Captain Kirk, Spock, and Scotty entered Dr. McCoy's private room. Scotty broke down and buried his face into Spock's shoulder and began weeping. Captain Kirk couldn't move and couldn't breathe, either. Dr. McCoy was hooked up to several IVs', blood pressure cuff, wires, monitors, a ventilator, he looked more robotic than human. He was hooked up to so many things, his hospital gown wouldn't fit completely around his neck.

"Bones," Captain Kirk croaked. He had never seen Dr. McCoy so lifeless before. He was always up, walking around, talking. Now he had as much life in him as a corpse.

All three friends grabbed chairs and sat around Dr. McCoy's bio bed.

"Hey, Bones…it's Jim…Spock and Scotty are here, too." Captain Kirk softly spoke.

The only noise that Dr. McCoy made was coming from his ventilator and heart monitor.

"Hey there, lad…Scotty's here," Scotty whimpered.

"Bones…you've gotta wake up…you've gotta. Show Dr. M'Benga he's wrong and open your eyes, Bones." Captain Kirk begged.

Dr. McCoy said nothing.

"Who's gonna call me 'Jim'? Who's gonna order me to eat my specific diet you designed for me? Who's gonna argue with Spock and call him a green skinned, pointed ear hobgoblin?" Captain Kirk spoke, trying to smile for Dr. McCoy.

"Names are not needed, Captain." Spock remarked.

"He's right, McCoy; who's gonna listen to me vent, if yah aren't here?" Scotty questioned.

Dr. McCoy remained asleep.

"I've never seen Bones so still." Captain Kirk whispered.

"I've never heard the Doctor so quiet, before." Spock commented.

"Bones, you listen to me, and you listen to me good; you are the Chief Medical Officer of the USS Enterprise. You have a job, co. workers, friends, and family who all love you and need you to wake up and come back to them. You can't die yet, Bones…you just can't. Please, Bones…please wake up!" Captain Kirk begged.

Dr. McCoy wouldn't answer.

"It's all my fault…it's all my fault, Captain." Scotty spoke, starting to weep.

"Stop it, Scotty; pull yourself together." Captain Kirk spoke, harshly.

"Captain, had he never been in Engineering in the first place, he'd still be here with us!"

"He was following my orders, Scotty!"

"Captain, you and Mr. Scott arguing will not help Dr. McCoy recover and wake up from his coma any faster." Spock stated.

Captain Kirk sighed and looked at Scotty.

"Sorry, Scotty," Captain Kirk answered.

"Understood, Captain," Scotty remarked.

Nurse Chapel barged in and furious for some reason.

"You," She snarled, pointing at Captain Kirk.

Captain Kirk turned to look at Nurse Chapel, his eyes wide with befuddlement.

"You did this; you let this happen!" Nurse Chapel snarled, tears streaming down her face.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Nurse." Captain Kirk commented.

"You put him in here; you're the reason he's in this critical condition! You're the reason Dr. McCoy may die!" Nurse Chapel hollered.

"Nurse Chapel, I assure you that the captain had nothing to do with the events leading up to Dr. McCoy's traumatic accident." Spock commented.

Nurse Chapel walked closer to Captain Kirk. Captain Kirk rose and slowly walked backwards from Nurse Chapel, holding his hands up.

"You better hope Dr. McCoy wakes up and is alright. If he dies, I'll put you in a coma, Captain Kirk, do you hear me?! I'll put you in a coma like you did to Dr. McCoy!" Nurse Chapel screamed.

Dr. M'Benga ran in and grabbed hold of Nurse Chapel and pulled her out of the room.

"It's your fault, it's his fault, you're why Dr. McCoy may die, Captain Kirk, you are, you are!" Nurse Chapel shrieked, becoming hysterical with crying.

Captain Kirk tilted his head and banged it against the wall, then leaned against it.

"Captain, you're not at fault for what happened to Dr. McCoy. Nurse Chapel is going through grieving, and anger is one of those stages." Spock answered.

"Stop it, Spock; you act like Dr. McCoy's gonna die!" Captain Kirk snarled.

"Captain, you heard Dr. M'Benga; Dr. McCoy's chances of regaining consciousness is slim. And even if he does regain consciousness, there very well may still be severe damage to his nervous system. He may be paralyzed, blinded, deaf, unable to speak, or all of those together."

"I don't care what Dr. M'Benga said; I refuse to believe Bones will die and leave us!"

"Captain…you're being irrational,"

"How can you be acting like this, Spock; you don't even care Bones might die, do you. You find it logical that he will die, that's all you Vulcans care about, is logic!"

"I can assure you, Captain, I am deeply concerned for the health and well being of Dr. McCoy. His absence in life is acknowledged."

"Acknowledge…you 'acknowledge' that he's not here. You don't miss him, or love him, or worry for his life being at the edge of a cliff!"

"Captain, yah making no sense. Yah can't blame Mr. Spock for Dr. McCoy being hurt. He had nothing to do with it." Scotty cried.

"All Vulcans care about is work, science, and learning; not one piece of love, compassion, sympathy, or empathy crosses their minds! Dr. McCoy's dying, and Spock could care less about it!" Captain Kirk hollered.

"Mr. Spock does care, Captain! Would he be sitting in here with Dr. McCoy had he not care about him?! Would he even had come down to Sickbay had Dr. McCoy not mattered to him?!"

"Shut up, Scotty,"

Captain Kirk stormed out of Dr. McCoy's room, leaving Spock and Scotty with Dr. McCoy. Scotty turned to Dr. McCoy and grabbed a hold of his hand.

"It's alright, McCoy…he didn't mean it." Scotty answered.

Spock sat there for a minute, thinking of something, then rose from his chair and left Dr. McCoy's room.