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Stars *Leonard "Bones" McCoy*

Summary: After living in her brother's shadow since the day they were born, Eleanor "Nell" Kirk decides to take her life into her own hands. Joining Starfleet, she finds not only a place to belong but potentially, someone she wouldn't mind spending her life with.

Pairing: Eleanor "Nell" Kirk x Leonard "Bones" McCoy

Warning: Mention of injuries, mention of blood, Character Death

CHAPTER FIVE

Have you ever woken up from a fever dream and not really understood the entirety of what happened? Like you could remember faintly being sick and the fever but everything else is a blur. Coming too in a medbay cot, surrounded by Vulcan’s and feeling like you’d been run over is not a fun way to wake up. All I remembered was the feel of Len’s hands on my check and then the feeling of free falling. Everything else was locked away by a curtain of black. The only comfort I really had was the news that I had been one of the lucky ones. Len had been promoted to Chief Medical Officer because Puree and several other staff members were dead. Another foot to the left and I would have been just like Puree.

I was glad I didn’t remember it.

"Nell, are you sure you don't want me to get Dr. McCoy?" I had been adamant since I woke up that no one bother Len. I didn’t want to see the pain, I didn’t want to see the worry and I certainly didn’t want to see the relief.Because right now I was operating off of the blood transfusion, the sealed wounds and the haunting image of our almost kiss.I didn’t want to confront those feelings right now. Especially not since Nurse Harper had all but confirmed that Len hadn’t left her side until she was on the mend, and even then he left only to help Jim and Spock who had gone to rescue the Vulcan’s as quickly as they could before the planet had been consumed.

What’s worse, Nurse Harper hadn’t left my side. Always fretting over her, always making sure that she was okay and that her broken ankle or fractured wrist weren’t acting up. Especially since she had seen Nurse Harper rest a hand on Len’s shoulder almost in comfort. I didn’t like it, it was petty, and I knew it was because I was clinging onto hope that he felt for me what I felt for him. I would know of course If i would grow a pair, let Nurse Harper call Len over so we could talk about what had almost happened before we’d warped to the rescue. A part of me worried he would call it a mistake, so I didn’t call him over. I wouldn’t.

I also knew the only way I was going to be cleared was to give one of the battered Vulcan’s a clear bed, was if I was checked over. Apparently losing your planet and nearly being crushed was second priority to my own wounds which were mostly nonexistent now. The fatigue was still present as well as the muscle weakness, add on the broken ankle and fractured wrist and even if I wanted to get up to clear a bed and help, I wouldn’t be able to. I would be sent to the bridge to take over one of the Linguists stations. I wasn’t ready for that.

"I'm really fine Nurse Harper. Go away please." Harper gave me a sad look before moving away from my bedside. Settling myself against the bed a little more comfortably I picked up my patient Padd from the table by the bed where Harper had left it. Quickly unlocking it I thoroughly read through the medical report. Three broken bones, one broken leg, a fractured wrist, several muscle tears and a deep long laceration down my back from landing on the broken rubble from Deck 6. Not that bad compared to what it could have been, but definitely bad if I hadn’t been found when I was. I was more than grateful for the stitches and skin regrowth that had been treated on the cut.

"How you feelin' Doll?" Dropping the padd onto my bruised stomach and I flinched a little. Leonard quickly picked it up, moving it far out of my reach before settling at the end of the bed.

"McCoy, I'm fine. I promise. Don't you have other patients?"

"None that are as badly beat up as you are. Nell, I was terrified that I’d found you too late. That you were just like Puree, that I would have to tell Jim I’d failed and you were gone." Despite how touching his worry was, and how much I liked how much the thought of my death burned him (selfishly clinging onto the idea it burned because he cared for me more than a friend) I forced myself to roll my eyes.

"If I had, I'm sure you would have been fine after a while. Besides, you've got Nurse Harper and Jim’s got you and mom and our brother Goerge." Leo grabbed my hand tenderly, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Lonnie's nice enough but she doesn't have the spirit and sass my favorite girl does." I quirked an eyebrow.

