Jeck: I'll shish your kabob.
Raxsah: You wish you could shish my kabob. I'll need a lobster dinner first.
Jeck: I'll get right on that. For the record folks, we're not together. We'd probably be like power couple of the centaury, but it's not happening.
Raxsah: No, we are not. I have the tendency to like men. Thus the Chris Pine infatuation.
Jeck: And I have a tendency to like women. Hence the fact that I like vagina. :D
Raxsah: Nah? Really? Anyway, Welcome back folks, hope you are enjoying spring!
Jeck: My allergies sure as hell aren't. But we've been busy little workers, workin' on the story. Almost 300 pages now!
Raxsah: Almost, and we're still not close to the end. Well… we're in the last stage. Hopefully we won't rush through it just to finish it.
Jeck: Yeah, we've got a few things we really need to work out first. But the end is near. Well, for us. We need to get our butts in gear and update more.
Raxsah: Yeah, we're in that nasty habit of getting distracted with school, and prom… ugh… prom. We should go to the movies this weekend.
Jeck: Why don't you ask your mom or brother or something to go? My ass doesn't spew money, you know. Though that'd be cool…
Raxsah: Totally would. Le Sigh. I guess no movies then. Anyway, back to this chapter. It is very, very long. Like… over twenty pages long.
Jeck: Though it's not very long compared to the whole story. Either way, you should read it. We write for ourselves, but we enjoy it when we know you're readying as well. At least I do.
Raxsah: I do too. Oh, just so you know, there is a warning for this chapter, due to the small LEMON! Oh, that's right… we have a Lemon.
Jeck: Oh yes, the lemon. This is a new experience for Raxsah. Say nice things to her.
Raxsah: Except I didn't even help with this one. You totally sprung that on me randomly. Not fair man!
Jeck: Oh yeah, it was that one. That was fun. I just wish I could've seen your face when you read it. I took the story for awhile and sent it back to her without telling her what I was doing. :D
Raxsah: Not fun, because I was so not expecting it. Anyway, We obviously don't own Star Trek, or anything from Star Trek. We just own the OC's.
Jeck: And the plot. And the lemon. And Raxsah's vagina. ;D
Raxsah: Psh… we're not talking about my vagina. Enjoy the story folks.
Chapter 6: Gives You Hell
Life never seemed to stand still on the Enterprise. Either they were on some sort of major mission, or there was some major drama going between the crew. As of this moment, there was no major missions that Claire was aware of, so that only meant that some sort of drama was about to unfold.
"Claire!" A voice hissed in her ear. She turned away from her computer and furrowed her eyebrows at Alex. They had only been back in space for six hours and she had no idea why he would be so mad at her.
"Alex, why are you looking at me like that?" she asked.
"Your friend won't leave me alone." She raised an eyebrow.
"My friend? Who are you talking about? I don't have friends, except maybe you," she replied. Alex rolled his eyes.
"Liam, you're new gay boyfriend," Alex explained. A look of realization came to her face as she looked around sickbay and let her eyes rest upon Liam. He wore the regulation Starfleet pants, but instead of the shirt, he wore the women's dress, showing his nonexistent curves.
"Oh, well… what do you want me to do about it?" she asked, turning back to her computer. Alex leaned toward her and let his lips rest near her ear.
"Get him to leave me alone. It's driving me crazy. He's your friend, talk to him." Claire turned slightly to look at him. Sure, she and Liam had talked a little while she knew him, but they weren't best friends. Not that they couldn't be. They both had a lot in common with each other and they had potential to be best friends, they just hadn't hung out enough.
"Alex, grow a pair and talk to him yourself," she snapped.
"I think, as my girlfriend, you should talk to him," Alex said. Claire sighed, she was starting to regret this whole 'pretend to be my boyfriend' thing. Especially since she was pretty much not getting anything out of the situation; Kirk still didn't leave her alone.
"I think, as your girlfriend, I should beat you for talking to me like that." He glared at her and they held each other's glares for a moment before he caved.
"Fine, be like that. Some girlfriend you are," he said, whispering the last part. Before he could walk away, she grabbed his shirt.
"You really have no room to talk, just so you know." Alex scoffed.
"If this was real, it might be different," he muttered.
"If this was real, I'd actually consider having sex with you," Claire said, more to herself than him.
"So… it's still a no?" He asked.
"Yes, it's still a no. Don't you have work to do?" She asked. He rolled his eyes and turned to go look after a patient. When he left, she turned back to her computer and continued working. She would have been lying if she said she didn't miss being on Earth. At least on earth, she had more of a chance to escape from everyone. Here, no matter which was she turned, she was always running into someone.
"Claire." Like now.
"Hey, Liam. What are you up to?" She asked, glancing up from her computer.
"Oh, nothing. So, how are things with you and Alex?" He asked, filling a few things out on his charts.
"Uh… fine, I guess. Why do you ask?" Liam shrugged and watched as Alex began taking care of a patient.
"I don't know, you guys just seem to be… distant from each other." Claire ran a hand through her ponytail and shrugged.
"We're going through a rough patch, I guess," she admitted. It was the best reason she could come up with.
"Aw, well, how about the next time you have the night off, we sit around and watch chick flicks and paint each other's nails?" Claire smiled and gave a light chuckle. She hadn't had a night like that since she was still in the academy.
"Alright, if I ever get the night off, I'll let you know," she told him. He chuckled and crossed his arms.
"So, anything interesting happening around here? It just seems to quiet," Liam muttered. Claire sighed.
"See, now that you just said that, shit's going to go down," she told him. He laughed and went back to his chart.
"You are so dramatic." Claire just shook her head.
"You'll see soon enough." There was a pause before the doors opened and the sound of someone screaming entered the sickbay.
"NO!! I NEED TO KILL HIM! HE WILL NOT OUT SMART ME!"
"Oh god…" Liam said, placing a hand to his temple with an irritated look. Claire raised an eyebrow at him as a man with disheveled clothes ran into the room. His short red hair stuck up in all directions and a look of fear crossed his bloodshot eyes. Rupert and Colleen ran into sickbay after the crazed man.
"HE'S EVIL! I MUST KILL HIM!"
"Am I missing something?" Claire asked as Rupert grabbed the angry red haired man around the waist. He easily lifted the man over his shoulder as the man began to kick and scream like a child. Colleen crossed her arms angrily.
"Oliver. We found him in one of the air docks on the ship. His been missing since the Berlin revolt," she explained as Rupert crossed the room to Liam with Oliver still struggling to get free on his shoulder.
"MR. RUFFLES IS GOING TO KILL US ALL! I NEED TO KILL HIM FIRST!"
"Please tell me you remember the medicines he was taking on the Berlin. We can't have him running around like this without him getting himself or all of us into trouble," Rupert asked Liam, giving him a pleading look. Truth be told, they were all quite happy to see Oliver again. However, they weren't so happy that he hadn't taken his medication for a few weeks.
"I believe so. I'll be right back." Liam left the room as Claire starred at Oliver in wonder.
"Oliver?" Claire asked, causing the crazy redhead to stop his struggle and stare up at her.
"I didn't know you were secretly a girl, Ryan. Does this make you a lesbian since you're trying to steal Colleen away from me?" Oliver asked in a completely calm manner, as if nothing in the past five minutes had really happened. A blush spread across Claire's face as Colleen walked up to Oliver and backhanded him.
"That's not Ryan, Oliver. It's his sister. And I'm his girlfriend now, psycho," she muttered as Rupert continued to hold Oliver safely on his shoulder. There was just no telling what an un-medicated Oliver could do.
"But my love… I thought what we had was speci- YOU'RE SLEEPING WITH THE ENEMY, AREN'T YOU? MR. RUFFLES IS NOT AS GOOD AS HE LOOKS, MY DEAR! BABY COME BACK!"
"What the hell is with all the screaming?" Alex asked as he entered the room just as Liam came rushing in with a hypo-spray in his hand. He paused mid-rush to turn to Alex.
"Hey," he whisper in a seductive tone with a sly smile on his face. Alex took a step back, clearly creeped out by Liam's forwardness. Liam turned away and hurried back over to Oliver.
"Oh good, you've got it. Now just dope him up," Rupert said, lowering Oliver down onto a patient bed. Without a moment hesitation, Liam stabbed Oliver in the neck with the hypo spray and a small injection was heard. Oliver howled in pain, causing everyone else in the room to cover her ears. Oliver's eyes glazed over as Liam put the equipment away.
