Balance of Terror
McCoy could feel himself tense with each moment. But not matter how much he felt his stomach twisting, he knew it was much worse for Kirk.
He knew it was so much worse for Spock, especially now. With half the crew glaring at him, and Mr. Stiles especially, all McCoy wanted to do was drag Spock in and shove alcohol down his throat and try to give him the same advice he did Jim. But he knew it wouldn’t work. It was a stupid urge.
Spock needed something different that McCoy couldn’t offer. He didn’t even know what it was.