"You would still have Jim, who is literally just like me when he cuts the ego off. I don't see how my passing would make a difference."

"I was talking about you Nell, you aren’t a thing like your brother, you never have been. You were the one who helped the most after my divorce and I've come to really depend on you." Blushing, I looked away trying to keep from showing how much his words meant to me.

"Get some sleep okay. When you wake up you should be healed enough to get up and walk around. I think you’re needed on the bridge anyway." With a kiss to my hairline Leonard brushed his thumb across my cheek before pushed off of her bed and walked over to Nurse Harper before leaving med bay entirely. Avoiding probing looks from the Vulcan’s gathered around in the medical space, I rolled over and attempted to get some actual rest and not the dark and dangerous unconsciousness I was plagued with only a few hours ago.

When you’re told to take a nap to feel better, you don’t expect the moment you wake up to receive news that makes you want to go on a homicidal killing spree. Which is probably why Len had dragged me into an isolated room to inform me that my brother had attempted to ‘Mutant’ and had been Vulcan nerve pinched and chucked off board. To say I was pissed was putting it mildly.

"What the hell do you mean my brother is no longer aboard McCoy!" My eyes were burning dangerously, my weight being held on my good foot didn’t deter me any as I advanced on the handsome doctor before me. Her blue eyes squinted in anger. Leonard raised his hands and surprised, clearly trying to keep me from doing anything that might potentially get me kicked off because he was now required to report any behavior not fitting a Starship.

"I mean Spock went all crazy Vulcan and sent him off the ship. Jim didn't agree with him on something and wouldn’t back down. I am supposed to go talk to him now and I was hoping you’d be calm enough to come with me so that I don't get out of hand. Now i’m not so sure that’s a good idea."

"Disagree or not, Vulcan’s run on logic Len. Logically kicking a cadet off of a starship outside of where we’re supposed to be isn’t logic. So it’s not me you need to worry about. Besides, aren’t I supposed to be headed up to the bridge anyway?" Leonard rolled his eyes but wrapped an arm around my waist supporting me as we walked out of the med bay and to the lift. Just like when we had arrived from the shuttles, it didn’t take long to reach the bridge.

Spock was wandering around looking almost lost, separated from the usual frey of the bridge activity. Len led us both over, gently releasing me to support myself so as to be taken seriously by the Vulcan acting-captain in front of us.

"You wanted to see me?"

"Yes, Doctor. I'm aware that James Kirk is a friend of yours. Supporting me, as you did, must have been difficult."

"Are you thanking me?"

"I'm simply acknowledging your difficulties."

"Permission to speak freely, sir."

"I welcome it."

"Do you. Okay then: Are you out of your Vulcan Mind? Were you doing the logical thing? Maybe and Nell don't give me that look. the Right one? Debatable. But one thing's for damn sure- that kid doesn't know how to lose. Just isn't in his DNA. Back home we have a saying: "If you're gonna ride in the Kentucky Derby, don't leave your prize stallion in the stable."

"He's got a point, Spock. My brother has an incredibly high IQ and he thinks differently than you. He is an advantage not a disadvantage." For the first time Spock focused his dark gaze on me. Something untouchable was in his gaze, something I couldn’t make out or read.

"A curious metaphor, Doctor. As a stallion must first be broken before it can reach its potential as for what your were saying Nurse Kirk, your IQ and thought process are nearly identical to your brothers therefore even if it was needed I have you on board therefore your brother would remain unneeded." I raised an eyebrow and smirked a little. That was where he was wrong. Jim and I might have the same sense of humor, share the same level of sarcasm, and look the same but that is where our similarities differ greatly.

"Jim has the mind of a Captain, I have the mind of a Doctor. He knows the protocol and the thought process necessary to get out of touch situations. He doesn’t use it all the time but it’s there. I have the mind of a healer, a diplomat, a helper. We are different. There is a difference Captain." I didn’t stay to hear his response, it wouldn’t matter. Jim was gone, stranded on a planet alone and likely with nothing more than a communicator. If I wanted to prevent myself from landing in trouble just like him I had to watch my tone. So without the help of my best friend, I limped back through the bridge.

