Fifteen

The moment they brought Harrison back to the Enterprise was when Emily began piecing two and two together. She knew there was a reason why he looked so familiar. There was something about the man that had gotten under her skin. She'd seen him somewhere before, and that was part of the reason behind her own investigation.

She worked carefully around Jim and the others. If they found out her true intentions behind said investigation, nothing good would come out of it. Leonard would have a fit the moment he found out the truth. She held back a sigh of frustration as she reached the brig. The brig itself was heavily secured, but one glance at the security officer in charge was enough for him to leave his post. Even if it was temporary.

The security officer knew that she was technically a part of the crew, and while she wasn't above Lieutenant Giotto, that didn't stop her from pulling rank. She tried pushing the uneasy thought aside when Harrison's cold eyes met hers. The moment their eyes met was when realization finally dawned on her.

There was a reason why Harrison looked so familiar. She'd seen images of a man who used to lead an army of Augments during the Eugenics war. His name was well-known throughout Earth's history as a madman, albeit he was also a brilliant strategist. From the research she'd done on the Augments, Harrison had been the leader of the Augments before they were placed under cyro sleep. Emily narrowed her eyes when Harrison looked at her as if he was inspecting his prey. She'd dealt with enough assholes throughout the agency to know what he was like. Years of experience taught her what to expect and what to avoid when it came to assholes like him.

"You know who I am."

It wasn't a question or an accusation. Emily rose an eyebrow and crossed her arms over her chest as she studied him carefully. If he was anything like she suspected, he could have easily overpowered them on Kronos. Which led her to believe he had ulterior motives. Harrison never had any intentions of letting them capture him, but the moment Sulu mentioned the torpedoes was when he switched tactics. He must have known more about what was inside the torpedoes than what the rest of the crew realized. It also explained why Scotty had been so reluctant to let the torpedoes on the ship, especially given the Federation didn't approve of militia-like missions.

"I know who you are, Khan," she replied without missing a beat. Khan barely suppressed an emotional response, though she didn't miss the way he shifted from foot to foot. He was clearly interested in whatever she had to say, though she suspected that was because he wanted to use her knowledge to his advantage. "I know you were placed in cyro sleep for nearly a hundred years after the Eugenics war. I also know that some asshole decided to defrost you and use your tactics to their advantage. What I don't know is why you changed your appearance and decided to work with said asshole."

"He was right about you," Khan remarked dryly. She was tempted to ask who he meant by 'he', but she knew he would withhold such information purely for tactic's sake. If Khan was anything like the stories she'd read, he would use whatever information she offered and whatever he'd learned from this world to his advantage. "I'm more inclined to ask why you are interrogating me without your Captain's consent." For a moment, Emily couldn't bring herself to answer as Khan narrowed his eyes and looked at her dangerously. "I am well aware of who you are, Liaison Coulson. Or is it Agent Coulson? It is difficult to tell where your loyalty lies."

Fury swept through her the moment he brought up her ties with the agency. The fact that he knew about her place in SHIELD was what irritated her more than anything else. But he likely heard the news from Jim's announcement during his trial. Khan had been around long enough to understand Starfleet and the people involved with the Federation. She drew in a deep breath and met his piercing gaze once more, refusing to back down from the challenge when she saw that he was just trying to toy with her. His tactics were similar to that of the men she'd dealt with in the warehouse. While he was now on the receiving end of what they had put her through, she knew it was only a matter of time before he escaped and tried pulling rank on her.

"My loyalty lies towards the people I trust," she retorted. She doubted he was impressed with her response, or the fact that she was losing her temper. If anything, Khan would try and take advantage of her sudden fury. "It's your loyalty I want to question. Why were you defrosted?"

Khan was silent for a few seconds. His silence only served to fuel her earlier frustration. She knew he was biding his time, hoping for Jim and Spock to arrive so that they could begin questioning his motives. Emily swallowed hard when Khan finally seemed to understand the real reason behind her questioning. Unease crawled through her at the thought of what would happen when Jim found out the reason behind her questioning behind their backs. She knew nothing good would come from them finding out that she had known about Khan and who he really was. Leaving that bit of information out could potentially put everyone's life at risk.

