[ McCoy had seen the younger version of himself and Jim off an hour or so ago. Going on about how Holly had a mission for them, he didn't bother himself too much with what had been happening. He didn't give a damn what the computer was having Jim do. He - another version of him - was there to babysit him. He'd be fine.
Though he realized how wrong he was when Jim, himself, a younger Spock and the older Spock dragged themselves into Northern Sickbay. Before he could even rattle off at them, his eyes went straight to the younger Spock. No movement anywhere, no breathing.
Good God.
Without another word he directed the younger version of himself and Jim into the back. Once the pair had their backs to him, he sent a glance at the older Vulcan. They were going to talk about this later in the office attached to this damn Sickbay. And that was that. No ifs and or buts.
That'd be for later. Right now there was a man that needed to be saved. ]
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