The pain from my wounds was beginning to peak their head up, which meant it was time to get off my feet. Still, something about Spock, Jim and Len was bothering me. Something I should have seen but wasn’t. Whatever it was, I hoped it wasn’t important.

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greeneyedpixie99 · 1 year

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Stars *Leonard "Bones" McCoy* Chapter Four

Pairing: Eleanor "Nell" Kirk x Leonard "Bones" McCoy

Warning: Mention of injuries, mention of blood, Character Death

CHAPTER FOUR

After a briefing from the CMO in regards to the distress signal and what was expected of them and where each of us were assigned, I was quickly directed to Commander Spock who didn’t seem at all surprised by my assignment being aboard the newest flagship. The USS Enterprise was likely the ship that had been in construction when Jim and I joined (Jim out of a ‘dare’ and myself out of the desire to follow a childhood dream). The shuttle that led us from the Starfleet campus to the ship was long, bumpy and nauseating.

“Cadet Kirk.” I turned to Spock after we disembarked the shuttle. “You are to report to medical and begin the pre-departure medical sweep with Doctor Puree. As soon as you’ve finished, please report to Admiral Pike on the bridge.” Keeping my face void of emotion I nodded quickly.

Finding the Medical Bay on deck three wasn’t hard. Puree was busy assigning Nurses to various things which gave me enough time to select the standard blue uniform and change. I was half way through with the pre take off checklist when the almost too recognizable sound of my brother whining and Len’s prickly beside manor tickled against my ears. Whipping around I was preparing myself to snap at the two, given I knew that Jim was on academic probation, only to find Len supporting a good portion of my brother’s weight. Jim looked all sorts of sweaty and unwell.

"Oh my god! What happened?" Leonard around me to dump Jim onto one of the cots, pressing my back by my shoulder. A stern look was written across his face but seemed to not reach his eyes. His eyes seemed a touch too soft, like he was worried I was going to flip on him.

"Oh this wasn't worth it I wish, i didn't know you." I shot Leonard a look but grabbed a hypo spray to pass to him anyway, hoping he knew what he was doing. Especially considering it was now clear to me whatever was going on with Jim was thanks to Len. Likely a loophole because my brother was probably looking all pathetic after literally being grounded.

"Here's a short lasting sedative."

"I'm itching in my mouth, this is horrible."

"Those symptoms won't last long, don't be an infant." With a quick stab of the hypo Jim fell flat onto the medical bed. Turning to Leonard, hands rested on my hips sternly, I waited for an answer. Several moments passed while I didn’t get one.

"I swear to god if I have to act like your mothers right now I will hurt you. What the hell is going on." Leonard moved around me to change, exposing the muscles of his back to me before I looked away blushing like a schoolgirl. I was a grown woman, we were warping into an emergency and I was focused on him being shirtless in front of me. Priorities Nell Kirk.

"Jim is on academic probation, you obviously know that bit, but it means he can't be here unless he's a patient of mine. So I gave him a case of mudflew to get him on board. Don't tell Nell."

"Bones!"

"Eleanor!" Leonard snapped getting right into my face, that was the first time I had ever called him. I was always the first to tell my brother off for the nickname. The moment of annoyance between the two of us was a short lived moment, the longer I stared into his warm hazel eyes, the more I found I couldn’t remember what we had been arguing about. Leonard placed a hand on the apples of my check, moving closer. Breath caught in my throat and I found myself leaning forward. Len seemed to follow because our lips were about to touch, hands on his chest while one of his on my face and the other wrapped around her waist, when Jim shot upright gasping, sending the two us as far apart as humanly possible without looking suspicious.

"Jim, I told you to stay d- good god!"

"What the hell is that?" I squeaked, rushing to my brother's side. Trying to drive away the image of his eyes against mine, the feel of his hands on my face and waist. To ignore how right it felt and how close we had been to kissing.