"I was defrosted for the same reason he wanted to exploit you," Khan replied in a tone that suggested he wasn't interested in this conversation. A shiver swept through her once again at the mention of 'he'. She couldn't shake off the feeling that 'he' was someone invested in Starfleet rather than SHIELD. "You don't even understand why he allowed you to stay in Starfleet, when he had every reason to throw you under the bus. The same woman who went around and killed dozens of innocent people without little remorse. How little does the crew know about your tarnished history? How quickly do you think they would turn their backs on you the moment they found out who you really are?"

It took everything she had not to punch him across the face the moment he brought that up. Her heart sank faster than she thought possible as realization dawned on her. In a lot of ways, Khan was right. Admiral Marcus shouldn't have allowed her back in Starfleet when Jim revealed her secret. More importantly, she shouldn't have been reinstated when she was kicked out for cameras being found on the ship. She'd made more mistakes over the years than she cared to count. And killing those men had been one of the worst mistakes she could have made. She swallowed hard and tried to restrain herself from losing control.

"He wouldn't be the first one to try and use me as a weapon," she muttered under her breath. She glanced at Khan warily when she noticed his demeanor change a little. "At least I didn't commit genocide. At least I have control over my rage."

She winced at her poor choice of words, because Khan's face morphed into a twist of rage. He suddenly leaned forward so that his face was pressed against the invisible barrier protecting her from his assault. His blue eyes were like chips of ice boring through her. She knew in that moment that he was able to see right through her facade. The hair along her arms stood on end with fear and realization. Khan wasn't above using that fear to his advantage. With everything that was happening in that moment, she had little doubt that he would try to take advantage of the situation, especially in light of recent events.

"I know what you have done, Liaison Coulson," he sneered without hesitation. "Whether you like to admit it or not, we are more alike than you think. You are every bit a monster, just as the Captain and others see me as."

Emily nearly rolled her eyes at the underlying threat. She knew she wasn't human. News of the Enterprise's most recent discovery had surely come to light with Khan. If he knew what she was, then he gave no indication. And the thought of what would happen when he picked out what she was and mentioned something to Jim or Leonard. The worst part of it was, he would also use her past against her as well. Though Jim and Leonard had eventually forgiven her for the crimes she committed in the past, that didn't mean they were ready to accept her for what she did. Unease crawled through her at the thought.

"Why the hell did he surrender?"

She stiffened at the sound of Leonard's voice echoing down the hall. Seconds later, the security officer returned to his post and gave her a warning look. Khan's smirk never faded when Jim and Leonard arrived a few seconds later, with Spock on Jim's other side. Emily restrained the urge to roll her eyes once again when the three of them threw her looks of confusion. Though Leonard's face wavered slightly when he saw how pale she looked.

"I don't know," Jim replied, his voice oddly quiet as he kept a careful eye on Khan, "he just took out a squadron of Klingons single handedly. I wanna know how."

Unease swept through Emily once again when she felt Khan's eyes land on her. She didn't have the heart to tell Jim that she knew who Harrison really was. All of the years of research she did on the Augments suddenly felt wasted in that moment. Khan had likely known who she was thanks to the reports she filed on said Augments as well, which only made things worse. She knew he would have read the extensive reports she made on the Augments and taken advantage of the newly released information. Ever since her role within the agency came to light, more and more case-studies were being released on the Augments and their role in the Eugenics War.

"His strength is similar to that of a Super Soldier," she said quietly. Jim just gave her an apprehensive look when he realized what she was implying. The Augments had been created based off of the Super Soldier Serum. Everyone heard the history lessons of how the Eugenics war started because of said serum. Khan was looking at her with renewed interest when he too realized she understood the reason behind their abilities and where they came from. "I did a report on the Serum itself when I was younger. It wasn't as if I had a choice in the matter."

It wasn't technically a lie. Part of her STEM fair project had been a study on the difference between the serum and the Augments. She had been hoping at the time to see if there was a way to defend their behavior and the actions behind the war. At the end of the day, she couldn't reason with herself the violent actions behind Khan's leadership. His cruelty was the reason the Augments had been put under ice, and now that he was back, she had a feeling that things were only going to get worse.

"Sounds like we have a Superman on board," Leonard tried cutting through the thick tension by supplying a joke.

Though she could tell he was equally uneasy with the fact that she knew so much, yet she wasn't supplying them with information. She tried pushing those uneasy feelings aside. Leonard had known about the reports that she was forced to write on the Augments. She'd complained about them from time to time.

