Broken Symbols 10/13
Title: Broken Symbols
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Star Trek belongs to Gene Roddenberry and the reboot to JJ Abrams. Doom belongs to someone else. Everything else is mine.
Warnings: Slash, Crossover (Doom), medical ickiness, spoilers (Doom, Star Trek), Language, Angst, Questionable Science
Summary: McCoy deals with too many things at once, while Kirk finally figures out his feelings for the doctor.
Author's Notes: We're getting all the rain we were supposed to get all week right now, it's awesome.
Chapter Ten: Even as the curtains fall down
Chief Medical Officer's Quarters, USS Enterprise; Three Days Later
The disease had abruptly begun to progress rapidly, and without warning. McCoy needed to alert Sickbay, but he was blinded with pain, blood roaring thru his veins, blocking out the everyday sounds of life aboard a starship.
He called out to the computer, but he couldn't even hear his own voice, let alone the computer's annoyingly cheerful chirping.
~*~
Captain's Quarters, USS Enterprise
The chirp of the comm interrupted the captain's peaceful slumber.
"Kirk here," he said, even as he glanced at the chronometer at his bedside-it was only 2:30 in the wee hours of ship's morning.
"Jim?" McCoy asked, not entirely sure of himself. "I think we don't have as much time as we thought we did."
~*~
Private Recovery Room, Sickbay, USS Enterprise; Four hours later
Kirk looked up as Matherson entered the room.
"How is he?" the doctor asked.
"Stable," the captain replied, "at least, for now."
"What about you, Captain?" Matherson asked.
Kirk frowned.
"I'm not the one in a biobed, Doctor Matherson," he objected.
"You love him, Captain," Matherson remarked. "Please don't try to deny that having a loved one on the verge of death has no effect on your own well-being, you won't win."
"I can't love him, Matherson," Kirk insisted.
"Why can't you love him?" Matherson asked. "Is it because he is your Chief Medical Officer?"
Kirk shook his head.
"It's not that," he admitted.
"What is it, then?" Matherson pressed.
"Bones is special," Kirk explained. "It wouldn't be fair to him if I admitted my feelings to him. He's already suffered more heartbreaks than any person should, I don't want to be another."
"Shouldn't you let the doctor make that decision?" Matherson inquired.
"Jim…"
"Bones?"
"Everything hurts, Jim," mumbled McCoy.
"I'll get Nurse Chapel," Matherson volunteered.
~*~
Main Conference Room, USS Enterprise
"How is the doctor, Captain?" Uhura asked once Kirk had taken his seat at the conference table.
"Stable," Kirk replied-what else could he say to describe his friend's current state of being?
"Is there anything we can do, Captain?" Scotty asked.
Kirk nodded.
"Matherson needs to talk with you, Spock," he informed the half-Vulcan.
Spock nodded.
"Do you still require my presence here?" he asked.
Kirk shook his head.
Once Spock had left the room, Kirk turned back to Scotty.
"Scotty, there's a machine that Matherson said might buy us some time," he said.
"Aye, Doctor Matherson spoke with me about it," the Scotsman acknowledged. "It's nearly finished."
The captain nodded.
"As soon as it is functional, bring it up to Sickbay and help Nurse Chapel set it up in Doctor McCoy's room."
"Aye, Captain," Scotty acknowledged.
Kirk then dismissed the Chief Engineer, knowing that he was itching to get back to work. The captain then tasked Uhura with acting as a central clearinghouse for the effort to cure McCoy, Sulu with looking into herbal remedies, and Chekov with looking into the construction of a cryo-chamber.
"What about you, Captain?" Giotto asked. "What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to do my job as captain of this ship, Cupcake," Kirk replied. "I can't have my crew losing hope."
"I am certain that none of us will think any less of you if you stay at the doctor's bedside, sir," Giotto assured Kirk.
Kirk shook his head.
"I can't become emotional, not now," he insisted. "Spock needs to be in the labs, developing a cure, not on the Bridge, doing my job."
Giotto nodded in understanding.
