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Sleep eludes us... (Sickbay - Bones/Tina)

Oct 06, 2009 19:22

Talking with Sam hadn't done much for his headache... he felt a little better about the away mission, knowing that Spock had agreed to take Sam, though he wondered if it were for the same reasons he'd originally (and selfishly) had - that Sam was expendable, if need be, someone who would give his life to bring back Jim and George ( Read more... )

tina, missing jim, because i'm a doctor dammit, sickbay is always open

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rn_chapel October 7 2009, 00:58:14 UTC

When Tina came down to sickbay a little while before her shift, she noticed right away that the door to the CMO's office was shut. Not, she guessed, a good sign.

It wasn't locked, though, and opened immediately to her slightly hesitant knock. Doctor McCoy was in there, as she'd half-expected, sprawled on a cot and apparently failing to sleep. The man looked awful - like he'd been ridden hard and put away wet, and not in a sexy, euphemistic way.

"You need a shave," Tina said, diplomatically.

dctr_mccoy October 7 2009, 01:09:19 UTC

He looked up and seeing the expression on her face, dropped his head back onto the cot. "Okay," he muttered, turning his face away from her. "I'll get to that as soon as I can."

rn_chapel October 7 2009, 02:41:57 UTC

She sighed and stepped on the heels of her boots, pulling them off. "Don't bring me up on harassment charges, okay?" she said, sitting down on the side of the cot and then swinging her legs up to lie curled up against McCoy's side.

It was a tight fit, but full-body contact was kind of the point. Humans were social animals. Touch was important, especially in times of stress.

Tina rested her hand on his chest, rubbing tiny circles lightly against his shirt with her fingertips. She wasn't the person he needed near him right now, but maybe another warm body would help at least a little.

dctr_mccoy October 7 2009, 03:20:59 UTC

"Fuck, Tina," he sighed, closing his eyes as she snuggled closer to him. Her hair smelled clean and fresh, very female, which was different enough to keep him from totally relaxing.

But there was a familiar feeling about the smaller body, as one arm slowly slid around her, pulling her a little closer as he rested his chin on top of her head. He kept his legs away from her, on his side of the cot, but he didn't let go, taking a deep breath and dozing lightly.

rn_chapel October 7 2009, 03:54:23 UTC

"Hang on a sec," Tina murmured after ten minutes or so. She was supposed to be on duty soon, and needed to check in.

She leaned precariously over the edge of the cot and reached up to smack the comlink on the wall, hooking her leg over McCoy's to anchor herself better. "Relax, damnit," she said quietly, when he flinched a little and started to stiffen up. And then, louder, "Robert? Hi, it's Tina. I'm in McCoy's office taking care of something important - can you cover for me out there unless it's an emergency?"

"No problem," the nurse on duty replied.

"Great, thanks," Tina said. "You can route any communications straight to me in here. I think I'll be busy for a while."

She took her hand off the comm and cuddled up to McCoy again. "What else can I do? You want me to tell you a story or sing a lullaby or something?" Her tone had the light sarcasm it always carried when she was poking at her boss, but her sincerity came through clearly, too.

dctr_mccoy October 7 2009, 04:10:50 UTC

"Spock's put the away team together," he mumbled to her, arm still wrapped over her. "Going to call them together as soon as we're close enough to beam there." McCoy took a deep breath and sighed, voice getting smaller again. "Romulans have him. Torturing him."

rn_chapel October 7 2009, 04:24:44 UTC

Tina stroked the side of his face. "If they're torturing him, then they're keeping him alive. And if he's alive, we can put him back together." She paused. "But you can't help anyone if you need to be rescued."

dctr_mccoy October 7 2009, 04:37:47 UTC

"They'll never get what they want from him," Bones said with a little exhale at her light touch. "He'd die first than give up anything or anyone. So we gotta hurry and get there, and I just can't fucking sleep... I wanna sleep, Tina," he said, his voice rising. "When I sleep-" I dream of him.

He couldn't tell her that, but it was true and he wanted to go back to that place in his head on that beach so bad but it eluded him, out of reach, his body tired and exhausted but his mind refusing to let go, waiting for news, for that message from Spock or Sam that they were leaving.

"I just need a couple hours, that'll get me going through the day," he told her, closing his eyes. "Don't have to stay here, I'm well enough, if you need to go."

rn_chapel October 7 2009, 04:56:48 UTC

"I'm staying," Tina said, curling around him more closely still. "I've got you. Sleep."

She could probably use some more rest, herself, but Tina kept her eyes open. She was going to watch over McCoy, literally and figuratively, until this was over, and do her damnedest to keep him from fucking himself up any further.

Whatever that might mean.

dctr_mccoy October 7 2009, 15:42:31 UTC

He did close his eyes and found a few minutes rest. Maybe it was the warmth of someone next to him, the soft sound of someone else breathing.

He wasn't sure how much time had passed, the room dark and quiet, but after a while a chirping noise, quickly followed by another roused him from the fitful sleep he'd managed to find. Blinking his eyes, he reached down to grab his communicator, only to find it was over on his desk.

Leaning up on his elbow, he noted that Tina's had gone off as well. He sat up, kicking his legs off the side and stretched out his arm to pick it up.

rn_chapel October 7 2009, 17:56:54 UTC

Tina activated her communicator as soon as McCoy started moving. She'd been considering ignoring it to let him sleep as long as possible, but if he was awake anyway--

"Spock is sending a rescue team right now." Nyota's voice, usually so calm and composed, betrayed some agitation as it filtered through the communicator's speaker. "Jim, Sam Kirk, and both alternate universe Spocks. What the hell, Tina?"

Both alternate universe Spocks? Damn, yet another thing that no one had felt she needed to know about. But that wasn't really important at the moment.

"No medic?" she asked. She looked up, then, and caught the expression on McCoy's face as he took in the information. Shit. "I'll meet you in the transporter room," she said, flipping the communicator closed and stuffing her feet into her boots.

McCoy was already out of the office. Double shit. Tina lunged after him, mind racing through options. He'd had a head start, but she'd been fully awake and was getting pretty good at sprinting. And then - yes! - she spotted a ( ... )

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