"Do I want to know?" Alex asked as he stood next to Claire, who bore the same confused look that he did.
"I don't really think that I want to know," she said bluntly as she watched Oliver. He blinked a few times and looked around the room in confusion.
"Trust me, you really don't," Colleen mumbled to them as Oliver jumped off the table and stumbled slightly.
"Ugh… where am I?" He asked, holding his head in pain.
"You're on the Starship Enterprise," Rupert clarified, placing a hand on his shoulder to steady him out. Oliver stopped wobbling and looked up at Rupert with a terrified look.
"The Enterprise? What happened to the Berlin?" Before anyone could reply to his question, the door to the room flung open.
"What's going on in here?" A loud voice demanded, looking around the room. He saw three doctors not doing their jobs and three other officers just standing around. He was positive that one of them wasn't even supposed to be on this ship.
"Good evening, Dr. McCoy," Liam said nervously, looking from the angry doctor to Oliver, who was still in a state of massive confusion.
"I repeat, what is going on here?" He said again, glaring at Alex, Claire, and Liam. Colleen took a step forward.
"We found an old friend of ours from the Berlin hiding in the ventilation system of the Enterprise and brought him here to get him checked out," she explained, leaving out the very important detail of Oliver's mental health.
"I see. I doubt it takes three doctors to examine a patient." McCoy said, still glaring at his doctors. They all looked down at their feet, getting caught red-handed by their boss.
"You're right, sir. We'll just be getting back to work then," Claire said, getting ready to head back into the main part of sickbay, but McCoy held out a hand to stop her.
"No. Alex, go get Pam. I want to see all four of you in my office. Ensigns, take this friend of yours to the bridge to the Captain and explain the situation to him. We can't just have him wandering the ship." Rupert and Colleen nodded and lead a very confused Oliver out of sickbay. Alex left to retrieve Pam while Liam and Claire followed McCoy into his office.
"You two, sit down. Let's wait for the other two doctors before we begin," he instructed as he began to glance over a few papers on his desk. Claire and Liam exchanged glances as Alex entered the room with Pam following right behind him.
"Whatever you think I did, Dr. McCoy, it wasn't me!" Pam shouted as she crossed the room to his desk. McCoy said nothing as he pointed to two empty seats. Without another word, Alex and Pam took the unoccupied seats next to Claire and Liam. Pam sat on one end and leaned forward to take a look at Liam who sat on the other end. Liam felt her eyes on him and looked across the other doctors at Pam.
"What?" He asked, as she continued to look at him. For a minute, he thought that she unconsciously licked her lips at him.
"And who are you?" She asked in a seductive voice, sending a wink his way. Liam shook his head and gave her an irritated look.
"Dr. Liam Peterson, at your service. And you're barking up the wrong tree, Hun. I don't swing that way," he announced, causing Claire and Alex to laugh. Pam's face fell as Liam's words sunk in.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Man, why are all the hot guys gay," she mumbled to herself. Alex cleared his throat from his seat next to her.
"I'm not gay," he stated, folding his arms angrily. Pam shot him a glare.
"I said hot guys," she sneer, looking at her nails and trying to blow him off.
"Well, at least I have friends!" Alex shot back, trying to defend himself against the unpopular doctor.
"I doubt that after what happened during the Berlin hearing," she spat turning to face him in her seat.
"Okay, shut up. I'm sick of you fighting like little kids. You're doctors, not children. And most importantly, you're my doctors. I will not stand for your immaturity!" McCoy snapped from his desk, causing everyone to be quite. For the most part, Claire just sat in her seat and watched the scene before her play out. She wasn't in the mood for getting involved in drama today.
"Sorry, Dr. McCoy." They all said in unison. McCoy nodded and looked down at the papers on his desk again.
"I've called you all in here because I've been invited to a dinner on the Enterprise to welcome a group of Andorians aboard. I've been asked to have one doctor accompany me to this dinner and I've got to decided between you four. But since Dr. Conaway is the only one who hasn't pissed me off today, she can come with me to the dinner." All eyes fell on Claire.
"Me? Why me?" She asked, pointing to herself.
"I don't like to repeat myself, Conaway. You haven't pissed me off today, so don't start now. Just say you'll join me and we can all leave," McCoy said, flipping through a few more of his papers.
"Um, sure. I guess so." McCoy nodded.
"Good. Make sure you have something formal to wear," he told her as he rose from his desk. The other doctors followed the suit and rose from their seats as well.
"When is the dinner?" Claire asked as McCoy headed for the door.
"Two weeks from now. Oh, Dr. Chambers and Dr. Beach can work the graveyard shift tonight for fighting like children. Dr. Conaway and Dr. Peterson, you guys can have the night off," McCoy told them as he pointed back to sickbay. "Well, go get to work!"
"So he gets to stay?" Claire asked as she sat across from Colleen in the dining hall. Liam was busy getting dinner with Rupert.
"Yeah, they're keeping him onboard for now. We'll be docking back on Earth in about six months, so they'll check him out then. For now, he's just a civilian living onboard," Colleen explained as she moved the chili in her bowl around with her spoon. Claire looked down into her own chili and sighed.
"I meant to apologize to you. For snapping at you during the hearing," she muttered, clearly embarrassed by her actions. Colleen just smiled sweetly at her.
"It's okay. I understand. I've got three younger siblings back home. I was older by a lot, but they were all around the same age and they fought all the time. I didn't mean to get involved." Claire smiled back and they sat in a comfortable silence until Alex came and sat down next to Claire.
"Hello," he said.
"Hey," Claire replied, taking a bite of her dinner.
"I heard you have the graveyard shift tonight, sucks man," Colleen muttered.
"Yeah, I'm not even going to talk about it," Alex muttered. Rupert and Liam sat down and Rupert almost immediately dug into his dinner. Liam, however, glanced between Alex and Claire.
"Are you two sure you are going out?" he asked suddenly. Claire paled and Alex raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure," Alex replied. Claire nodded and glanced at Colleen, who was watching her carefully.
"You guys just seem so… separate, it's really weird," Liam muttered.
"Well, we've both been so busy that it's been hard to really spend time with each other. Things will change though," Claire told him. Alex raised an eyebrow but went back to his dinner.
"Anyway, I heard that there is a huge dinner being held on the ship, they are even revamping a shuttle bay so it looks more dinner like," Colleen told them.
"I know, it's like a tricked out prom. I wish I could go," Liam muttered.
"Did you go to prom back on earth?" Colleen asked.
"I did, I brought the star of the football team as my date." Rupert chuckled.
"I bet the school was shocked." Liam laughed and shrugged.
"Not really, a school with about three hundred kids in Ohio, people tend to know these things." Colleen nodded.
"Yeah, I sort of had that. My school was bigger though. I didn't know a lot of people personally, but I knew of them. The whole school knew that my date was going to ask me out before I did. Then again, he was cute, and we had been going out for a few weeks. It was inevitable."
"I took the head cheerleader to the prom. Had some fun afterwards. You Rupert?" Alex asked, shoving some more chili in his mouth.
"I took my girlfriend of three years to the prom. I think we left in the middle of it. Too much noise," Rupert muttered. Liam glanced at Claire, who was really silent.
"What about you, Claire? How was your prom?" he asked. She continued to stare at her tray before she put her spoon down and handed Alex her pudding cup.
"Uh, honestly, I don't remember. I just remember it was held on the roof of some big hotel and fireworks went off at the end," she said, taking a sip of her drink.
"You don't remember who you went to prom with?" Colleen asked.
"Are you just saying that because you went alone?" Alex asked as he began to eat the pudding.
"No, I went with a friend. I think," she told them.
"Dudes! I just saw the most orgasmic thing since like… fucking girl on girl porn." Oliver said, sitting down. He glanced at Claire and offered a smile before looking back to his companions.
"You saw the engineering room, didn't you?" Colleen asked.
"Uh, yeah, it was fan-fucking-tastic. Dude, this place is ten times better than I thought it would be," Oliver muttered.
"It gets old after a month or two," Alex told him.
"I seriously doubt that," Oliver muttered. Alex chuckled and looked at his watch. He stood up and put all of his food on his tray.
"I've got to get going, the whole graveyard shift is going to kill me," Alex stated.
"Welcome to my world," Claire muttered, pushing away her food.
