(OOC: This happens during the
SPF thread, but we decided to make it a new post so it didn't get lost.)
It took time to get Jim to come back into his own head. Spock had gotten in there, deep as could be, and blew everything apart. At least that was what the headache pounding in his head told him. He could feel Spock curled up beside him, and
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It was dark, and quiet and for a moment Bones wondered if he'd imagined the sounds. Then he felt the hand on his hair and he jumped back, startled, eyes wide now as he tried to make out the shape and the voice, almost not recognizing either. Fuck, even that small movement was enough to make him wince a little, his body still feeling the effects of earlier that day.
A moment later he coughed and whispered. "Jim?"
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He kept his hand on Bones' hair, light. "Yea. I..." He didn't know what to say. His mind hadn't even dealt with the reality of it yet. "...I'm here." The words fell flat from his tongue. He didn't even know how much time he had before Spock would realize he was gone and come after him like a cat hunting its prey. Or worse... come after Bones.
Vulcan strength or not, First Officer or not, friend or not, Jim would kill Spock if he tried to touch Bones again.
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Jim. Beaten and naked and sitting next to him. Fuck. There were a lot of things Bones wanted/needed to say. A million questions flew through his mind, though this might not be the time or place. Their lives were changed forever, if this was really happening, and the thought of that weighed so heavily on Bones that almost everything else was pushed away.
Except for what mattered most of all. Jim was hurt. Really hurt. Shit. "You okay?" he rasped, one eye going over Jim's body, making as quick an assessment as he could from where he was.
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Jim stared down at the hands in his lap, hating hating the gap he was feeling between them. It felt cold inside, and he felt his stomach tensing up.
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