Beep! The sound of the door buzzer to his office jolted McCoy straight out of a sound sleep. What the- he thought glancing dimly at the chronometer on the wall, it was late who was calling. He pulled a piece of paper off the side of his face from where it had stuck (Spock was always referring to the illogical waste). He jumped as the door buzzer rang again and sighed only one person, sans his nurses would do that if it wasn't a medical emergency.
"Come in, Jim", McCoy sighed wearily as the door slid open revealing James T. Kirk, who promptly walked into the room.
"Sure, have a seat" McCoy said sarcastically as Jim sat down without waiting for invitation. "Don't mind that I haven't had a wink of sleep and I've been staying up all night trying to figure out an image from that new diagnostic machine"
McCoy was surprised when Jim instead of replying with a quip of his own stared talking about something completely unrelated, well not exactly unrelated but Jim didn't know that.
"Bones" Jim said looking at him seriously. "I Need to know what's going on with my main navigator" Jim saw Bones expression and said impatiently "Chekov,… the 17 year old"
"Jim, I know who the main navigator is what I don't know is what you mean by what's going on" Bones said somewhat irritatedly "what is he showing weird symptoms? acting differently?"
"weird symptoms no" Jim said " acting differently yes" he continued " Spock informed me that for the pass two months, his efficiency scores have been falling, slowly but steadily, this started about 2 weeks after the Narada incident . it wouldn't really be that significant , since his score is considerably higher than most of the bridge crew, but it's like his temper has been extremely frayed, hell until recently I wouldn't have even known the kid had one". Jim shifted in his seat and ran a hand through his hair " 4 days ago I was in one of the Rec halls , getting something to eat and he was talking to the synthesizers and you know with that accent he's got he was having quite a bit of trouble, anyway one of the engineering techs who was standing behind him laughed, Chekov turned around and if you can imagine he looked like he would have punched that tech right then and there if Spock hadn't called him to the bridge at that moment" Jim paused, then continued " it was weird… he just put his tray down , smiled and walked away like nothing was wrong."
"Well, Jim he's an adolescent he's prone to mood swings" Bones said evasively he wasn't ready to share his diagnosis with Jim, not until he confronted Chekov, and he couldn't really share anything anyway since he didn't have a definitive diagnosis, just a hunch. "I swear sometimes I don't know why they let 17 year-olds on a starship" Bones continued "this place is a serious institution, not high school"
Jim shook his head "Bones I don't think this is something that can be explained away with adolescent angst, something is bothering him, today on the bridge I came on and he and Uhura were talking and I heard her ask him something about his accent " she said something like " I've been meaning to ask you what part of Russia are you from, it not exactly like your typical Russian accent, I can't place it" or something like that, then for no reason he blew up in her face started saying something really angrily in Russian , then stormed off the bridge, he wasn't on duty or I would have called him back, I don't know what he said but he said something really bad because Uhura shaken up and she seemed preoccupied the rest of the day"
" Bones, I can't have a kid with adolescent angst or whatever throwing of my bridge crew" Jim said "what if does this during a battle at a crucial moment , then were all dead, I was wondering if you knew what was going on, Uhura told me some of what he said ' he said it's not my fault, everything's not my f-in fault' he obviously can handle the normal pressure that comes with serving aboard a ship, but this is something else entirely, if he keeps up like this I'll have to inform Starfleet .You now what that means."
Bones knew. Starfleet would probably have him removed from the ship a black mark would go in his records. His career could very well be ruined. "Jim I'll do my best and let you knows when I find out something" Bones said privately planning on confronting Chekov.
Jim nodded, then stood up and stretched glancing at the time, and with a "goodnight Bones" left, the door hissed shut behind him. Bones sighed he had his work cut out for him, it was hard enough treating adults without trying to get into a seventeen year-old's head.
Okay, first off I know I said I wasn't going to post another chapter until I finished nowhere left, but I couldn't resist. With that said Nowhere Left is almost finished I stayed up way late the other night writing a few scenes. With that said I promise this is my last chapter for a while
p.s. notice I didn't specify how long the awhile would be ;)