"Hey, Claire…"
"What?" she turned toward Alex, and within seconds she felt his lips against her own. His hand reached up to the back of her neck to deepen the kiss, and against her better judgment, she kissed back. He pulled away and gave her a smirk before walking away. Claire's eyes dropped from the ceiling and met with a pair of bright blue eyes. Her heart seemed to jump as she realized that he was staring at her and quickly looked away. She hoped no one at their table noticed, but that seemed to be too much of a wish.
"What was that?" Liam asked.
"I was kissing my boyfriend," Claire said, taking a sip of her water.
"I don't think that is what he was talking about," Colleen told her. Claire turned pink and looked down at her tray. There was a pause before Oliver spoke.
"Why is the Captain giving you a weird look?" he asked. Claire sighed and buried her face in her hands.
"I hate my life…" she muttered. Liam rolled his eyes.
"It's alright, we'll head back to your quarters and talk all about it," he told her.
"Okay." Liam stood up, as did Claire, and walked out the door, throwing their tray out as they did.
"I have the cutest blue nail polish, would you let me polish your nails?" Liam asked as they walked to the lift.
"Yeah, no problem. I think I actually have some orange nail polish." Liam smiled widely and they entered the lift. Right before the doors closed someone slipped through, and Claire had to avert her eyes away from the Captain.
"Hello." Liam smiled widely and waved.
"Hey," Liam replied. Claire simply crossed her arms and attempted to move closer to Liam.
"Hi, Claire… how have you been?" Kirk asked, his eyes focused right on her.
"Fine, Captain, and you?"
"You know… you can call me Jim," he told her.
"I'll call you Jim," Liam said. Kirk looked at him and forced a polite smile.
"I'd still rather not," Claire said. He sighed and leaned against the wall right in front of her. "You are so invading my personal space."
"Why are you even with him? He's an ass."
"Liam's not an ass. You don't even know him," Claire muttered.
"You know I'm not talking about Liam, I'm talking about Chambers." Claire raised an eyebrow.
"So what if he's an ass, you are too," She said.
"There is a big difference between me and him," Kirk snapped.
"Really? Well at least he isn't constantly using women all the time. Please just leave me and Alex alone." Kirk took a deep breath.
"I don't promise commitments on women I know I won't be able to keep. Call me what you want, but I would never cheat on a woman," he told her. Time seemed to stand still as their eyes locked and she swore her heart jumped into her throat. His blue eyes seemed to be searching through her soul as he looked down at her. The lift doors opened and she looked away, not wanting to feel the strange feeling in her stomach.
"Claire…" Liam said. She looked at him and nodded.
"Excuse me, Captain Kirk…" she whispered, moving past him and out into the hallway. Liam glanced at Kirk before following her out into the hallway.
"Claire… what the hell was that about?" Liam asked. Claire shook her head.
"Don't worry about it…" Liam stepped in front of her, blocking her from walking away. She ran a hand through her hair.
"Claire, come on… I thought we were going o be friends."
"We are, I just-"
"You tell me your secret, I'll tell you mine." Claire paused before furrowing her eyebrows.
"Your secret?" she asked. He smirked, knowing he had her.
"Nope, you first." She pressed her lips together and pulled him into her quarters. She turned the light on and locked the door. "Kinky…"
"Kirk has been hitting on me since before I got on the damn ship. You know how annoying that is?" she asked.
"It's only annoying if you secretly like it," Liam told her.
"No, it's annoying regardless. Anyway, I had to find something to get him off my back. So, I asked Alex to help me." Liam looked confused for a moment before a look of realization came to his face.
"You're sleeping with Alex in order to get Kirk to stop hitting on you?" Liam shocked. Claire rolled her eyes.
"I'm not sleeping with Alex."
"Can I sleep with Alex?" Liam asked. She gave a heavy sigh.
"No, you can't sleep with Alex," She snapped.
"Why not? You're not sleeping with him…"
"He's not gay."
"You don't know that."
"He isn't. Not that I know of anyway. Look, you can't tell anyone." Liam raised an eyebrow at her.
"Claire… Kirk thinks that he is cheating on you. Once Kirk knows, everyone is going to know and that could be bad." Claire frowned and pressed her lips together.
"I know… it was stupid of me, but I was so tired and I cannot sleep with Kirk, if I do I'll just…" She trailed off and looked down. Liam furrowed his eyebrows and tried to met her gaze.
"Claire?"
"I'll talk to Alex, we'll see what happens after that." Liam nodded.
"Alright… can I still have him when you're done?" he asked.
"Maybe, depends on how good your secret is," she muttered.
"Give me an hour, I have to get a few things," Liam said, turning around and walking out the door.
"Wait! What about the secret?" she called, frowning when he didn't answer.
"Claire! Open the door!" someone called. Claire ran a hand through her wet hair and tugged on her tank top before answering the door o a very excited looking Liam.
"Hey, took you long enough," she said, letting him in.
"Sorry, I had to find Rocky," he said, putting a very large bag on her desk.
"Find who?" she asked, walking up to him.
"Alright… here is my secret. Claire… meet Rocky!" he reached into the bag and pulled out a very small puppy.
"Oh my God! He's so cute!" she said, picking up the small black puppy. He must have been about four weeks old. The top of his head all the way to his tale was black, but the underside of his muzzle all the way down his belly was a tan brown. The same color was on his paws as well, making it look like he had on brown socks. On his eyebrows he had two tan dots painted, which proudly showed his Rottweiler breed.
"Isn't he adorable? He's still a baby, but he is for the most part housebroken. Except for a few accidents." The small puppy began to reach up and lick her face, causing her to smile and kiss the puppy's head.
"He is adorable. Aww, I always wanted a puppy. Did you clear is with the Captain?" she asked, sitting on her bed with the dog. Liam gave a nervous chuckle and shifted his weight.
"Thus the reason he is a secret. Duh." Claire's eyes went wide and she looked down at Rocky, who was snuggling into her warm shirt.
"So, no one but you knows this dog is onboard?" she asked.
"You know…" She shook her head and continued to pet the small dog.
"Liam, Kirk needs to know about this! You can't have a dog on a ship unless the captain is aware of it."
"You tell him about Rocky, I'll tell him about Alex." Her jaw dropped.
"You're blackmailing me?" she asked.
"Is it working? Come on, I really don't want to get rid of him. I love him. You can't take my puppy away from me!" Claire shook her head as Rocky looked up at her with his big brown eyes.
"This is ridiculous. I can't believe you snuck a puppy onboard," she scolded, scratching the puppy behind its ear.
"Can I keep him?" Liam asked, getting down on his knees in front of her and giving her a pathetic look.
"Yeah, sure. Whatever," she said, avoiding Liam's gaze. Liam rose to his feet and clapped his hands together happily.
"Good, he's going to stay here with you!" Liam's words took a moment to sink in as Claire continued to pet the puppy. As she realized what he just said, she carefully dropped Rocky onto her bed.
"What? I said you could keep him!" She yelled, standing up to face Liam.
"I'd love to, but… you keep him."
"No, I won't keep him," Claire said, folding her arms angrily as Rocky hopped off the bed. Claire looked down to find Rocky sitting by her feet and wagging his tail happily. Her anger at Liam subsided as Rocky jumped up and placed his front to paws on her leg, smiling up at her. Claire leaned down and picked him up, causing him to bark happily.
"Well, he likes you," Liam told her. She sighed and glared at him.
"Liam… This is… I can't just." The Rocky tilted his head to the side and gave a small whine. Claire sighed and scratched his ear. "Fine, I'll take care of him," She muttered.
"Thank you! Now, can I paint your nails?" Claire rolled her eyes but sat on her bed.
"Sure, knock yourself out."
"Hey, baby," Alex said, kissing Claire's cheek. Claire rolled her eyes and smacked him with an old chart.
"Cool it, Romeo, I'm working," She snapped. Alex rolled his eyes and sat on the counter of the med station.
"You love it, you haven't gotten any in like ever." Claire turned red but said nothing.
"Don't you have work to do? We have a group of ambassadors coming aboard."
"Yeah, I heard one of them is real tight with the Captain. Riley something…"
"Riley Kline," Liam said, walking up to Claire. Alex nodded and glanced at Liam's fingernails.
"Dude… is that orange nail polish on your nails?" he asked. Liam smiled.
"Yeah, Claire painted them. Did you see hers? If it wasn't for Starfleet I'd be a nail painting God." Alex glanced at Claire's newly painted blue nails and shook his head.