"You tell me," Jim muttered under his breath. "What do you know about him?"

Emily chewed the bottom of her lip when he looked at her hopefully. She finally shook her head and let out a quiet sigh, knowing full-well this would bite her in the ass later down the road.

"I know he's a madman hellbent on revenge," she replied with a shrug. He had an entire army following him that were also likely frozen in cyro-tubes somewhere. "He's a tactician which means he'll try and manipulate you into his bidding."

She threw Khan a withering look that dared him to argue. Thankfully, he was intelligent enough to know when to keep his mouth shut. Though that didn't stop him from looking mildly intrigued with the knowledge she had on his people and his history. It was never anything she was proud of – she hadn't been thrilled about the projects she was assigned to, but it wasn't as if she had a choice in the subject.

Leonard merely rolled his eyes at the tension brewing around all five of them. He knew something was bothering her, though she managed to keep the mental link between them closed off for that reason alone. The last thing she wanted was for him to discover her true intentions… or that she had been conspiring with the enemy.

Guilt stabbed her in the chest when she realized that Khan was right in a twisted way. These people would turn their backs on her the moment they found out who she really was. She killed dozens of people in cold blood, never once looking back at what she did. She couldn't blame them for feeling the way they did.

"Put your arm through the hole, I'm gonna take a blood sample," he ordered.

Khan rolled up his sleeve and did just that. Emily watched through narrowed eyes as Khan complied with said order. She knew this was all just a ploy. He could have easily escaped from his prison, much like Loki had on the Hellicarrier. She couldn't believe Jim was willing to forget all of that. Then again, she suspected Jim wanted no memories of his time with the agency.

"Why aren't we moving, Captain?" He tilted his head to one side, "An unexpected malfunction perhaps in your warp core," His gaze shifted over to Emily, who felt her blood run cold under that piercing gaze, "conveniently stranding you on the edge of the Klingon space?"

Emily had suspected that it was sabotage the moment Chekov reported it. Leonard and Jim looked at him in surprise as he seemed to know more than he was letting on.

"How the hell do you know that?" Leonard demanded, narrowing his eyes.

"Bones," Jim began in a warning tone.

"I think you'd find my insight valuable, Captain."

Insight my ass, Emily thought bitterly, realizing he was just toying with Jim. Leonard pulled out the injector and glared at Khan.

"We good?"

"Yeah," Leonard replied.

"Let me know what you find," Jim ordered before glancing at Emily, who was still glaring back at Khan. "Go with him," he added after noticing how pale she looked.

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"You wanna tell me what's on your mind?" Leonard asked as they headed back to medbay in silence. Emily chewed the bottom of her lip and looked down at the floor guiltily when she felt his piercing gaze bore through her. "You're normally not this quiet unless something is bothering you. Not to mention the fact that you've been blocking me this whole time."

Emily just rolled her eyes and glanced at him self-consciously. He deserved to know the truth behind her shady past. She'd always planned on telling him sooner or later, but fear always seemed to overwhelm her before she had the chance. Guilt stabbed her in the chest at the thought. She knew she would have to live with that kind of guilt on her conscience for the rest of her life. She didn't want him to live with that kind of burden as well.

"I know him from somewhere," she muttered under her breath. Leonard rose an eyebrow, though he hardly looked surprised with her sudden admittance. "I've done research on both the Super Soldier Serum and the Augments that led to the Eugenics war. Each and every biography led to him being the main culprit behind the war."

"Darlin', I'm pretty sure Khan would've been long-dead if that were the case," Leonard tried brushing it off. Though even he looked uneasy at the mention of Khan. He knew she wasn't wrong. Her instincts were usually on par with whatever situation they were in. "Besides, somethin' tells me that isn't even half of what's bothering you."

She held back a sigh as they reached medbay. Other nurses and doctors were working around the clock, none of them passing the CMO a second glance as they did so. She was suddenly grateful for that. The last thing she wanted was for them to question why they were talking in the first place, or that they were talking about Khan.

"It's not," she finally let out a sigh and looked down at nothing in particular. It wasn't until feeling Leonard's hand reach for hers that she met his questioning gaze. Her heart sank the moment she saw sympathy clouding those hazel eyes. She knew she didn't deserve it. Or his trust for that matter. "I'm just… tired of dealing with all the tension around here. The sooner we get this mess sorted out, the better off everyone is."

