Sorry it's taken a while. I've just recieved a promotion at work so I've been working my ass off as well as novel bits. Never knew financing was so darn easy haha. Anyway here is the next chapter :) Hope you all enjoy!

"Bones wake up! Bones!"

Jim barked his orders as his hands shook the shoulders of his best friend. Urgency rang in his voice as shouting filled the air.

"Bones wake the hell up! This is not time for one of your blasted deep sleep moments!"

Jim slapped Bones's face to try arousing his friend. No matter how hard he tried, Bones was just not waking up. He eyed his friend's leg in a make-do splint. There would be no hope in try to get Bones to walk when there's five armed people only one hundred metres from their camp. Searching his surroundings, Jim looked at their temporary home. Quickly he left Bones side to put out the fire. He would need to destroy what he had made to keep them safe. All this hard work and in a single minute it would be destroyed. Kicking the fire out, Jim began to knock the pebbles and scatter them and the ashes. Voices began to get louder speeding up his actions. Jim threw logs and boulders across the area in which they spent the last four days. Each day he tended to Bones, yet the man still wouldn't wake up. Sighing he turned to look at his best friend. Bones just laid there with the rising of his chest the only movement his body created. The only visible sign that his best friend was still with him. His heart broke looking at Bones so helpless. He was in a bad shape but the only thing Jim could do was care for him, very much like when he cared for his boys on Tarsus IV when they fell ill. The only thing he had to hand was Bones favourite tricorder, the hypospray recently ran out. He had nothing else to care for Bones with except what he could find in the forest around him. Jim managed to find a few useful plants and herbs but that was it. He created bandages for Bones with leaves, and a bag out of sticks and leafs but still that wasn't enough. Quickly Jim made his way over to the backpack where he shoved a few supplies in. It was time to sleep, time to find somewhere safer. Jim looked to the voices coming from behind judging how long he had until he was in their sights. Not enough time, that was all he knew. He ran to Bones's side and grasped his best friend's arms.

"Sorry Bones"

Jim hoisted his friend onto his shoulders in a fireman's hold and maneuvered his friend until he was ready to go. With his supply bag in hand along with Bones's medical Kit, Jim quickly made his way into the wood ahead. He had been looking for areas that would be suitable for them to hide for now. He knew as some point he would have to make contact with others, and offer help. But for now Bones was priority and with armed people around, the risk was too high to make contact then. He would ease his way towards them slowly and befriend them. Shifting Bones on his shoulder once more, he aimed for a cliff he spotted not too far away.

Darkness was falling and quick. Jim knew they would need to stop soon. It had been hours since they left camp and their followers had soon lost their tracks. Concern was on Jim's face as he knew Bones only flinched a couple times, yet still not even stirred. He was starting to hope that there was no infection in any of his friends wounds. He had kept an eye out for any evidence of infection but none had been visible and the tricorder hadn't picked up anything just yet. All he could hope for, was for his team to notice they were missing, he had counted four days so far, soon to be five. He knew Scotty would have noticed along with Spock by now. Two meetings would have been missed in which were mandatory with his first officer, and his famous Tuesday and Thursday nights with Scotty. Ahead of the pair, something against the cliff edge brought hopes. Jim could see a cave in the cliff which would offer shelter, though the path to it was steep and narrow he knew that it would be perfect. The entrance was only a couple metres wide, offering perfect views of below and afar. All he would need to do now is to enter carefully and make sure it was clear before setting Bones down and tending to his friend. He knew Bones wouldn't be too happy when he woke up, whilst there was no health care around and Bones well and truly out of it. His friend would be incontinent. Jim did his best to keep Bones as clean as he could, but without spare clothes, and hopes of a catheter were hard. He regularly swapped his clothes with Bones whilst he boiled the soiled clothes. It was the only way to keep them clean. He couldn't leave his friend to lay in a state, as soon as there was any mess Jim would be there to clean it. He gave his friend mouth care and dribbles of soup to keep nutrients into his system. He used all of Bones's hypo's including antibiotics, painkillers and nutrients to keep his friend going. But soon enough he hoped his friend would awaken to proper food but only hopes could dwindle.

Slowly Jim made his way up the narrow path towards the cave with Bones on his shoulder. A few times they almost slipped but there wasn't anything to hold on, only the hope of somewhere safe for now. Sighing Jim pressed the last few steps until he was on the surface of the cave floor. He looked behind him to the sights. Smoke was viewable in the horizon but a distance away. He knew there would be camps of people somewhere that probably got together, soon he hopes to join one or find one but for now he wouldn't until he knew his friend was safe or was in urgent need of supplies that he might be able to find. Though on the way he saw animals, they would only last so long as Tarsus IV taught him. A growl behind Jim made him turn around quickly. A wolf stood at the caves mouth only a few metres away. He eyed up the beast before crouching and lowering his friend to the floor. His eyes darted side to side to see any more possible dangers yet none appeared. Just one wolf it seems, meat that was visible and useable. Jim slowly brought his hand to his left where a handmade knife laid. Raising his hand slowly with the knife in grip, Jim watched as the Animal pounced towards him before leaping to meet it half way.

Groaning Jim bit back a yelp as he washed the bite marks on his shoulder and scratches across his chest before wiped them with leaves. The wolf managed to claw and bite him before Jim stabbed the beats heart with his knife. He was angry that he let his survival skills get out of touch, okay he trained with his climbing, but survival skills he also required to kill was ignored. Sighing he wiped the boiling water soaked rag on his chest. Before he could react he yelped in pain.

"You could really do with some salt on that wound Jim"

Instantly Jim's head shot round to look at his friend. Bones was laid on his back, hands on his stomach with his head tilted to the right to look at his friend.

"Yeah well I used all the antibiotics and wipes on you"

Bones and Jim looked at each other with a look killing stare before bursting into laughter.

"What do you seriously get us into Jim huh?"

Jim looked at his friend before chuckling.

"Thought you could do with relaxing before your training… Must say Bones. Why do I never get to see you punch like that? I mean come on, that was a good punch!"

They looked at each other again and burst out laughing at their awkward situation and what happened over the last few days.