"You guys are lame," he muttered.
"And you're gay," Claire retorted. Liam looked at him.
"Oh, really?" he asked, a flirtatious smirk plastered on his face.
"No! I'm not gay! I'm dating Claire," He defended. Liam just rolled his eyes and went back to his paperwork.
"Don't bother, I told him." Claire whispered. Alex shot her a look.
"I thought-"
"Chambers, get your ass off the med station and get to work!" Alex jumped off the counter just in time for a group of people to walk in.
"And this, is the ship's Sickbay, host to some of our sickest officers, and prettiest doctors," Kirk announced, walking in and shooting a smile in Claire's direction. She just used the chart to hide her from the group.
"It is protocol for all guests upon the ship to be examined in order to eliminate any sort of viral threat," Spock told them. The group distributed through Sickbay and Claire made her way to a patient bed.
"Hello, I'm Doctor Conaway, I'll be your doctor today," she said, grabbing the patients chart.
"Riley Kline, I'll be you patient today," he replied. Claire glanced up and smiled. He must have been the same age as Kirk, maybe a year older. His chocolate brown hair didn't looked to be combed, and looked as if her had just rolled out of bed, but it was short enough to work for him. His hazel eyes were warm, and he had the average build of every other Starfleet officer.
"I've heard a lot about you," she told him, getting her scanner out.
"Well, if Jim told them, it's probably not true. Unless it's about me kicking his ass in hand to hand combat training, then yes it's true." She smiled.
"Oh really? You really don't party hard all night long?" she asked. He laughed and shook his head.
"Not since I got married after graduation," he told her.
"Really? Congratulations." He nodded.
"She's currently at a space station. I think it's circling a planet called Atelo. The Enterprise Is dropping us off there," Riley explained as Claire took her medical equipment out.
"That's cool. Well, I'm going to start with your examination then," she told him. He nodded and opened his arms up, motioning for her to begin. She noticed that his built was similar to Kirk's build. For a moment, the butterflies that Kirk set off every time she saw him went off again.
"Go for it," he replied with a confident smile that again reminded Claire of her captain. Five minutes later, Riley stood up as Claire motioned for the next person to come over.
"You've got a clean bill of health," Claire said as began setting up her medical supplies again. Riley smiled and leaned on a wall next to where she was working.
"For my entire examination, you were staring at me as if I were a piece of meat," Riley said with his confident smile again. Claire's face heated up as a blush overtook her features.
"I was not. I was just examining you like any doctor would," she defended as another man walked over to begin his examination.
"I don't think I like doctors anymore, unless they're as pretty as you." Before Claire could reply, Kirk walked over to where they were.
"Riley, God it's been too long." Riley smiled.
"Jim, it has been too long. Have you met Doctor Conaway? She's such a sweetheart." Kirk smirked and glanced at Claire, who just dismissed her patient.
"Why yes, I have met Claire, on many occasions," Kirk told him. Riley raised an eyebrow and glanced at Claire.
"I apologize, I didn't realize-"
"Not like that, he just had a nasty habit of running into me, constantly."
"I guess I'm just drawn to you. Can you really blame me?" Kirk asked. Claire rolled her eyes and went to walk away, but was stuck between Kirk and Riley.
'Stuck in between two really hot guys' right next to a bed. Somehow the fantasy seemed less awkward in my head,' Claire thought.
"Well, as an old friend, I suggest you take her out on a date immediately," Riley said.
"Why don't you ask her out?" Kirk asked. Claire debated on jumping over the medical bed to get out of the situation, but her skirt was short enough as it was, and the thought of giving them a show was not appealing.
"Well, as a married father to be, I don't think it would be very appropriate." Kirk nodded.
"I would, but she's sort of dating an asshole," Kirk told him.
"Okay, I'm leaving, excuse me," she said, moving past Kirk. Even through clothes, the simple contact of skin was enough to make her want to shiver.
"Aww, you scarred the pretty doctor away, Jim." She heard Riley call. She rolled her eyes and turned her charts in before turning and watching as Liam was staring her down.
"What?" she asked.
"Did you feed Rocky?" he asked. She raised an eyebrow and nodded.
"Yeah, of course I did. Why?" she asked.
"I feel as though I've forgotten something," he muttered.
"Did you close his cage after you were done visiting him?" She asked. He paused and his eyes went wide.
"Oh My God!" he cried, running out of the sickbay. McCoy looked up from his paper work and shot a look at Claire.
"Where is he going?" he asked. She shrugged.
"I have no idea," she muttered. He watched her for a second before speaking.
"You have Graveyard shift tonight, for lying to me." She gave a groan of annoyance before walking over to another patient.
"I hate being a doctor," she mumbled to herself.
"That's exactly what someone what's to hear before being examined by a doctor," the patient said as she started her examination.
An hour later, Claire was finally able to take a break. She sat on a patient's bed in the corner and leaned back. Her shifts were stressing her out and she was exhausted. Sickbay was mostly empty that night, save for Pam's patient who was complaining about abdominal pains.
"I feel like my liver might fall out!" He howled in pain, but Pam shook her head.
"Mr. Everett, I'm telling you that it's just gas. You need to lay off the beans," she told him as she doubled checked his medical chart.
"I don't feel so-" Before he could finish, he threw up all over Pam. Alex, who was on his way to sit next to Claire, stopped to laugh hysterically. Claire was also sent into a fit of hysterical laughing.
"Wow, that was priceless," Alex said as he pulled up chair next to Claire's bed. They continued to watch the scene before them as Mr. Everett threw up again on Pam who was wiping furiously at the tan colored vomit that was all over her person. After a moment, Mr. Everett stood up.
"Actually, I feel great now. Thanks Dr. Beach!" He said as he left sickbay. Pam merely shook her head and turned to Alex and Claire.
"I'm going to get cleaned up. If there's any patient's, can you guys take care of them until I get back," she asked weakly, realizing that she had been completely humiliated in front of her peers. Claire nodded, stifling back her laughter, but Alex wasn't as kind.
"Do you think you could wash that nasty crap on your face away? Oh wait, that's how you look everyday!" He yelled, bursting out into laughter again. Claire let out her own laugh as Pam walked away with a hurt look on her face.
"We're so mean." Alex nodded.
"Yeah… well, what do you expect?" She shrugged and they sat in a comfortable silence.
"Kirk thinks you are cheating on me," she told him. Alex raised an eyebrow.
"Really? Why?" She shrugged.
"He probably saw you bring some random chick to your place or something." Alex looked confused and then nodded.
"So, are you going to break up with me?" he asked. She paused before shrugging.
"No clue, I'll let you know though," she told him.
"Thanks for that, I'd like to know when a girl is breaking up with me."
"It does make life easier, doesn't it?" he laughed and moved so he was sitting next to her on the bed.
"Have you heard from Ryan recently?" he asked, grabbing his data pad and checking his messages.
"No, he's been really busy apparently. Maybe it's best if we don't talk though. It gives him time to think," she muttered. Alex nodded and looked over at her.
"You miss him?" he asked.
"Of course, but he has to do what he has to do." Alex nodded.
"Word." Claire looked over at Alex, who was looking at his boots.
"Hey, um… thank you," she said.
"For what?" She shrugged.
"For helping me out. For sticking up for my brother. You are an ass, but you're half decent sometimes." Alex shrugged.
"All in a days work." She smiled and watched as Riley walked in. He looked around for a little before spotting Claire and walking over to her.
"Hello, Doctor Conaway," he said.
"Hi, Ambassador Kline," she replied.
"Call me Riley," he told her.
"What can I help you with?" She asked.
"Actually, Jim and I sort of got into a arm wrestling contest, and the jerk almost broke my wrist, I was hoping you could help me out." She nodded and jumped off the bed.
"Sure, right this way." She lead him to a bed and he sat on it, holding out his wrist.
"Thank you, for helping me out." She shrugged.
"I'm a doctor, it's my job." He nodded. "Are you enjoying your stay here?" she asked.
"Yeah, Jim's always been a great buddy, so is Bones." She smiled and scanned over his wrist.
"You sound like you guys are good friends," She stated.
"Yeah, truth be told, Kirk and I started out as rivals. Anything I did, he had to do better. Eventually I just gave up and let him win." She chuckled.
"Really? I never would've thought." Riley nodded.
"Yeah, eventually we became friends. I've seen him do some stupid shit," he muttered. Claire laughed and shot some sort of vaccine in his wrist.
