Main Sickbay

The main room of Sickbay, where Dr. McCoy and Nurse Chapel can be found.

"You did what?!" Dr. McCoy roared. "You pointy-eared hobgoblin, what right did you have to - ?!"

"I remind you, Dr. McCoy," Pock said, narrowing her eyes, "that my actions allowed for Captain Kirk and myself to be rescued before nightfall, thus ensuring our continued survival and ability to serve aboard this ship."

Dr. McCoy blinked, taking in what she said.

"Well yeah, but..." He trailed off. "Did you have to nerve pinch the poor bastard, Pock?"

Pock was unmoved. "Yes."

The surly southern doctor sighed. His hand moved up to pinch the bridge of his nose. "Fine. Fine. Just don't come bitching to me when he goes bitching to you, you hear me? I don't wanna hear it."

She sighed. She would have loved to protest that Jim would surely not be that upset, but she knew it was a lie. Jim would be furious.

"I shall be in my office," she said, her face stoic. "Please contact me when Jim wakes up."

As she left, she heard the doctor mumble, "I'm pretty damn sure I won't have to, sweetheart."

The first thing Jim realized was the throbbing painpainpain in his shoulder. His eyes shot open. "Mornin' sunshine," a surly voice grumbled. "How's your shoulder."

"Hurts like a bitch," Jim growled sitting up with McCoy's help. "Where the fuck is my first officer?"

McCoy raised an eyebrow. Well, this was going exactly as he expected. "She said she would be in her office." He paused as Jim swung his legs out of bed. "You going to go talk to her."

"Hell yes, I'm going to," Jim said, a frown still on his face.

"Jim... I know you and she are in a relationship, even if you haven't said anything to command or to me," McCoy said, stepping in front of him.

Jim stared. "You..."

"It's fairly obvious to those of us who know you two fairly well," McCoy said, crossing his arms. "Take a bit, and go cool down before you go talk to her. Try to think about why she did it."

The Captain nodded slowly. McCoy backed up as Jim hopped down. Jim accepted the uniform. McCoy left and Jim put it on.

He left the sickbay, and sighed.

Relationships were hard.