McCoy and Disasters
by Starsinger
On an away mission to explore an uninhabited planet for colonization, its indigenous inhabitants (non-sentient) decide to take issue with the away team for taking one of its young. There are serious injuries, and unhappy doctors. This is following a suggestion by Spock4Eternity. Fortunately, the Enterprise has more than one doctor. Don't own any of them.
This had started out as a routine away mission. This planet had no apparent sentient life, and looked suitable for colonization. But, as Jim Kirk sat on a rock nursing a broken shoulder, non-sentient didn't always mean not dangerous. Jim scrubbed at his face with his good hand, Pike was going to have a field day over this.
They encountered a Class M planet on the edges of Federation space whose native inhabitants hadn't discovered fire. A good sign that this might be a planet suitable for colonization. An away team consisting of Kirk, Spock, a young Vulcan cadet named T'Ler, a few security people, ahem, red shirts, and McCoy had beamed down to the planet to investigate. Along the way McCoy picked what appeared to be a young quadripedal creature looking like a cross between a deer and a raccoon. Two of the appendages appeared to end in "hand" like extensions. The poor thing was injured, and McCoy thought it would be a good opportunity to learn about the biology of the place by nursing it back to health.
It remained quiet for almost three days before finally feeling well enough to let its feelings be known about the whole situation, loudly. It started crying. McCoy, had been about to let it go back into its native environment when rocks started being thrown. It started off with small rocks and they progressively got bigger as larger members of the species took part in this fight. No one wanted to hurt these animals, and McCoy managed to put the youngster on the ground before getting hit with something resembling a mediums sized boulder in the back. Spock responded by attempting to pull McCoy away from danger, only to be his as well in the chest. Things went spectacularly downhill from there.
Kirk started firing his phaser at these creatures, set on stun, to at least try and frighten them away. It worked, but only after he broke his shoulder, three of the four security guards were either killed or seriously hurt, and T'Ler twisted her ankle. T'Ler was on the Enterprise learning from M'Benga about Vulcan and human physiology to qualify as a doctor in Starfleet. Jim privately admitted that she'd make a fine officer, most Vulcans did, but the pain in his shoulder was making it difficult to think. She attended Spock's injuries before coming over to him. With her help he bound his arm to his side so as not to make matters worse. Then, he went around to the humans and administered first aid as the final security guard helped.
"I qualified as a field medic before I joined Starfleet," Kirk told T'Ler before resuming what he was doing. He watched as she took considerable care over Spock. She was unusual for a Vulcan, she qualified for the Academy at seventeen, and while her long black hair and chiseled features were not that uncommon for the species, her startling azure blue eyes made her stand out. Brown was the most common color for Vulcans, as most humanoid/Vulcanoid species, but other colors did occur.
Finally, Jim pulled out his communicator, "Kirk to Enterprise, Away Team to beam up. Alert M'Benga that we have three serious injuries, including McCoy and Spock."
"Aye, sir," came the response. Kirk felt the familiar tug as they were transported to the Enterprise. M'Benga was waiting in the transporter room. He carefully maneuvered Spock, McCoy, and Curry onto waiting gurneys as Jim went with them. He helped the young Vulcan limp her way down to Sickbay as they were among the walking wounded.
Dr. M'Benga along with a new doctor, Catrell, took McCoy and Spock back immediately for surgery. Curry didn't make it, he was dead on arrival. Kirk braced himself against a bulkhead as Chapel and one of the male orderlies reset his shoulder by hand. The whole process was five of the longest minutes he'd had in a long time, but it felt better when they were done. Kirk was resting before returning to his quarters as M'Benga exited surgery with Spock. His smock was covered in green blood, "He'll be fine, Captain. Just leave him in peace and quiet and let the Vulcan Healing Trance do its work." They watched as Spock was transferred to a bed and M'Benga came over to check the work done on his shoulder. "It will be fine, Captain, just leave it in the sling for a few days. It'll be good as new."
McCoy was another story, the solid hit to his back barely missed his spine, but caused severe bruising and broken ribs not to mention internal bleeding. Dr. Curry was every bit as competent as McCoy and M'Benga and McCoy awoke, briefly, while being wheeled out of surgery, "You're not going to yell at me, are you Jim?"
Jim was taken aback by the question, "No, Bones, I'll let M'Benga do that. I'm not your doctor."
"You might as well go rest in your quarters, Captain," Chapel told him. "I'll call if anything happens."
"Thanks, Chapel," Jim said as he slowly made his way back to his quarters. As he looked over at Spock, T'Ler was hovering over his bed.
