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kaitymccoy123 · 6 years

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10 minute ficlet- The Lift Ride

Drip. Drip. Drip.

The red puddle was growing beneath your extended hand, the blood dripping off your fingertips and steadily towards the metal floor.

The lift was deafeningly quiet as it moved, such a stark contrast from the chaos you'd just been immersed in. So quiet that you could hear your quick pulse in your ears.

When he shuffled beside you it almost startled you, and you knew he was just shifting the weight off his hurt leg.

Slowly lifting your head, you brushed your sludge-matted hair out of your face with your good hand, ignoring the dark stains that were hiding numerous scratches and gouges.

As the lift shuttled downwards, floor after floor, the dread in the pit of your stomach grew, and you knew you had to break the silence. Had to say <i> something. </i>

"Monty?" You whispered, the name leaving your throat as no more than a rasp.

"Hmm?" You saw him shift his weight again out of the corner of your eye and a lump suddenly formed in your throat.

<i> What were you supposed to say to someone when you knew that when these doors open, you'd probably never see each other again? </i>

"I have to tell you something." Your voice was still raspy, but surprisingly stable.

He didn't respond this time. You didn't dare look over at him, you knew that would make the dam inside you break. Instead you looked down at your own shirt, the normally gold fabric spotted with deep red stains, and if the fabric hadn't been torn, you could've guessed they were nothing more than wine stains.

You clenched and unclenched your good fist, the one that was inches away from his, wincing as shots of pain slid up your arm.

You licked your lips. "No matter what we face on the other side of that door, I need you to know..."

You trailed off and looked up again, suddenly panicked as you watched the numbers on the display decrease rapidly, you were almost there. Almost out of time.

"What is i', love?" He prompted, the term of endearment leaving his lips as though he had called you that a million times.

And then the dam broke. But you didn't break down, no, rather it came to your more as a realization. You couldn't tell him. This wasn't the time. It wasn't fair.

"I was the one who drank your coffee."

He gripped the hem of his shirt and shifted again, confused.

"That one day where you'd left it on The Bridge, and came back for it but it was gone. Where you went spitting mad on all of the Bridge crew. It was me. I thought it was mine. I'm sorry."

He exhaled through his nose, as one would have to do if they were trying to laugh while sporting some broken ribs.

"'twas you?" He chuckled.

"Mhm."

There was a moments pause, so your eyes drifted back to the numbers on the display. Any minute now...

There was a brush against your fingers. Then again, until the tips of Scotty's fingers were entwined with yours.

The lump in your throat grew immeasurably and tears pricked at your eyes because of the small gesture.

"How 'bout this, lass? When we're done facin' whatever demons we ha'fta face ou' there, we can go for coffee an' you can repay me for tha' one."

Oh god, you were about to become an inconsolable, blubbering mess of fear.

His fingers tightened around yours momentarily.

"Sound good?" He asked softly.

"Yep." The word was barely audible from your lips.

The lift beeped suddenly, indicating that the doors were about to open.

Oh god, you couldn't do this.

Another small squeeze od Scotty's fingers and you met his whiskey-brown eyes through a watery gaze.

Then, the door slid opened.

#scottyxreader #montgomeryscotty #montgomeeryscott #montgomeryscottxreader #montgomeryscott #i have no idea if this is good please excuse any spelling errors I am typing on my phone amd barely half awake.

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kaitymccoy123 · 7 years

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Upside Down (part 4)

Intro: I kinda wanted to pull them apart before I put them together, so the next two chapters are focused on that. Love is hard. And running away from feelings is sometimes easier than facing them.

Pairing: Scotty x reader (and best friend!Jim Kirk)

Word Count: 1,616

Warnings: totally 100% fake engineering everything, (I was too lazy to actually come up with proper terms so I just made up words), eventual injury, swears.

Summary: The starting point for this fic was Scotty x reader who loves engineering as much as he does. So that’s where I went with this fic. You are second-in-command engineer and Scotty one day ends up being in charge, much to your chagrin. You butt heads. Scotty gets hurt. Feelings get hurt (mostly my own). Welcome to my trashcan.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

-Enjoy!-

"You look like crap." A voice naggled at you, rousing you from your sleep, but you didn't open your eyes or lift your head, assuming it was Jim coming to say hi.

