Fic: Hiding Little Drops of Red (5/8)
Fandom: Star Trek: Reboot (Into Darkness)
Rating: PG
Pairings: Kirk/Spock/McCoy
Summary: McCoy discovers he has xenopolycythemia and decides not to inform his two lovers. He's a doctor, he's not supposed to tell them about things he can't fix.
Hiding Little Drops of Red
McCoy awoke to find himself lying on a bed in his own sickbay. He groaned and closed his eyes again as the lights hurt his still pounding head. He could hear movement and the red haze filtering through his eyelids seemed to dim a little. He cautiously opened his eyes again to find Jim and Spock sitting on either side of his bed.
He tried to sit up, but they stopped him. Jim put his hand on McCoy’s arm and Spock grabbed his other shoulder. As McCoy looked at them he saw that Jim’s eyes were glassy and felt that Spock’s grip on his shoulder was too firm.
They knew.
Jim managed to speak first.
“Why didn’t you tell us?”
McCoy averted his gaze and stared at the floor.
“It wasn’t something I could fix.”
Spock sat next to him on the bed, keeping his hand on McCoy’s shoulder.
“I do not understand.”
“I’m a doctor I’m supposed to help people. There’s no cure for this. What good was it to make you two suffer by telling you about something you couldn’t change-”
Jim cut him off as he leaned in and hugged McCoy hard.
“Because we love you and we’re supposed to tell each other when we’re hurt.”
Spock didn’t say anything but he shifted closer to Jim and McCoy as McCoy’s arms came up to hug Jim in return.
After all that McCoy thought they still wanted him.
“I’m sorry. I thought it would be better if you two moved on without me. Rather than watching me waste away, you’ve been a couple before you can have that relationship again.”
Spock glared at him. “If you think, Leonard, that we will let you go and ‘move on’ without a fight you are sorely mistaken.”
“We’re all in this together, Bones, you are a part of this relationship and we don’t want to go back to just me and Spock. Do you know how hard it’s been seen you left our quarters? You don’t get to walk away to make it easier on us without our say so. And we say we’re not going away, now what can we do to help you?”
McCoy closed his eyes, fighting back tears, and buried his face in Jim’s shoulder.
“Just stay,” he whispered.
So they stayed and held him and McCoy felt better than he had in a long time.
***
McCoy was released from sickbay shortly after that with strict instructions from Doctor Chapel to do nothing strenuous for the next forty-eight hours at minimum. So as Spock sat in the common room at the computer McCoy was resting with Jim in their bed where he belonged.
The computer beeped and his requested link was established, as elder Vulcan’s face filling the screen.
“Mister Spock.”
“Ambassador Selek.”
“What is so urgent that you requested a private priority channel with me?”
“I wish to make a request of you if I may.”
Selek sighed and shook his head. He thought they had moved on from him dispensing advice like a like a 20th century bartender.
“As the years have passed you have grown in many ways, Spock, and accepted your universe for what it is. I strongly believe that you should no longer have need of me.”
“While I do have a personal stake in this matter it is another’s life that is at stake. I ask for information on Doctor McCoy’s behalf.”
“Leonard?” Selek asked his eyes now wide with alarm. “What is it?”
“We have been informed that he has contracted Xenoploy-”
Selek didn’t even let him finish.
“How long has he been showing symptoms?”
“It is difficult to say. He has kept his illness from us.”
“What are your coordinates? I will find transportation and intercept the Enterprise immediately.”
“As you wish.”
Spock gave him the proper coordinates and not even bothering to give a proper salute Selek thanked him and signed off. Satisfied that there might be a reason to hope Spock left the computer and joined Jim and McCoy in bed.
He lay there for a while running his fingers lightly through McCoy’s hair. For weeks now McCoy had avoided him, had avoided being close to him. Spock had thought it was over an emotional hurt now he knew it was much worse. Even through such light touch Spock could sense the weariness and sickness that filled McCoy’s body. Just looking at him one could see that McCoy had lost weight and wasn’t sleeping well. But Spock promised that he wouldn’t let McCoy go through any more of it alone. He and Jim would support their partner whatever the final outcome was.
As he wrapped his arms around McCoy tightly Jim shifted and his eyes fluttered open.