"This will help it heal, I'll let it sit for a minute before I wrap it up." He nodded and watched as she got her supplies ready.
"So, this boyfriend of yours… is he really an asshole?" She shot him a look.
"Did Kirk put you up to this?" she asked.
"No, but he won't shut up about how much of a jerk he is. It's really kind of annoying." She sighed and ran a hand through her hair.
"Yeah well… he's a jerk too. I pity the woman who wants to marry him," she said.
"My wife said the same thing about me. Two years later we were walking down the aisle together," he said. A small smile made his way to his face.
"You miss her?" she asked as she began to wrap his wrist up.
"You have no idea. She called me the other day and told me she was getting sick, I almost died. I need to see her and make sure she's getting better." Claire smiled at how his eyes seemed to light up.
"You must really love her." He nodded.
"She saved me. My dad just died and I was going down a really bad path, she brought me out of it and stopped me from destroying myself. I think I would die without her." Claire smiled. She wished she had a man talking about her like that, as did every other woman in the galaxy. Guys like Riley were hard to come by.
"She's a very lucky woman to have someone like yourself," Claire told him as she finished wrapping up his wrist. He tried to move it and winced, causing Claire to glare at him.
"I'm glad you think so. Maybe Kirk just needs a fine girl like yourself to help him get over his womanizing ways," Riley told her, smiling as she shot him an annoyed look.
"Are you sure he didn't put you up to that?" She asked as she put away her supplies. Riley shrugged and laughed.
"That little bit at the end he did, but the rest was just me being honest with you." Claire nodded and grabbed his patient chart.
"Right, well you're good to go," she told him as he leapt off the patient bed.
"Thanks, Dr. Conaway," he thanked her, placing a hand on her shoulder. Claire smiled.
"Please, just call me Claire."
"I'm a married man, Claire. Don't go barking up the wrong tree," Riley told her. Claire just smiled.
"I think I'm done with trees for awhile, thanks. My tree is hard enough to handle," she told him, causing both of them to laugh.
"I heard that!" A voice called out from the other room.
"Were you listening to our conversation?" Claire yelled back, her anger slowly rising at her 'boyfriend'.
"I'm in the other room, not on the other side of the ship!" He called back. Riley nodded and chuckled.
"I think I'd better go," Claire told him as her face turned red, embarrassed by Alex's actions.
"Well, I hope to see you again, Claire," Riley said as they headed for the door.
"I hope to see you again too, Riley. Hopefully just not in the sickbay under these circumstances," she said as she gave him a sincere smile. Riley was really hot and Claire's main problem was talking to hot guys, even if they were married.
"With Jim and I hanging out again, that just might be the case," Riley told her as he began chuckling again. Before Claire could reply, a loud crash rang out from the other room.
"WHERE IS CLAIRE?" A voice shouted.
"Jeez, what are you doing, Liam?" Alex asked as he helped Liam up from the table he ran into. He had a paranoid look of fear on his face and he was breathing heavily, probably from running.
"Claire, I can't find Rocky!" he screamed. Claire became pale as she walked up to him.
"What? You lost him?" she asked. Riley, against his better judgment, walked up to the group.
"Who is Rocky?" he asked. Alex nodded.
"That's what I want to know…"
"Well, he's sorta… well…" Claire trailed off.
"He's Claire's puppy!" Liam said. Claire's jaw dropped.
"What? He was your puppy first! You just pawned him off on me!" Alex rubbed his temples and looked at Claire.
"You brought a dog, on the ship?" he asked.
"No, Liam did. I just decided to keep him." Riley raised an eyebrow.
"Why would you do that?" he asked.
"Because he is so cute, I mean, I've never seen a cuter dog," She said. Liam nodded.
"Yeah, sneaky little bugger. He got out of his cage and out of her quarters, somehow. He's like… supper dog." Riley nodded and looked at Claire.
"I guess it would be too much to assume that Jim knows about this dog…" Claire nodded.
"Yeah, it would be way too much," she muttered. Riley nodded.
"Well, I guess we'll go look for him." Claire raised an eyebrow.
"You're going to help us?" she asked. He nodded.
"Yeah, it's the least I could do, since you did fix my wrist… sort of."
"Okay, Alex, you should help too," Claire said.
"Why the hell to I have to help?" he asked.
"Because I said so, that's why!" she snapped. Alex rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Dude, you guys aren't even having sex and she still has you whipped," Liam said, chuckling ever so slightly. Before Alex could reply, Riley jumped in.
"We'll meet up back here in an hour. Let's split up into groups-"
"I call Alex!" Liam shouted, grabbing his hand and pulling him out of sickbay. Claire shook her head and looked up at Riley.
"I guess I'll go with you," she told him. He nodded.
"Alright, let's go."
Claire never realized how big the ship was until she spent a good forty-five minutes looking for a dog. She and Riley stepped into the lift and she ran bother her hands through her hair.
"Okay, we've checked everywhere. How far could that dog have gotten?" she asked. Riley paused before hitting a button.
"We haven't checked everywhere. There is still one place left." She raised an eyebrow.
"Where is that?" she asked.
"On the bridge," he answered.
"You really think that he is on the bridge? How could he have gotten there?" she asked. He shrugged.
"No clue, but I can't hurt to look." She nodded.
"Kirk isn't there right now, is he?" she asked.
"No, I'm pretty sure he is down on deck five having a drink. I believe he and Bones are trying to see if they could get Spock drunk." She raised an eyebrow.
"I didn't think Vulcan's could get drunk." He shrugged and watched as the doors to the bridge opened. It was completely empty except for two men at the helm, who she guessed to me Sulu and Chekov, the ship's helmsmen.
"What are you guys doing here?" The man that Claire presumed to be Sulu asked as they entered the bridge from the lift.
"Nothing at all, my good man," Riley said as he and Claire spread out. Chekov stood up from his post.
"You are owiously vooking for svomething, yes?" He asked. Claire hesitated before nodding. Sulu looked over the bridge and paused.
"Are you looking for a puppy?" He asked slowly, causing everyone in the room to look at him.
"How did you know?" Riley asked as the lift doors opened again.
"Riley, Claire! My two favorite people on the ship!" Kirk said in a slurred voice as he wobbled onto the deck with Bones and Spock behind him. Bones' face was red and his eyes were glazed while Spock appeared fine.
"I would be offended by that comment, Jim, but I'll just pretend I didn't hear you," Bones said as he stumbled slightly.
"Why are we even here, Captain?" Spock asked as he stood by the lift with his arms behind his back.
"I just came to… is that a puppy in my chair? There's a puppy in my chair!" Kirk howled as everyone in the room looked towards the Captain's seat. Claire was relieved to find Rocky sitting there wagging his tail. He barked at Kirk before lifting one of his legs.
"Zat is not good…" Chekov said as Kirk's face went red.
"GET THAT MUTT OUT OF HERE!" He yelled as Claire grabbed Rocky and ran towards the lift.
"Why do you have a dog aboard the Enterprise, Dr. Conaway?" Spock asked as Claire ran right into the lift. She ignored him as well as her better judgment and punched in the number to the floor of her room. Riley stood in the middle of the room with a shocked look on his face.
"Do you um… want me to call someone to clean that up?" He asked. Kirk ran a hand over his face as he leaned against McCoy.
"Bones, a dog just whizzed in my chair. My Chair!" He said. McCoy shook his head and crossed his arms.
"Damn dog, I hate dogs. You want me to neuter it?" he asked. Jim nodded.
"Yes, but don't hurt it. I like dogs." Spock raised an eyebrow.
"Captain, if it is truly your intention to persuade Dr. Conaway to go on a date with you, I would not suggest neutering her dog." Kirk's eyebrows furrowed.
"It's Claire's dog?" he asked, looking at Riley. Riley just shrugged.
"Shit happens, do you still want the dog neutered?" he asked. Kirk just sighed as he sat in his chair, causing the group of men to either hold back their laughter, or hold back their looks of disgust.
"No, I like dogs." He paused as Riley began to laugh. He then realized he was sitting in his chair and ran a hand over his face.
"Uh, dude…" Riley said.
"I just sat in dog piss, didn't I?" McCoy nodded.
"You're a dumb ass…"
"You found him!" Liam shouted as he gathered the puppy in his arms. Before Claire could reply, Alex grabbed her by her arm and let his lips linger near her ear.
