"I'm a doctor, not a babysitter!" Yelled McCoy. He was very mad at his so-called friend, James T Kirk.

"I told the princess I would get someone to watch her kid while she performs the ceremony." Jim said with a shrug.

"Is that so?" McCoy got closer to Jim's face. Jim backed up a few steps.

"I thought you liked kids!" He exclaimed. The doctor rolled his eyes.

"I like human kids, not purple-skinned heathens!" The doctor crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes.

"It's only for an hour, and besides, Chekov said he would help when he's finished with some paper work."

Honesty, why can't Bones be a little nice for once.

Jim stared at his best friend, and he stared right back. It was at that moment that Chekov decided to walk in.

"Hello?" He said in his think Russian accent. He crept into the med-bay, and stopped in front of the two silent men. They made no movements and it was scaring Chekov greatly. His bit his lip, and waved his hand in front of their faces. McCoy flinched, and Kirk let out victory yell.

"Ha! I win!" He said, pumping his fist in the air. McCoy scowled and shot Chekov a dirty look.

"Alright," said Jim once he was done gloating, "the kid should be here any second, and I expect you to be nice to it."

McCoy raised an eyebrow, "I'll try."

Chekov just smiled brightly. "I vill Keptain." Kirk nodded at him, and looked to the clock on the far wall of the med-bay.

"Alright, I've got to go, the kid will be here soon", Kirk glared at McCoy, "And I will be checking in to make sure everything is going okay." He walked to the door, but before he left, he made the "always watching" gesture at Bones. McCoy rolled his eyes when the Captain was out of sight.

He looked at Chekov, "We need to get everything that the child could hurt us with out of the way." Chekov knitted his eyes brows together, but complied. It took maybe five minutes, and just as they finished, the door opened and Spock appeared with a small purple-skinned child.

The kid looked furious, it's gray eyes filled with hate. Spock nodded at the two men and left quickly. McCoy really wasn't sure why, normally the first officer would spend a good thirty minutes going over the reason he walked into the room in the first place.

Chekov smiled and walked over to the child, "Hello, vhat is your name?" The kid stared at him coldly before replying.

" Na'ti." When it opened its mouth, McCoy could see three rows of sharp teeth. He gulped and backed up a bit. Not that he was close anyway.

Chekov kept the cute little smile plastered to his face, "Zats a wery nice name." He said sweetly. Na'ti ignored him and walked up to Bones. The doctors eyes grew wide when he noticed the claws on her (at least he assumed it was a girl) tiny hands. She grabbed his sleeve and gave it a tug.

McCoy looked down, "What do you want?"

"Pghit." She said. Leonard had absolutely no idea what the heck "pghit" ment. So he looked at Chekov who had come to stand beside him. Chekov shrugged.

"Pghit!" She said a little more loudly.

"Uhhhh." McCoy was at a loss for words. She gave a mighty pull on his blue sleeve.

"Pghit!" She yelled and stomped her little foot.

"I don't know what the hell that is!" He was fed up. Na'ti gave him a truly devil like stare. Then she bit him.

"Owwwww!" Doctor McCoy grabbed his arm and screamed. Chekov's eyes widened and rushed over to the older man.

"Are you okay, doctor?!" He hurriedly asked.

"I'm fine, but that, that..thing is coming after us!" Chekov looked over his shoulder, and sure enough, the doctor was the right. Na'Ti was charging them full speed, screaming, "Pghit!" They screamed and jumped onto a table. Na'ti had her teeth bared and her claws had grown a few inches.

"Grrrrrrrrr!" She growled. The two men hugged each other and tried not to cry too loudly. Suddenly, the door slid open and a purple women plus Captain Kirk walked in.

Na'ti ran to the purple women yelling, "Pghit!" The women smiled and pulled her child close. Kirk was laughing and clutching his side. Chekov turned a bright red and hopped off the table. McCoy followed suit.

"I can't believe you where afraid of a little girl!" Jim choked out between laughs. Chekov looked at his boots and McCoy frowned.

"Thank you for watching my daughter." The women interrupted their childish behavior.

"Da, you are velcome." Said Chekov shyly.

McCoy didn't say one word.