That was until a set of fingers tightened on yours, making your eyes fly open and your head pop up.

"Scotty?" You breathed, squinting in the bright lights of the room to see Scotty with his head propped up and his eyes open, a small smile on his mouth.

"Have you eaten anything recently, lass, you look worn down to the bone." Scotty worried, his hand releasing yours to brush across your cheek softly, making your breath catch and tears prick at your eyes.

"You can't say much, you don't look so good yourself." You joked with a watery laugh.

Scotty dropped his hand back to the bed, this time not touching yours. He furrowed his brow as he looked at you, "Shouldn't you be running our ship?"

You huffed a laugh, feeling a warmth in your chest when he called it 'our' ship as he usually referred to it as 'his' ship.

"Yeah, well my shift doesn't start until..." You checked your watch, your shift started 20 minutes ago, "now, but I left Riley in charge."

"Riley? Really? He doesn't know a plasma chamber from a 10 volt battery. I'm surprised we're still flying." Scotty joked, but his face fell when he saw your expression.

"Now, lass, don't cry, it was just a joke, Riley'll get better one day, we'll teach him, you and I." Scotty's fingers reached up to touch your cheek again, but you pulled back, wiping at them yourself.

"I better get going." You croaked, standing, trying to ignore the hurt look on Scotty's face, "I wouldn't want Riley getting the port defragmenter confused with quad-core compressor."

Then you turned and left, despite Scotty's protests, a million unsaid words on your lips, your heart aching to stay with him, but you forced your feet forward, to get back to work.

"Y/N, Scotty's asking for you again." Jim's voice came through the com you held up to your ear.

"Tell him I'm busy." You called into the com as you wiped some grease off your brow.

"He's very... insistent. Why don't you just come down here?" Jim questioned, sounding very exasperated.

"Because I'm busy, Jim." You retorted and snapped the com shut quickly, turning back to you work.

You hadn't gone to see Scotty since he first woke up, so afraid of spilling your feelings or doing something stupid that you couldn't bring up the courage to face him again. So you threw yourself into your work. A proper excuse if there ever was one.

"Lass?" You were torso deep in an overhead boiler system and you banged your forehead at the sudden voice.

You withdrew your upper body and rubbed at your forehead, looking around for the source of the voice.

It was Scotty.

"What are you doing here? You're supposed to be in bed." You chided, but your voice held more malice than you had wished.

"You wouldn't come see me, so I took matters into me own hands." Scotty sounded upset, but you couldn't bring yourself to meet his eyes.

From where you were watching his knees you could see that he was leaning heavily on a crutch, and his balance was unsteady.

"I've been busy, Scotty, the ship doesn't run itself." You started putting your tools away, which was difficult with your shaking hands.

"You seemed alright to let Riley run things around here before, why not again?" Scotty argued, and you heard him take a couple of steps closer with his crutch.

"Because you were right, he is an incompetent asshole."

"What's the real reason why you ignored my calls?"

"I told you already. I was busy." You stuffed a wrench in the toolbox.

"I don't buy it, lass."

"Well you should, 'cause it's the truth." A screwdriver.

"You've never lied to me before, what's going on with you?"

"Nothing." A small hammer.

"It's obviously not nothing, you can tell me, Y/N, whatever it is, I won't be mad-."

"I READ THE LETTER." You slammed the toolbox lid closed with a loud clank.

You were practically seething now, holding onto the toolbox for support, your shoulders heaving with each breath, your eyes watery.

"Where did you even find that?" Scotty breathed, knowing you were seconds from breaking down.

"I found it in your desk. I...I don't know if you meant for me to ever see it, but I did. I'm sorry I snooped." You stumbled over your words, heaving the heavy toolbox off the desk and turning to walk away.

"Y/N, wait." Scotty called and you froze in your tracks, the toolbox swinging slightly in your hands, "before ya leave, all mad and upset and whatever else you're feeling, I need you to know one thing."

You were pretty sure you weren't breathing at this point, and you turned your head sideways to indicate to him that you were listening.

"I meant every word." Scotty stated, and you nearly dropped the toolbox.

It took every bit of strength inside of you to put one foot in front of the other and walk away.

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