice.
"Leonard dear, I know that face." His mother greets him gently as she leaves the shelter of her home and steps out onto the old-styled wooden porch.
Leonard smiles and gathers to his feet, giving his sweet mother a kiss on the cheek before plopping back down in his chair.
"What face?" Leonard finally grounds out huskily, giving his growing beard a quick scratch, settling his gaze on the rising sun.
Miss McCoy chuckles softly and takes a seat beside her only son, "Lenny-"
"Momma I'm not ten." Bones interrupts all too sharply.
His mother sighs, "Leonard dear, what's bothering you?"
Bones looks into his momma's gleaming eyes, "It's Jim."
"Oh, honey, do you miss him? How is he doing? I heard about his brother. Poor thing." Miss McCoy asks, her voice filled with instant concern and Bones could only wish he could care as much as his mother does.
"No, I don't miss him…and I dunno momma, we haven't spoken lately." The Doctor admits shamefully.
His mother gasps, "Leonard Horatio McCoy!"
"Momma!" He wails a desperate plea for her not to use his full name, but it doesn't stop his mother, nothing ever does.
"Leonard I want you to go to your friend right now! I can't believe you let him go all alone to his brother's funeral. You need to be there for him Lenny. The boy has no family, besides his mother and Frank, and we both know how they treated him." Miss McCoy states firmly and Leonard hops to his feet.
"Momma, you're right." He breathes and plants another kiss on her cheek.
She smiles brightly at him, "I'm always am."
"Thank you so much momma. Now, please if you excuse me, very sorry but I have a Jim Kirk to catch." Bones shouts as he rushes into the house to collect his belongings.
He's going to find Jim, whether the blond likes it or not. Bones knows he should have gone with Jim in the first place; he should have gone on the shuttle with his best friend, not scramble after him five days late.
If only he knew what was going to happen if he didn't go, if only he had swallowed his pride and followed Jim like he was supposed to.
Little did he know at the time, he was most definitely more than five days too late.