"I don't know- a reaction to the vaccine- dammit!" I quickly ran to the back room looking for anything to help get her brother's hand back to normal size, grabbing just about anything I could find, returning to them only to watch Leonard tear off after Jim. Groaning, I dropped the hypo onto the bed and rubbed my face. Whatever was wrong with Jim, the moment I nearly had with Len, and now the crisis. If I made it out of this without a few of my first gray hairs, it would be a miracle.

"I swear to god." With a shake of my head I pulled myself up onto a medical bed. Pulling my PADD over to me from the moving table. It was quick work checking over the layout of med bay. Deck 6 was confusing but if I studied it long enough I knew I could get around no problem. Slipping off the medical bed, I grabbed my finished checklist and PADD. Doctor Puree was going over the protocol of the Medbay most likely. I knew at some point I had to head to the bridge to check in but I wasn’t too concerned about it right now.

"What would you like me to get started on?" Dr. Puri looked from me to the number of ill patients that had been ushered on board thanks to the Doctors covering their care being pulled form earthside.

"Cadet Lucas got bit by something. Can you check him out and let me know what the issue is so I can put it into his chart? After that, you’re free to head to the bridge, I think Admiral Pike wanted to speak with you." Nodding I and was half way over to Cadet Lucas, a boy in one of my starfleet protocol classes, when something hit the ship sending. I was transported back to eight years old. The way the shuttle had dropped from the sky. The feeling of free falling through space.

Except unlike then, the feeling didn’t stop. Instead a sharp pain tore through every inch of me. It was so painful, letting the black of rest was easy to let go into. I just prayed that I could wake up from it.

"Dr.... Rep..." Everything hurt, from her head to her back and down to her toes. Between the numbness in my left leg and the weakness in my arms, I was certain whatever had happened was leaving me incredibly damaged. I wanted to wake up but the comfort of the black void and the lack of pain was alluring, so strong I was almost willing to let myself fall back into it. Even now, with my hearing partially working, my eyelids were heavy almost as if they were trying to aid in my return back under oblivion.

"It's McCoy. Dr. Puri was on deck 6, he's dead… and I can't… I can’t find Eleanor Kirk."

"Then you have inherited his responsibilities as Chief Medical officer, your first order as CMO is to find Cadet Kirk."

"Aye, sir." there was rustling, not loud but not quiet either. It was a comforting background noise, but the longer it occurred and the less talking was issued the closer I was to returning to the dark warm nothingness. I wanted to get up to call out to Len, to tell him that I’m alright but tired and in some pain. That the rapid loss of feeling in my legs and arms wasn’t bad, but the doctor in me knew that wasn’t the case. The little girl in love with her best friend didn’t want him to find me in whatever condition I was in.

"Oh God. Nell, come on Nell, wake up.” There was a comforting warmth against my check, I knew the touch as it had only been twenty minutes ago that I’d felt it for the first time. Len had found me, but at what cost. “Darlin' I need you to wake up so I can figure out where and what is injured. Can you do that from me doll, can you wake up." His voice sounded choppy to me, like he was speaking through a tunnel and a radio with really bad reception all at once. I wanted to force the wires holding my jaw shut to open and tell him I was okay, but everything felt miles away. I couldn’t even move my fingers.

"Nurse Harper, I need you to get me a med kit. Now.”

"Of course Dr. McCoy. How much blood has she lost?" The faintest bit of pressure dug into my spine, likely looking for the cause of all the blood. I didn’t feel like I was bleeding through. I felt sleepy and warm and content because Len hadn’t moved the hand cupping my face. I could still feel the aches and pains sharp and strong, but I was in his presence and that was all that mattered. "Too much. Hurry. If we can't get her out from under there soon I'm not sure if she'll live." Everything suddenly was gone, like the radio had cut and the tunnel had gone silent. I was lost once again to the black nothingness, the only relief being the numbness and the pain was gone.

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