Hope this chapter answers all your questions!
And once more, if there's ANYTHING AT ALL you guys want to see happen, please tell me!
Rachel :)
PS. Do you want Jim to see Spock on the hallway and holy shit that's a hot Vulcan, or do you want him to be the one to show Jim around, or do you want Jim to sit next to him in class, or what?
Chapter 8
Once the kid finally realised that Bones wasn't going to use his power on him unwillingly, he relaxed somewhat, and the doctor was able to finish his examination without protest.
Gently wiping away the last of the blood, McCoy took a step back and examined the blonde's lip.
"You're lucky it's not infected, but I'll give you a tetanus shot just in case" He finally said, tossing the bloody cloth in the bin and pulling out a clear vial, "You ever get an injection before?"
Jim nodded.
"You feel sick after it?"
The blonde blinked in surprise, "... Yea, actually. How'd you know?"
"It's a mutant thing" McCoy explained, "Those injections were invented for humans, and humans only. They... attack our powers, as such, because they're meant to attack anything that shouldn't be there, and... well... we're called mutants for a reason".
He turned back and held up a cylinder tube, "This is called a Hypospray. I invented it a number of years back. It works just like an injection, minus the needle, and uses compressed air to transport whatever's in it, into the body. It also doesn't affect mutant powers, so you should feel fine after it".
"You invented that?" He asked, amazed, "How?!"
"By trial and error" He replied, "I told you what my power was. I can heal people, and I automatically heal myself a hell of a lot faster".
He stared at him, "... You tested it on yourself?"
"No one can do what I do, I was the only logical option".
"Well, yes, but, that still doesn't-"
"I'm going to stab you now".
"Wha- OW!" Jim jerked back as the Hypo pinched his neck, "I wish I didn't know you".
"Don't be such an infant" Bones scowled, tossing the canister up on the counter next to him, before reaching for his clipboard, "Right. The physical part's done-"
"Well, we could always extent-"
"No" He cut off, "All that's left, is the paperwork. Shove over".
He did as told and the doctor hopped up on the bed next to him, their thighs brushing.
And that most definitely did not send chills up and down Jim's spine, thank you very much.
McCoy picked up a pen and glanced down at the clipboard, "Name?"
"Jim Kirk".
"Full name" He corrected, and the blonde sighed, "James Tiberius Kirk".
"Date of birth?"
"March 22, 2233".
"You're only 17?"
He sounded surprised.
"Yep. This is boring".
"Allergies?"
"Bones, I'm bored!"
"I'll just put down 'not being a pain in the ass', then".
"Bones! This is boring!"
"Powers?"
Suddenly it wasn't so boring anymore.
Next to him, the boy froze, shoulders tense, posture stiff.
McCoy slowly put down the pen, "... Kid?"
He didn't move.
"Jim?"
The boy swallowed, and slowly relaxed.
Bones smelt smoke.
Glancing down, he saw scorch marks on the hospital bed sheets.
Both his eyebrows raised, "You a dragon or something?"
No answer.
He looked back up at the kid's face, "Jim?"
Silence.
He sighed, "Look, kid, if you don't want to tell me, I'll just call Pike and-"
"He doesn't know".
"... What?"
"Pike doesn't know" Jim said, turning to him, and the doctor couldn't help but see the fear that flashed in the blonde's hazel eyes.
"How does he not know?"
"I didn't tell him".
"And he let you get away with that?"
"I kind of... scared him a little".
Bones blinked, "... You? All scrawny 5-foot-7 17-years-old of you scared Christopher Pike?"
He folded his arms defensively across his chest, and McCoy had to admit that the sight of him pouting was adorable.
"Yes all scrawny 5-foot-7 17-years-old of me scared Christopher Pike!" He growled, "And I'm not telling you how or what my powers are!"
"Powers?" He asked quickly, "As in, more than one?"
He turned away and remained silent.
Bones sighed once more, "Kid... You need to tell me".
"Why?!"
"Because I'm your doctor!" He snapped, "I need this information! If anything ever happened to you, and I had to give you medicine then I need to know what I can actually give you. The dosage of everything changes per mutant, and I'm the only one qualified in this entire state that knows how much to give based on your power. For all I know, you can run a mile a minute, in which case I'd have to give you a shit load of medicine to keep up with your metabolism! I need to know what you can do!"