“Hey, where were you?”
“I was seeking help from an old friend.”
Rating: PG
Pairings: Kirk/Spock/McCoy
Summary: McCoy discovers he has xenopolycythemia and decides not to inform his two lovers. He's a doctor, he's not supposed to tell them about things he can't fix.
Hiding Little Drops of Red
McCoy awoke to find himself lying on a bed in his own sickbay. He groaned and closed his eyes again as the lights hurt his still pounding head. He could hear movement and the red haze filtering through his eyelids seemed to dim a little. He cautiously opened his eyes again to find Jim and Spock sitting on either side of his bed.
He tried to sit up, but they stopped him. Jim put his hand on McCoy’s arm and Spock grabbed his other shoulder. As McCoy looked at them he saw that Jim’s eyes were glassy and felt that Spock’s grip on his shoulder was too firm.
They knew.
Jim managed to speak first.
“Why didn’t you tell us?”
McCoy averted his gaze and stared at the floor.
“It wasn’t something I could fix.”
Spock sat next to him on the bed, keeping his hand on McCoy’s shoulder.
“I do not understand.”
“I’m a doctor I’m supposed to help people. There’s no cure for this. What good was it to make you two suffer by telling you about something you couldn’t change-”
Jim cut him off as he leaned in and hugged McCoy hard.
“Because we love you and we’re supposed to tell each other when we’re hurt.”
Spock didn’t say anything but he shifted closer to Jim and McCoy as McCoy’s arms came up to hug Jim in return.
After all that McCoy thought they still wanted him.
“I’m sorry. I thought it would be better if you two moved on without me. Rather than watching me waste away, you’ve been a couple before you can have that relationship again.”
Spock glared at him. “If you think, Leonard, that we will let you go and ‘move on’ without a fight you are sorely mistaken.”
“We’re all in this together, Bones, you are a part of this relationship and we don’t want to go back to just me and Spock. Do you know how hard it’s been seen you left our quarters? You don’t get to walk away to make it easier on us without our say so. And we say we’re not going away, now what can we do to help you?”
McCoy closed his eyes, fighting back tears, and buried his face in Jim’s shoulder.
“Just stay,” he whispered.
So they stayed and held him and McCoy felt better than he had in a long time.
***
McCoy was released from sickbay shortly after that with strict instructions from Doctor Chapel to do nothing strenuous for the next forty-eight hours at minimum. So as Spock sat in the common room at the computer McCoy was resting with Jim in their bed where he belonged.
The computer beeped and his requested link was established, as elder Vulcan’s face filling the screen.
“Mister Spock.”
“Ambassador Selek.”
“What is so urgent that you requested a private priority channel with me?”
“I wish to make a request of you if I may.”
Selek sighed and shook his head. He thought they had moved on from him dispensing advice like a like a 20th century bartender.
“As the years have passed you have grown in many ways, Spock, and accepted your universe for what it is. I strongly believe that you should no longer have need of me.”
“While I do have a personal stake in this matter it is another’s life that is at stake. I ask for information on Doctor McCoy’s behalf.”
“Leonard?” Selek asked his eyes now wide with alarm. “What is it?”
“We have been informed that he has contracted Xenoploy-”
Selek didn’t even let him finish.
“How long has he been showing symptoms?”
“It is difficult to say. He has kept his illness from us.”
“What are your coordinates? I will find transportation and intercept the Enterprise immediately.”
“As you wish.”
Spock gave him the proper coordinates and not even bothering to give a proper salute Selek thanked him and signed off. Satisfied that there might be a reason to hope Spock left the computer and joined Jim and McCoy in bed.
He lay there for a while running his fingers lightly through McCoy’s hair. For weeks now McCoy had avoided him, had avoided being close to him. Spock had thought it was over an emotional hurt now he knew it was much worse. Even through such light touch Spock could sense the weariness and sickness that filled McCoy’s body. Just looking at him one could see that McCoy had lost weight and wasn’t sleeping well. But Spock promised that he wouldn’t let McCoy go through any more of it alone. He and Jim would support their partner whatever the final outcome was.
As he wrapped his arms around McCoy tightly Jim shifted and his eyes fluttered open.
“Hey, where were you?”
“I was seeking help from an old friend.”