"Don't ever leave me alone with him again. My cheek's hurt, and I'm not talking about the ones on my face." Claire made a face and nodded.
"Alright, I'll try." Liam kissed Rocky's head and looked at Claire.
"Where did you find him?" he asked.
"The Captain's chair. I wouldn't suggest sitting there for a while either." Liam paused before giggling.
"I love this dog. Our super dog." Claire simply sighed heavily as she took him from Liam. She went to scold him, but couldn't find herself to do it when he began licking her face. She glanced around the hallway outside of her room and noticed that neither Kirk, nor McCoy was coming to get them. She figured they must have been too preoccupied with Kirk's new seat to really care.
"Yeah well, he'll be in big trouble in the morning. Or, at least… I'll be in big trouble in the morning." Liam frowned.
"I'm sorry Claire. I didn't mean to get you in trouble." She shook her head and watched as Rocky began to fall asleep.
"Don't worry about. If I have to I'll just work graveyard shift for a few weeks." Alex nodded.
"Yeah, you better get some sleep. I'll cover your shift tonight," he told her. She smiled and nodded.
"Thanks, I appreciate it." Alex nodded and kissed her cheek before walking down the hallway. Liam raised an eyebrow before petting the puppy and smiling at Claire.
"I'm sorry again Claire, goodnight!" he said before kissing her cheek and running off himself. She sighed and walked into her quarters and putting the small dog on the floor.
"You're cute, but you are a pain in the ass," she muttered, falling back on her bed. She felt the small dog jump up on her bed and curl up next to her. She smiled and scratched his ears before letting herself drift off to sleep.
When Claire woke up, she felt almost as tired as she did when she went to bed. The whole incident with Rocky the night before had left completely drained physically and emotionally. Claire went to scratch Rocky, but noticed he wasn't on her bed anymore. She shot up in bed in a panic, but noticed that Rocky was sleeping on the pillow in his cage. Claire sighed in relief and began to stretch her fatigued body. Without a second thought, Claire got up and headed for the shower. She was halfway to her bathroom with her tank top already over her head when a knock fell upon her door.
"Ugh, who is it?" Claire asked, struggling to get her tank top back on.
"It's Jim. I'm coming in," he said as the door slid open. Claire mentally cursed herself for not putting the lock command on the door as Jim walked into the room to see her half naked. He paused as the door slid closed again. Claire froze as she gave up trying to put her shirt back on.
"Were you expecting me?" Jim asked with a sneer as he crossed the room to where Claire was frozen in place. She quickly used the tank top to cover her assets and Jim just smiled, letting his eyes roam over her body freely.
"I-I didn't g-give you permission t-to e-enter my r-room!" Claire stuttered, trying to sound more demanding than she felt. Her heart was beating a mile a minute and she thought she might throw up on the spot.
"I don't think you mind it though. You looked pretty happy to see me," Jim said, gesturing to her chest. Claire's face turned scarlet as she used her tank top to smack him in the face.
"You p-pig!" She cried out, realizing that she moved her tank top. Jim just smiled and took a few steps towards her, using his sexy smile to distract her. Claire took a step back for every step he took towards her until she was backed up against the wall.
"I may be a pig, but I'm going to be the one to make you squeal," he whispered as his warm breathe caressed her lips. Claire's heartbeat sounded so loud in her ears that she was sure that Jim could hear it too. He leaned closer until his hands were covering hers, which were still trying to cover up her breasts. Without a moment's hesitation, Jim leaned in and captured Claire's lips, causing her mind to shut off. Her only thought was that his lips were so soft and his tongue was playing with her own. She wasn't even aware of herself as her own lips began to kiss back. After few minutes, Jim pulled away allowing both of them to catch their breath. Wordlessly, he pulled his own shirt over his head and tossed it to the ground. He returned to Claire and pulled her tank top out from underneath her hands.
"W-What are you-" But Jim silenced her with his lips again. Claire didn't even fight back as Jim tossed her shirt to join his on the ground. She enjoyed the feeling of warmth that washed over her body when she felt his skin against her own. She groaned into the kiss as she felt Jim's hands slide over her chest and gently squeeze her boobs in his slightly rough hands. She let her own hands wander over his rugged back and felt his abs flex under her fingertips. She moaned as his fingers tenderly began to tweak her nipples, causing her to pull away from his mouth and sigh in absolute pleasure.
"Do you like that?" Jim whispered to her as he began kicking his boots off, his hands never stopping what they were doing. When he was done, he pulled his hands away and leaned down to take one of Claire's nipples in his mouth. Her breathing sped up and she began to moan.
"Oh, Jim. Don't stop," she moaned as she felt his fingertips on the end of her short shorts. All thought of what they were doing was wrong left her mind when she felt him jerk them, along with her panties, down around past her knees, never stopping his mouth on her one nipple and his hand kneading her other breast.
"Trust me, I wasn't planning on it," he replied between breaths as he continued his assault on her chest. His free hand began struggling to undo his own belt, but his focus never left Claire. She arched her back, trying to get his face even closer if possible. She felt him smile into her breast and considered smacking him, but she felt like his hands were all over her body and she couldn't focus on a single thought. She heard some jingling and realized that Jim's belt finally came undone and he dropped it to the floor with his pants. He kicked them to the side and turned back to Claire. He withdrew his mouth from her nipple and looked up into her grey eyes. His blue eyes held so much passion as he lead her back to her bed. She fell backwards as Jim's muscular body lay on top on her smaller and much more feminine frame. Her skin was on fire as she felt his bulge from his grey underwear right over her womanhood.
"Jim…" She moaned as he pressed his pelvis into hers, causing them both to moan. She began unconsciously thrusting into Jim, causing him to groan.
"I need you, Claire," he told her using both hands to slide his underwear off. Claire blushed and looked up, trying to avoid looking at Jim's little 'captain'. Jim chuckled as he leaned back down to Claire, his penis hard against her warm trembling thighs.
"I promise that I'll go slow," he said as he entered her, causing her face to scrunch up in the brief pain the followed. Jim leaned down and kissed her again, trying to distract her from the pain he had caused. Just as Claire was about to say something, Jim began to slowly thrust in and out of her. She went from feeling a little bit of pain to feel nothing, but ecstasy.
"Ugh, Jim, harder," she cried out as Jim grunts from above her made her even hotter. She ran a hand through his hair as droplets of sweat rolled down both their bodies. She felt a pressure began to build up in her stomach as Jim sped up his pace. She was grinding back against his hips as she was filled with feelings of pure bliss. Her breath was erratic as she felt herself getting closer to her release. Jim smiled as he felt her writhe beneath him, giving him an extra boost of energy to began pushing deeper inside of her, causing her to gasp for air. Jim leaned down to her ear, his breath like fire against her skin as she quaked under him.
"I love you," he whispered. She gasped as his hands returned to work on her chest, running his hands over her overly sensitive nipples and sending shivers down her spine. Claire felt like she was on cloud nine as her inner walls began to throb on Jim's manhood, pushing them both over the edge.
"JIM!!!!!" She cried out in as she came, riding out her orgasm with Jim.
Claire shot up in bed, startling Rocky who had been nuzzling her breast while she was sleeping. She was panting very heavily and her whole body was covered in sweat. Rocky whined as Claire shoed him off the bed and she let everything sink in. She just had a sex dream about none other than Captain Kirk.
"Claire! Wake up! We need you in sickbay!" She heard Alex's voice and ran a hand through her hair.
"I'll be there in a second," she replied. She quickly slipped a new uniform on and tied her hair up. Once Rocky was in his cage she walked outside her room, almost falling to the side when the ship jerked.
"Red alert! All hands to your stations, we are under attack!" she heard Spock's smooth voice call. At this point, she was running to sickbay, only to find that all the doctors were running around like crazy. She ran up to Liam and Alex and helped them set up a hover bed.
"What the hell is going on?" she asked.
"You slept in, that's what. How do you sleep in till 1400 hours?" Alex asked.
"Sorry, what happened?" she asked.
"We docked at the space station twenty minutes ago, now the station and us are being under attack by fucking Romulans. The station is falling apart and we need to beam out our guys immediately and whoever else we can get." Claire nodded as McCoy walked over to her.
"Conaway, get your medical kit, you're coming with us to the transporter!" he said. She nodded and followed him and a group of people to the transporter room.
"We should have patients coming in a second, it's a little difficult to beam them out." Scotty said. McCoy nodded and sent a small group of people off with the doctors. A small group was beamed aboard and Pam took the one with the worst injuries up to sickbay immediately.