Jim slowly glanced over at him, "... Will you tell Pike if I tell you?"
"No. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't. Doctor-Patient confidentiality and all that" He replied quietly.
The boy nodded to himself, seeming to think for a minute.
"... Alright" He finally said, "I... I can sort of... It's called... It's called Empathic Mimicry".
"Holy shit".
Jim turned to him in surprise, only to find the doctor staring back at him in absolute shock, eyes wide and glistening cherry-red lips parted.
It was a good look for him, he decided, already trying to figure out how to make him do it again.
He jumped as Bones abruptly stood up and began pacing.
"Empathic Mimicry? That's not... That can't be..." He seemed to be talking to himself as he frowned, "I mean it's been theorised, but I never thought that... that it was actually... that it was actually possible..."
He suddenly turned back to the blonde, and Jim found the air tasted like pure and unadulterated awe.
"Show me".
He frowned, "What?"
"Your powers" Bones explained, actually grinning at him, and by god did Jim's heart just melt at the sight.
"What can you do?" He asked again, "How many powers do you have?"
"I don't know... Only hlf a dozen, or so?"
"Half a- Half a dozen?!" He exclaimed, "Only half a dozen?"
"It's not big a deal, Bones".
"Of course it is! You may quite possibly be the most powerful mutant in America!"
He shrugged awkwardly, and the doctor immediately sobered.
"... That's why you didn't want me to use my power on you. It's pretty difficult to live with, huh?"
Jim nodded, "It's... a curse, to be honest. Always watching what I'm touching, who I'm touching... I have to think my every single move through before I do it, just in case".
"... You burnt a hole in the bed" McCoy said, changing the topic much to the boy's relief, "How'd you manage that?"
He held up a hand, and a second later, it burst into flames.
The man stared at it, "... That's cool".
Truth.
Jim smiled.
"Can you control it? Manipulate it?"
He nodded, "Anything I want it to do, it does. It's the same with man-made fire".
"How did you get it?"
"Back when I was in school" He explained, "There was this... senior, who I may have... had a small crush on. We flirted, got a bit handsy, and... well... turns out the heat I felt around her, was real after all".
Bones snorted, and the blonde grinned in response.
"What else can you do?"
"Emotional Empathy".
The doctor sharply looked up, "As in-?"
"She doesn't know she did it" Jim said quietly, "Uhura has no idea what I can do".
"Or what she gave you... She's going to feel guilty, you know".
"I know. But we'll deal with that when we get there... I can also teleport. That's pretty handy. And... Enhanced Combat, of course. That's how I got into the fight to begin with".
He let the change of subject slip, "Anything else?"
"I have... minor telekinesis".
McCoy blinked, "... How did you pick it up minorly?"
"Well, see, I met this fortune teller-"
"A real fortune teller?"
"Yea. Her power was precognition. But, anyway, she thought me how to put up... mental shields, as such, to block out mental abilities. I mean, physical, I can sort of control, by just not touching anyone. But mental powers? Someone from another planet could decide to read my mind, and... well... that's it".
"So you build up a mental wall to prevent that from happening" Bones summarised, and he nodded, "Exactly. But here's the thing, we I first build them... they were a little shaky. Understandable, I was still new at the whole shielding thing, but... A juggler got a bit too close".
"A juggler?" He asked confused.
"A juggler who had telekinesis" He said, "Hence his ability to juggle".
"And since telekinesis is a mental power..."
"A tiny bit seeped through the gaps in the wall. So while I don't actually have the full ability, if I concentrate hard enough, I can make a few things fall over".
"And that's it?"
"That's it" Jim finished, "You gonna write all that down?"
"I'll have to, for your medical file" Bones said, "But that's all I need from you right now, so... I guess we're done here".
"I guess we are" the Blonde agreed, jumping off the bed, "I'll... see you around, I guess".
"Based on your magnetism for trouble, it'll probably be sooner rather than later" McCoy replied, picking back up the clipboard and pen.
Jim smirked and turned for the door, "See you, Bones".
"See you, kid".
He had a hand on the door when the man spoke again.
"Oh, and Jim?"
He glanced back, but the older mutant was still facing away from him.
"Yea, Doc?"
"... Thank you for telling me".
The air smelt of gratitude and affection.
Jim smiled.
"Thank you for listening".