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Rating: R
Disclaimer: Star Trek belongs to Gene Roddenberry and the reboot to JJ Abrams. Doom belongs to someone else. Everything else is mine.
Warnings: Slash, Crossover (Doom), medical ickiness, spoilers (Doom, Star Trek), Language, Angst, Questionable Science
Summary: McCoy deals with too many things at once, while Kirk finally figures out his feelings for the doctor.
Author's Notes: We're getting all the rain we were supposed to get all week right now, it's awesome.
Chapter Ten: Even as the curtains fall down
Chief Medical Officer's Quarters, USS Enterprise; Three Days Later
The disease had abruptly begun to progress rapidly, and without warning. McCoy needed to alert Sickbay, but he was blinded with pain, blood roaring thru his veins, blocking out the everyday sounds of life aboard a starship.
He called out to the computer, but he couldn't even hear his own voice, let alone the computer's annoyingly cheerful chirping.
~*~
Captain's Quarters, USS Enterprise
The chirp of the comm interrupted the captain's peaceful slumber.
"Kirk here," he said, even as he glanced at the chronometer at his bedside-it was only 2:30 in the wee hours of ship's morning.
"Jim?" McCoy asked, not entirely sure of himself. "I think we don't have as much time as we thought we did."
~*~
Private Recovery Room, Sickbay, USS Enterprise; Four hours later
Kirk looked up as Matherson entered the room.
"How is he?" the doctor asked.
"Stable," the captain replied, "at least, for now."
"What about you, Captain?" Matherson asked.
Kirk frowned.
"I'm not the one in a biobed, Doctor Matherson," he objected.
"You love him, Captain," Matherson remarked. "Please don't try to deny that having a loved one on the verge of death has no effect on your own well-being, you won't win."
"I can't love him, Matherson," Kirk insisted.
"Why can't you love him?" Matherson asked. "Is it because he is your Chief Medical Officer?"
Kirk shook his head.
"It's not that," he admitted.
"What is it, then?" Matherson pressed.
"Bones is special," Kirk explained. "It wouldn't be fair to him if I admitted my feelings to him. He's already suffered more heartbreaks than any person should, I don't want to be another."
"Shouldn't you let the doctor make that decision?" Matherson inquired.
"Jim…"
"Bones?"
"Everything hurts, Jim," mumbled McCoy.
"I'll get Nurse Chapel," Matherson volunteered.
~*~
Main Conference Room, USS Enterprise
"How is the doctor, Captain?" Uhura asked once Kirk had taken his seat at the conference table.
"Stable," Kirk replied-what else could he say to describe his friend's current state of being?
"Is there anything we can do, Captain?" Scotty asked.
Kirk nodded.
"Matherson needs to talk with you, Spock," he informed the half-Vulcan.
Spock nodded.
"Do you still require my presence here?" he asked.
Kirk shook his head.
Once Spock had left the room, Kirk turned back to Scotty.
"Scotty, there's a machine that Matherson said might buy us some time," he said.
"Aye, Doctor Matherson spoke with me about it," the Scotsman acknowledged. "It's nearly finished."
The captain nodded.
"As soon as it is functional, bring it up to Sickbay and help Nurse Chapel set it up in Doctor McCoy's room."
"Aye, Captain," Scotty acknowledged.
Kirk then dismissed the Chief Engineer, knowing that he was itching to get back to work. The captain then tasked Uhura with acting as a central clearinghouse for the effort to cure McCoy, Sulu with looking into herbal remedies, and Chekov with looking into the construction of a cryo-chamber.
"What about you, Captain?" Giotto asked. "What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to do my job as captain of this ship, Cupcake," Kirk replied. "I can't have my crew losing hope."
"I am certain that none of us will think any less of you if you stay at the doctor's bedside, sir," Giotto assured Kirk.
Kirk shook his head.
"I can't become emotional, not now," he insisted. "Spock needs to be in the labs, developing a cure, not on the Bridge, doing my job."
Giotto nodded in understanding.
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