"I think that's something we can all agree with," Leonard snorted in agreement. He desperately wanted to say something else. She could see it written across his face. But Leonard couldn't bring himself to say it out loud. Instead, he suddenly leaned forward and captured her lips with his, sending shivers of electrical shockwaves through her. "I don't like seeing you like this. I don't like knowing something is on your mind, and there's nothing I can do to help."

Her heart sank further than she thought possible when he added that. She was ready to say something when their coms went off. She barely suppressed a sigh of relief when Jim called them to meet outside the bridge.

You deserve so much more than what I have to offer, she thought bitterly.

He was always willing to put up with her, even after everything that happened between them. She realized with a start that that was one of the main reasons she had always been determined to stay in touch with him. Despite everything that happened, Leonard was still her best friend through and through. She desperately wanted to make up for leading him down the path she had, but each time she tried bringing it up, she would always change the subject or find something else to focus on.

Unfortunately, she didn't have time to dwell on her thoughts when Jim explained what they were doing outside the bridge. Her eyes narrowed the moment he told them what Khan informed them. The torpedoes were hiding something that could lead to disaster. As if they weren't already in enough trouble to begin with. Leonard looked equally perplexed with Jim's plan, if not annoyed and beyond frustrated.

"Are you out of your corn fed mind?" Leonard demanded, drawling her attention, "You're not gonna actually listen to this guy. He killed Pike, he almost kills you, and now you think it's a good idea to pop open a torpedo because he dared you to?"

"Why did he save our lives, Bones?" Jim countered.

Emily narrowed her eyes as she thought of the tactic Khan used this time around. He was using the same tactics Loki had back on the Hellicarrier. Only he didn't have magic or special abilities to help him out. Or a team of agents Clint managed to find. The fact that Khan had knowledge on the torpedoes was what bothered her so much. She had a feeling that there was more going on than meets the eye.

"The doctor does have a point, Captain," Spock remarked, and Emily almost laughed at Leonard's reaction.

"Don't agree with me, Spock. It makes me very uncomfortable," he muttered.

"Perhaps you too should learn to govern your emotions, Doctor," Spock told him, which made the whole scene all the funnier when she caught the glare that followed, "In this situation, logic dictates that we have—"

"Spock, stop, please," Emily shook her head, knowing that whatever Spock tried pointing out would only infuriate him.

"Logic! My God! There's a maniac trying to make us blow up our own damn ship, and you're talking about—"

"Stop it!" Jim snapped, clearly not in the mood to hear their banter, "I don't know why he surrendered, but that's not it. So, if we're gonna open a torpedo, the question is how?"

"But, Jim, without Mr. Scott on board, who exactly is qualified to just pop open a four ton stick of dynamite?" Leonard asked.

Not that Emily didn't blame him for including her; admittedly, she was better at fixing things, and inventing, then taking them apart. Having taken the classification of a Liaison, Emily had learned all she could in the field of Engineering as well, but she knew that one wrong move and the torpedo would go off. Leonard was the only one with steady hands who would be more than qualified to handle the torpedoes themselves.

"The Admiral's daughter appeared to be have interest in the torpedoes and she is a weapons specialist," Spock suggested, earning looks of surprise from everyone. "Perhaps she could be of some use."

"What Admiral's daughter?" Jim asked, frowning in confusion.

"Carol Marcus," Spock replied, not looking the least bit surprised by their confusion, "Your new Science Officer concealed her identity to board the ship."

"And when were you planning on telling us this?" Emily asked with a raised eyebrow.

Admittedly, she didn't like Admiral Marcus. But, from the time she had shown up on the shuttle, Carol Marcus didn't seem anything like her father. She just hoped that Carol would be more than willing to help them out during a time of desperation.

"When it became relevant, as it just did," Spock replied.

"Emily, check on Chekov in Engineering," Jim sighed with a roll of his eyes.

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"Captain on the bridge!"

This time it was Sulu who made the announcement as Jim stepped onto the bridge, heading for the chair and seeing Emily back in her post. She looked worried, and no one could really blame her, especially with the task at hand. After some more arguing with Leonard, Jim had finally convinced him to go, if not for Carol Marcus' protection.

