NEW TOS I’m Fine [G] 1/1 (M/S/f)

Title: I’m Fine

Author: Artemis (ArtemisOK@aol.com)

Series: TOS, Spiced Peaches XXXIV

Codes: M/S/f

Rating: [G]

Parts: 1/1

Summary:  A mission of mercy catches McCoy off guard.

Disclaimer: CBS-Paramount owns Star Trek. No infringement intended, no money being made.

Feedback: Will write for feedback

Beta:  No beta I ran out of time. All mistakes are my own.

Author's Note: Seventeenth Wave Challenge: Set in the Blue/Green Universe about after “The Menagerie” and before Len joined the Enterprise.

Archiving: Artemis Aquiver, Spiced Peaches and The Spock/McCoyote’s Den

I’M FINE

Personnel log: Lt. Leonard H. McCoy, MD

Star Date: 2254.08.28

I saw Spock today, gold is not his color.

He stood stoic over a hover-stretcher bearing a dark-haired woman. Yeah, he looked all cool, but I could still read him. His right hand was clutching the side of the stretcher so hard that his knuckles were white and the tri-luminum was buckling.  His left hand was in constant contact with the patient. Her good hand rested on his right arm as she spoke softly to him. Her cool blue eyes were locked on his warm brown eyes.  They were saying their private good-byes in the busy shuttle bay of the Enterprise.

Our medi-vac shuttle from the USS McIntyre was there to pick up the survivors of the Cletus III massacre. The Klingons didn’t leave much but, God knows, Dr. Piper did his best with what was left. Now it was our turn to take these folks for reconstruction and rehabilitation.

Captain Christopher Pike was talking to our senior doctor, Lt Commander Richard Dell. “Take good care of Number One, okay.” Dr. Dell looked puzzled. Pike went on, “My executive officer, Commander Margot Riker. We wouldn’t  be here if it weren’t for her actions down there.”  The captain pointed to the only female patient, Spock’s special friend.

Dell cracked a now-I-get-it grin. “Oh, yeah. She’s one hell of a gal.”

Spock lifted his head glaring phaser beams at Dell. I noticed Dickey was under an optical barrage from all the Enterprise crew.

“One hell of a hero.” Pike corrected him.

Dickey had the grace to blush. He shouted “Load’em up people! We got heroes to heal.”

Commander Riker was the last patient loaded. Spock tried to come aboard with her. Pike stopped him and gently lead the Vulcan away.

Later as I watched Ms. Riker sleep, I tried to sort out my feelings. She had been beautiful, judging by her personnel jacket. I sighed reconstructive surgery was doing great things there days, maybe….

Even if Ms. Riker got her looks back and her bio-cybernetic limbs were flawless; she’d never be able to come back to the Enterprise. She’d never come back to Spock.  Poor Spock. 

I felt an electric zing to my heart when I saw him again after all these years.  And a hollow aching feeling, but come to think about, that was all -- just hollow and achy.  It used to be a vast cavern of roiling, boiling acid.

I did feel jealous.  I’m not proud of that. I have no claim on him and she’s…

Shit!  Enough introspection.

I saw my first real love again today. He didn’t even look at me and I’m fine.

FIN