I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles)

(Really, I'm actually listening to the song by Celtic Thunder and there's a part that says, "When I get drunk, well you know I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be the man who gets drunk next to you." And it reminded me of Bonesy! ^.^)

"Promise me you won't stay in that Sick Bay until dawn, you two." Jim looked between me and my new boss, Bones. Dr. McCoy and Dr. Kirk, the destructive duo. "Please."

"Of course, Jimmy-boy." I teased him, putting on my best Finnigan accent. (Watch the Original Series of Star Trek: Shore Leave) Jim glared at me, knowing I was reminding him of his old Academy bully who caused a phobia so Jim couldn't sleep at night because he never knew when Fin would strike. I came along then and beat the living crap out of him before letting Jim take care of him. "Hey, at least you took care of that bully."

"After you beat him up for me and cussed him out." Jim pointed accusingly at me, a smiling gleam in his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah. C'mon, Bonesy." I pulled Bones's arm along with his body down the hall and we walked to the Sick Bay talking about ourselves. I found I was beginning to really like my boss, in many ways than just one. Here, let me explain some of them:

1. He likes my Irish Fire Whiskey.

2. He says I have prettier eyes, unlike Jim's ice blue ones mine are like the ocean.

3. He got drunk on Wednesday and I took care of him and he thanked me at least thirty times that day.

4. I was sick on Saturday so I couldn't go on Shore Leave (lol) and he stayed by my side until I got better while Jim was getting in trouble with a fake Finnigan.

5. I had a nightmare last night and Bones was with me the whole night after I woke him up by knocking really hard on his door.

Those are some of the thirty-nine that I've mentioned. He really cares, too. He told me himself.

"Hey, Nelly?" Bones asked as I was caring for an injured Ensign, and I looked up while freezing in place so I didn't pull the thread I was stitching his skin with. "Can I borrow you after you're done with him?"

"Of course, just make sure Jim don't find out." I joked and he chuckled. It seemed like I was the only one, 'sides Jim, that could do that. You know, make him smile or laugh. "Alright, McClanin, yer finished." I stitched the last part of his wound and McClanin thanked me by hugging me. I hugged him back, patting his red-shirted back. He left and Bones and I were alone in Sick Bay. "Whatcha needin', Doc?"

"Come with me, I want you to listen to something." Bones took my hand and my face flushed red. I tried to make it go away, but failed, so I just hid it. We walked into his office and he closed his door. "Computer, lock room and privacy, please."

"Room is locked and privacy mode is turned on, please give pad code to unlock." The computer's female voice surprised me suddenly and I jumped.

"Here, I know you like this band, since you're part Irish and all, and I bought it on my Earth Shore Leave two weeks ago but have no use for it, really." I looked at the CD he handed me: Celtic Thunder, Take Me Home. I smiled and hugged Bones tightly.

"Thank you. Can we listen to a song? Just one?" I asked, putting on my best begging face on. He smiled and motioned to a CD player. I put the CD in, skipped around to one particular song, and smiled. "I'm Gonna BE (500 Miles). It's a good song all about love." I noticed Bones looking at me intently, and immediately got confused. "McCoy?"

"Um, I talked to your brother about something and he said it was okay as long as you don't get hurt." I heard him mumble. My eyes went wide with, not only happiness, but surprise that he probably felt the same way as I did with him.

"What do you mean, McCoy?" I asked.

"I..." He blushed and looked away, stopping whatever he was going to say. "I...um...love you."

"What?" I heard him, but I wanted him to say it with confidence. "Bones, Leonard H. McCoy, what're ya sayin'?"

"I love you." He said, with more confidence than before. I smiled and hugged him, kissing his cheek.

"I love you, too, McCoy." I whispered in his ear. He leaned into me, kissing from my cheek to the place where my shoulder and neck meet. He nipped before coming back up to my face and pressing his lips to mine in a happy way. I definetly felt that spark everyone says you feel with your first kiss. My left hand was tangled in his hair, my right one placed over his heart on his chest. He purred a bit with satisfaction, rubbing the small of my back with his thumbs. I, for the first time in my life, mewled when he pulled away. Bones chuckled and leaned over to his communicator, which I now realized was beeping for him.

"Dr. McCoy here, Jim." Bones boredly said. I knew he was going to tell Jim the news now. "And guess what?"

"What, Bones? Did you tell her? What'd she say? Was she happy, sad, or just plain confused?"

"Why don't you ask her yourself?" Ok, scratch him telling Jim the news.

"Hey, Jimmy-boy." I called.

"Hey, sis. Sooooooo, what'd ya say?"

"What do you think, bro? I wouldn't have kissed back had I not liked Bonesy here." I kissed Bones's cheek and giggled.

"HOLY CRAP! GUYS, MY SISTER'S WITH BONES!" I heard cheering in the background (excluding Spock, of course) and Uhura asked when the marriage is.

"Uhura, maybe not for another year." I laughed. Bones turned the communicator off and captured my waist in his strong arms.

"But I would walk 500 miles and I would walk 500 more, just to be the man who walks a thousand miles to fall down at your door." Bones sang along with George's voice and I smiled, leaning into him so my face rest on his slowly breathing chest and we swayed a bit to the beat.

"That's so sweet, Bones." I whispered, kissing his lips again with more passion than last.