Of course, that would be the only reason behind his agreement to the plan. Emily nearly rolled her eyes at the thought. Leonard was too much of a gentleman to admit that he found Carol attractive. And if she was being honest with herself, the woman was attractive. Which left her feeling more anxious than usual as she thought of what they were doing right at that moment.

Though truthfully, she had her own reasons for feeling so anxious. If anything happened to Leonard under her watch, she would never forgive herself. She tried maintaining her composure throughout the wait of the shuttle approaching the asteroid. The last thing she wanted was to show just how nervous she was, or that she could hear whatever Leonard was thinking in the moment he was with Carol.

"Mr. Sulu," Jim began, turning to the pilot, "have Doctors Marcus and McCoy landed on the planetoid yet?"

"Yes, sir. They're moving the torpedo into position now," Sulu replied.

"Good, any activity from the Klingons?"

"Not yet… but if we're stuck here much longer, they will find us."

Emily chewed the bottom of her lip at that. The Klingons would inevitably find them, and they wouldn't hesitate to attack if they saw a Fleet ship. What worried her more than anything though, was the task both Leonard and Carol Marcus had been assigned to. She wasn't sure what was riskier – opening the torpedoes or being stuck in Klingon space. She hated being stuck with little to no options. If the team had been there, they would have tried figuring out the best way out of this mess. But they were on their own; this was something the crew needed to figure out on their own.

"Lieutenant Uhura, did you let Starfleet know we have Harrison in custody?" Jim asked, turning to Uhura.

"Yes, sir," she replied, "No response yet."

"Engineering to bridge," Emily turned upon hearing that transmission, "Hello, Emily, can you hear me?"

"Loud and clear, Chekov," she replied through the com, "What's your status? Did you find the leak?"

"Exactly vhere you said it vould be," Chekov replied. She had stopped by earlier just as Jim had ordered, finding the place a mess. The pipes had been leaking coolant, and when they found the source of the leak, Chekov had been more than relieved. However, that wasn't enough to stop all of the leaks, but at least they had found the source. It would take days to repair the full extent of the damage caused by said leaks, "but the damage is substantial! Ve are vorking on it."

"And still no idea on what caused it?" she asked.

She couldn't help but frown as she recalled searching for reasons behind what had caused the leaks and why. Once again, she suspected sabotage had something to do with it, but she wasn't planning on putting the blame on anyone just yet. Besides, at least they managed to find what had caused the problem at hand. Now they just needed to figure out how to prevent the problem from spreading and causing more chaos.

"No. But I accept full responsibility."

"Pavel, don't blame yourself for something you clearly didn't do," she reassured him, "Keep me posted."

"Aye," Chekov agreed.

She glanced at Jim, who'd caught the conversation and shook her head.

"No one's sure what caused the leak," she explained warily.

Jim frowned, but nodded at that. Even if it was sabotage like they suspected, there was no way to prove it. Emily couldn't shake off the feeling that this had everything to do with Harrison giving himself up so easily, and the torpedoes that Marcus had entrusted them with. The only way they could prove it was by opening the torpedoes like the madman suggested. Though even she thought that was a terrible idea.

"Shuttle is standing by, Captain," Sulu told him.

"Bones, thanks for helping out," Jim called through the com. "Doctor Marcus asked for the steadiest hands on the ship."

"You know, when I dreamed about being stuck on a deserted planet with a gorgeous woman, there was no torpedo."

Emily only rolled her eyes at that when she caught the smirk on Jim's face. She knew what was on his mind. The only consolation she had was that he didn't say it out loud, especially with everyone on the bridge listening. Considering the way he'd treated their relationship from the beginning, she was hardly surprised to see Jim smirking in amusement.

"Doctor McCoy, may I remind you, you are not there to flirt," Jim retorted.

He desperately wanted to add that Leonard's girlfriend was also listening in on the conversation. Jim glanced in her direction in time to see that she was smothering fits of laughter. He nearly rolled his eyes at the sight when he guessed why she was laughing so hard. She knew the doctor well enough to know this was just a ploy to get back at her.

"So, how can these legendary hands help you Doctor Marcus?"

By now, Emily was struggling not to laugh at how badly he was flirting with Carol. After practically growing up together and dating him for nearly twenty years, she knew how horrible he was at flirting. She had to admit, it was hilarious listening to him try and flirt with Carol, who seemed completely oblivious to it.