"Who are we missing?" Alex asked.
"A Ambassador, Riley, and Jim." McCoy answered. The ship shook again and the doctors braced themselves.
"I've got two now, ready to beam them up." Scotty said. A second later, a bloody Riley and a pretty banged up Ambassador appeared in front of them.
"Peterson, Chambers, take them up!" McCoy snapped. Before they could move Riley looked around.
"Where is he? Where did he go?" he asked.
"Who?" McCoy asked.
"Jim? Amy fell behind, he said he would get her!" McCoy frowned.
"We'll find him, you need to get to sickbay Riley." Riley shook his head.
"NO! I'm not leaving without her. I can't! Leonard, don't make me leave her!" McCoy frowned as he saw Alex give him a sedative.
"Sorry, Riley. Get them to sickbay!" he snapped.
"I've got another, I'm beaming them now," Scotty said as the other two left the room. A second later an unconscious woman was laying on the floor, she had a pretty bad gash to her abdomen and was losing blood fast.
"Shit!" McCoy muttered. He looked her over before putting her on the medical bed.
"I need to get her to sickbay. When Kirk comes back you need to examine him. If he has any problems, Nurse Chapel will help you take him up." Claire paled.
"Y-you want me to examine the Captain?" she asked.
"Is there a problem with that?" he snapped. She shook her head.
"No sir." McCoy left the room and Claire walked over to Scotty, who was looking at the space station.
"I need to find him, there was already a great explosion and the structure won't hold for long." Claire looked around the layout.
"Was he near the explosion?" Scotty paused before checking around the area.
"I think I've got him. Hopefully I can get him out of there before the thing explodes." Claire shot him a look.
"That's reassuring," she muttered. Claire watched as a figure began to appear on the ground right before it blew up. Everyone held their breath while the figure began to become clear, and they all sighed when they realized it was in fact the Captain. Claire ran up to him and noticed he had many cuts and bruises, and was unconscious.
"I need a bed!" she called. Nurse Chapel nodded and brought over a hover bed. They got the captain on the bed and walked him to the lift, only pausing when the ship shook violently again.
"Shit, he needs to get to sickbay immediately," Claire muttered once she was finished her scan.
"The lift isn't working, what's wrong?" Scotty came up and messed with a few buttons before sighing.
"It must have been damaged," He muttered.
"He needs surgery, it looks like a piece of metal hit his appendix."
"How close is the next lift?" Nurse Chapel asked.
"About ten minutes from here, can he make it?" Scotty asked.
"Yeah, he should be able to-"
"No! He won't," Claire hissed. She reached into her bag and pulled out a pair of gloves and her surgical cap.
"What do you mean?"
"His appendix has burst. He has twenty minutes at the most. I need to perform surgery in order to save him."
"Maybe it would be better if Doctor McCoy did it. He is a more experienced doctor and has had some experience with surgery," Nurse Chapel said.
"Okay, you can go bring him down here, but I need to operate on him right now! Personally I wouldn't want to have the Captain of the Enterprise's death on my conscious, but go ahead." Nurse Chapel paused before putting on her own pair of gloves.
"Scotty, go get Doctor McCoy and tell him we need him, immediately."
"Okay," Scotty muttered before taking off. Nurse Chapel watched as Claire ripped open the captain's shirt and grabbed her scalpel.
"I hope you know what you are doing," she muttered.
"I do to," Claire replied as she cut into him.
Scotty pumped his legs as fast as he could as he entered sickbay.
"McCoy!" he screamed. McCoy turned around for his patient, a frown plastered on his face as the nurse laid a blanket over the woman's face.
"What Scotty?" he asked.
"It's Captain Kirk…" McCoy raised an eyebrow.
"What about him?" he asked.
"Well sir, he need surgery," he answered.
"Then why in Gods name is he not up here?" he asked.
"It's a long story sir, but basically that doctor and Nurse Chapel had to operate in the middle of the hallway," he answered.
"What? Conaway hasn't operated before, she could kill him!" McCoy said as Scotty nodded.
"That's why I'm here getting you!" He shouted as McCoy nodded. He looked down at the woman and sighed.
"I can't save her anyway. Nurse Trainer, try to alleviate the pain as much as you can as she dies. I need to save the Captain," McCoy instructed as he took off running to help out Claire.
"Here, Nurse Chapel. I need you to dispose of his appendix. He's in the safe zone now, I just need McCoy here to-"
"Dr. Conaway!" Claire and Nurse Chapel looked up as Dr. McCoy and Scotty entered the room. McCoy pushed past Nurse Chapel who merely stood there holding Kirk's oozing appendix in her hands.
"Dr. McCoy, I removed the piece of metal that had pierced the Captain in his appendix and I just finished surgically removing it. I haven't had a chance to close up yet because I wanted to make sure I did everything right." McCoy nodded as he began inspecting Kirk's side.
"Well, it looks pretty clean to me. We can sew him up and get him up to sickbay to flush out his system. Dr. Conaway… Claire, you just saved Jim's life." McCoy said as he placed a bloody glove on Claire's shoulder in a proud way. Claire wanted to cringe in disgust, but she figured that this was a once in a lifetime moment that she was having with McCoy. She just saved his best friend, no, his non-blood related brother.
"I did my best, Dr. McCoy," she said proudly as they began moving Kirk up to sickbay.
"You saved that bastard's life? Good job!" Alex said proudly to Claire as she collapsed into a chair in the corner of sickbay. Kirk was hooked up to an IV that was flushing any potentially dangerous fluids out of his body while Amy, Riley's wife, was covered in a white sheet. Riley was currently in surgery with McCoy while the Ambassador got cleared out of sickbay a few minutes ago.
"Thanks. I was so nervous that I was going to mess up and do something wrong, but I remember reading about an appendectomy back at the academy and how it's a common procedure of any Starfleet Surgeon," Claire explained, looking over at Kirk. His breathing was regular, though his face was hooked up with an oxygen mask just in case. She still couldn't shake her dream from that morning, making her feel awkward at just being in the same room with him.
"Either way, you did good today. It's just a shame that Riley's wife wasn't able to make it. Both her and the baby," Alex said sadly as Liam sat down next to the couple.
"Dr. McCoy just got out of surgery. Riley is going to make it," he informed them as they saw McCoy exit the room where he was performing Riley's surgery.
"Did one of you put Mrs. Kline's death on record?" He asked in tired voice. Alex nodded.
"I did, sir. I put both her and the baby's death on record." McCoy nodded and headed over to where Kirk lay.
"I'll be on the graveyard shift tonight, so you three and Dr. Beach have the night off. Nurse Chapel and Nurse Trainer can handle taking care of Riley," McCoy told them as he looked down at his best friend. Alex and Liam headed for the doorway, but Claire headed over to where McCoy sat.
"I know how you feel, Dr. McCoy. I remember seeing my brother when we saved him from the Berlin. Captain Kirk is a fighter, he'll be okay," Claire told him, putting a reassuring hand on his shoulder. It was awkward to be the one comforting the man who was like her mentor, but she really did know how it felt. Hesitantly, McCoy put a hand on top of hers.
"Thank you, Claire. Jim always was the one who got the shit beat out of him all the time. I was surprised when he came back from missions and wasn't in sickbay," he explained. Claire smiled, but McCoy pulled his hand away and stood up. "This is the last time you'll see that side of me, Dr. Conaway. I suggest you go take advantage of your night off."
"Yes sir," She muttered. She sent a look toward Kirk before walking out of sickbay to get some food, and some rest.
'This has got to be the worst feeling in the world,'
Jim thought. His eyes opened and he was met with a very bright light. A groan made it past his lips as he shifted slightly in his bed."Stop moving around so much, you're going to reopen your stitches," a voice snapped. Jim looked over into the tired face of Leonard McCoy, who was checking over his vitals.
"Shit, what the hell happened?" he asked.
"Well, you, being the idiot that you are, just had to go back into the fire to save someone that was not there. The ship exploded, causing a piece of metal to get lodged in your appendix, which had to be removed. You've been asleep all night, it's now ten thirty in the morning, and now you are sitting in bed, which you will be expected to stay for a few days," he informed. The doors opened and McCoy glanced at the door just in time to see three of his doctors walk in, looking slightly more rested than the night before.
"Wow, I don't have an appendix anymore?" Kirk asked, lifting his medical shirt and scrunching his nose at his stitches.
