Author's Notes: Why, hello, there Chapter 4! This is a rather short one. It's also an example of how I played with the word "banged."

There is no sex in this part! Only humor...and an evil alarm clock that may or may not actually be Bones.

Pairing: Kirk/OFC, Kirk/Pike (sort of), Kirk/Spock (There is no pairing for this part...unless it's Kirk/Evil!Alarm clock)

Rating: M for sexual situations and language

Disclaimer: I own nothing! Not a thing! I am not making money off of this.


4. Jim learns that being on time can actually prevent physical injury.

He's late, so incredibly, terrifyingly late. He's never been late! Well, at least not when it counts. And this counts, damn it! He's going to miss the most important exam of the entire year because Bones shut the fucking alarm clock off. He claims it was an accident. Jim doesn't believe him, but then Jim also thinks the alarm clock might be possessed.

He's got two minutes before the professor starts the test. He can make it in two minutes, right? Right? Because if he doesn't, then there will never be a James T. Kirk on any starship owned by the Federation. Ever. Oh, God, he can't believe this is happening. But he can make it. He's going to make it. He can see the room, the door is still open. Yes! Ha! Screw you, alarm clock!

CRASH! BANG! BOOM! DOOM!

Looking back on the situation, Jim thinks he should probably laugh about it. Bones certainly did. He'd laughed through the whole story. He laughed all the way through popping Jim's shoulder back in the socket and through arranging the sling on Jim's arm. He was still laughing when Jim wrote a formal apology to his professor for breaking his leg.

Who knew that kind of damage could be done from running down a hallway?

Well, at least the exam was rescheduled…