"Bones," Jim rolled his eyes at her expense. He glanced in Emily's direction to see that she was smothering a fit of laughter. She'd experienced first-hand how 'magical' his hands were. "Tell me he isn't like this around you when you're alone?" he added after turning off his com.

"Only when drunk," she replied with a sly grin. "And he really does have magical hands."

Jim just grimaced at the thought of how she'd figured that out, "That was more information than I needed to know."

"To understand how powerful these weapons are we need to open the warhead," Carol's voice cut through their banter as she explained what they needed to do. She notably ignored Leonard's attempts at flirting with her, which only made the whole thing that much more hilarious, "To do that, we need to access the fuel compartment. Unfortunately for us, the warheads on these weapons are live."

"Sweetheart, I once a performed an emergency C-section on a pregnant Gorn. Octuplets. Let me tell you, those little bastards bite. I think I can work some magic on your missile."

Emily grimaced at that, having heard that story far too many times. And it was usually when he was drunk out of his mind. She had experienced the whole situation while she was with him while they were at a bar one night. The whole thing had been ridiculous, especially since the Gorn infants kept either nipping at his hands or her own when she held them during most of the procedure. The Gorn was lucky Leonard had been there, even if it was in his first year of med school.

"Doctor McCoy, there's a bundle of fiber optic-cables against the inner casing," Carol told him. Emily almost smirked in amusement when she noticed once again that Carol was ignoring Leonard's flirting. Any other woman would have likely swooned over his thick accent, and whatever story he had to tell. "You'll need to cut the twenty-third wire down. Whatever you do, do not touch anything else. Do you understand?"

"Right. The thought never crossed my mind," Leonard sighed.

"Doctor McCoy, wait for my word. I'm re-routing the detonation processor. Are you ready?"

"And raring."

"Good luck."

Emily held her breath, dreading what would happen next. Torpedoes were sensitive weapons; one wrong move could end up detonating the device. Everything had gone smoothly up until everyone heard an alarm go off, and the sound of something metallic shutting itself.

"Sir, the torpedo just armed itself!" Sulu reported.

Her heart was racing with dread as she realized what was happening. If the warhead suddenly went off, it would take both Carol and Leonard with the explosion. Her heart suddenly wrenched at that realization. It was also in that moment when she felt his panic as her own. The last thing she wanted was to think of what would happen if he was killed in the line of duty.

"The warhead's gonna detonate in thirty seconds," she reported, feeling as if someone had kicked her in the side.

"What the hell happened?" She winced at the struggle in Leonard's voice, "I can't get my arm out!"

"Get their signal, beam them back right now," Jim ordered after his eyes widened in alarm.

"Transporter cannot differentiate between Doctor McCoy and the torpedo," Spock informed him, "We cannot beam back one without the other."

"Doctor Marcus, can you disarm it?"

"I'm trying!" Carol cried out, "I'm trying!"

"Jim, get her the hell out of here!" Leonard shouted. 'I'm sorry for everything, and for being a Goddamned idiot,' he added through their mental link.

"Like hell we're gonna leave either of you down there, Leonard," Emily finally snapped after switching her com on.

She'd already lost Admiral Pike. Losing Leonard was the worst thing she could ever imagine. Seeing the look on Jim's face told her that he felt the same way. He wasn't planning on letting another friend die on him.

"Em's right; we aren't leaving you behind," Jim added.

"Which is precisely why I need to stay here!" Carol snapped, "If you beam me back, he dies! Just let me do it!"

"Ten," Leonard swallowed, starting the count, "Nine, eight…"

"Standing by to transport Doctor Marcus, on your command, sir," Sulu reported, though it was plain to see that Jim planned on waiting until the last minute.

"Four, three…"

"Shit!" Carol cried, ripping something, and from the sound of it, a clamping noise sounded, only this time, it sounded as if it was a release.

"Deactivation successful, Captain," Sulu sighed in relief.

"Thank God," Emily let out a rush of air she hadn't realized she was holding.

If the torpedo had gone off, she would have never forgiven herself. Then again, she would have tried finding some way to bring Leonard back to life and beat the crap out of him for being a pain in the ass.

"Doctor McCoy, are you alright?" Jim asked once the tension had died down. But the feed was silent. "Bones?"

"Jim?" Leonard's voice came back, only this time he sounded stunned, "You and Emily need to see this."