"No, you don't. It had to be removed, if it wasn't, you wouldn't be here right now." Kirk put his shirt back down and gave a small smile at his friend.
"I guess I owe you one, eh Bones?" he asked. McCoy shook his head.
"Nope, I want' the one who operated on you," he said. Kirk's eyebrows furrowed.
"Then who did?" he asked. Before McCoy could answer, they saw Liam and Alex push Claire over to the bed. She stumbled a bit and turned red when she realized the two men were giving her looks.
"You were asking for me, Doctor McCoy…" He nodded and handed her Jim's patient chart.
"Your surgery, your patient," he said. She took it with a shaking hand and looked down. Kirk's eyebrows raised when he realized it was Claire who had saved him.
"T-thanks, sir…" she muttered. McCoy nodded then looked at Kirk, who ran a hand over his face.
"I need some rest, Conaway will take care of you," he said. He then left, leaving Claire to examine him herself. She sighed and pulled out her scanner, trying her best to avoid looking at him while she did her job. After a minute of silence, he spoke.
"So, I guess I owe you one," he muttered. She looked up, her eyes meeting his. Bad move. She instantly looked back down.
"For what?" she asked. He shrugged.
"Saving my life, I suppose…" He said. She ran a hand through her hair and pulled out her stethoscope. "Do you need me to take off my shirt?" he asked. As soon as the words left his mouth she turned bright red and shook her head vigorously.
"N-no, no. This will be fine," she said. She paused as she listened to his heart, and looked up at him. The simple glance at his blue eyes made her heart beat out of control, and she could hardly hear his heartbeat over her own. She pulled away.
"Am I alright?" he asked. She nodded.
"You'll be just fine. Just need some time for the wound to heal, and your system to be flushed from any bacteria." He nodded and watched as she wrote a few things on his chart.
"So, how would you liked to be thanked?" she raised an eyebrow.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Well, I could probably get you a few days of work. Or, my personal favorite. I could meet you back at your room and thank you personally," he said. Her pen almost fell out of her hand and she tried to swallow the lump in her throat as the memory of her dream resurfaced.
"N-n-no, th-that's o-okay," she stuttered. Jim smirked as he saw her turn bright red. He secretly wondered what had happened in the past two days that was making her act the way she was. He could only hope he hadn't done something while he was drunk. He would've rather remembered it if he did. She walked over and checked something out on his monitor and he caught a whiff of her perfume. It wasn't strong, but it was sweet, and reminded him of berry's and cream.
"I owe you though, is there nothing I could do to make it up to you?" he asked. She paused before turning to him.
"Can I keep Rocky?" she asked. He gave her a confused look before he figured out what she was talking about.
"The dog?" he asked. She nodded and sat down in a chair near his bed.
"Yeah, I know he sort of… had an accident in your chair, but he really is a good dog, and it's nice to come home with someone waiting for you." He smirked.
"I could be waiting for you," he told her. She blushed but tried to stay on task.
"Please, I would make sure he stays out of trouble," he said. He sighed and shook his head.
"I was going to let you keep the dog anyway," he said. She looked at him confused.
"Really? I didn't think you would." He shrugged.
"I had a dog back home. Loved that thing. He died when I was thirteen," he muttered. Claire frowned.
"Sorry to hear that," she muttered.
"He was twelve years old, he was pretty old. My mom only got him so we wouldn't feel so alone when she went off planet," he told her. She nodded.
"My parent's never let me have a real pet. I think they gave me a fish. Which died two days later," she said. He raised an eyebrow.
"How did you kill a fish?" he asked. She shrugged.
"Apparently it's a bad idea to give Nemo a bubble bath. Ryan and I found that out the hard way," she said. Jim nodded and smiled, but it wasn't like his normal smiles. Instead of being cocky and seductive, it was sweet and sincere. Still, it didn't stop Claire's heart from beating out of control.
"Well, sometimes we have to learn things the hard way," he told her as he tried to sit up.
"Please, don't sit up. I don't know what it is about men thinking that they're alright after getting really badly injured," Claire said, pushing the captain back down. Jim sighed.
"Speaking from experience?"
"My brother was in here after the Berlin, remember?" She reminded him as she glanced over his chart again.
"How could I forget? I've been beating myself up about how Ryan didn't get recognized during the hearing," Jim admitted, looking up at the ceiling. Claire looked up from his chart to see that the captain wasn't being sarcastic about it or anything.
"You could have said something, since the hero light was on you," she suggested, trying to defend her brother. In that moment, she realized that she hadn't talked to him in awhile. He'd been so determined to change himself and she'd been so busy dealing with all the drama that came with serving on the Enterprise.
"I've learned to just go with things. Besides, Ryan didn't seem like he wanted the spotlight anyway," Jim said in his own defense.
"I don't think he did, but he was kind of bummed that no one recognized what he did. His best friend betrayed him and he walked away with nothing but a few scars," Claire informed him, trying to catch him up on everything that had occurred.
"You're right. I think once I get out of here, I'll call up your brother and apologize. If it wasn't for him, more lives could have been lost before the Berlin was subdued," he said. Claire paused, surprised that Jim was actually agreeing with her.
"Thank you, Jim," she said, though she still found it slightly awkward talking to man of her dreams, in a literal sense.
"I'm glad I didn't have to ask you to call me that this time," he said to her, reverting back to his seductive tone.
"Well, I'm certainly beginning to regret it," she muttered.
"Really? I mean, you could call me 'Captain' all the time. Actually, that might sound better during sex," he said, a large smirk plastered on his lips. She rolled her eyes immediately and gave a sigh.
"Are you always this much of a pig?" she muttered, walking over to put his chart next to his bed.
"Only if it gets you to squeal," he said. She almost fell over right then and there, but stopped herself by grabbing onto the side of the bed. "Jesus, you alright?" he asked.
"Y-yeah! Just great! I, um… I have other p-patients and um…" she turned around, but as soon as she did she heard the sound of glass shattering and she looked over to see Alex trying to get Riley to get back in bed.
"Mr. Kline, I need you to-"
"I need to see my wife, where is she?" he shouted. Alex glanced over and Liam went to help him out.
"Mr. Kline, I'm sorry but I have to ask you to-" he shoved both of them away and walked over to his wife's bed, almost falling over when he saw the white sheet over her body. He carefully removed it and ears began pouring down his cheeks as he saw her face.
"Amy, no… God. NO!" he screamed. She fell to the bed and Nurse Chapel stepped forward, whispering a few words in his ear.
"What's going on?" Jim asked. She couldn't find the words to speak as she saw Riley practically fall apart in front of the entire sickbay. All of a sudden his head shot up and he marched over to her.
"Where is he? Where the hell is Kirk?" he shouted.
"Riley, just take a deep breath…" he pushed her aside and grabbed Kirks shirt.
"You son of a bitch! You let her die!" he shouted.
"I went back for her," Kirk defended.
"She's dead because of you! You killed her and my child! You son of a bitch! I should've never trusted you!" he raised his fist and punched Kirk out of the bed, which caused doctors everywhere to abandon their patients to try and help. Before even Claire could get to either of them, Kirk stood up and Riley dived after him. Both of them got some good punches in before Riley was pulled off of him by Alex and Liam. Claire rushed to Kirk and saw his side was a little bloody, which was a sure sign his stitches had opened slightly.
"You mother fucker! I fucking hate you! I'm going to make your life fucking miserable from taking her from me. You were fucking jealous, so you're trying to get back at me. You asshole. I hate you!" Riley screamed.
"Damn it, Alex! Sedate him!" Claire shouted, helping Kirk get back on the bed. Alex nodded and they dragged him to his bed, making sure he was sedated. Claire lifted his shirt and shook her head at the stitches.
"Fuck." she gave him a small frown and began to fix the damage.
"Sorry, I'll give you some morphine to numb the pain," she told him. He nodded and watched as she stitched him back up.
"Is she… you know." Claire nodded and finished her stitching. "When?"
"Last night, she was hurt pretty bad. It would've taken a miracle to save her." He nodded and leaned against his pillow.
"Damn… I knew I should've gone the other way," he muttered.
"It wasn't your fault, these things happen," She told him.
"I practically killed one of my best friend's wife. What am I supposed to do about that?" he asked. She frowned as she wrapped up his wound.
"Mourn, then move on," she told him.
"Easier said than done…" he whispered. She nodded.
"Always is."
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