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ᴅʀ. ʟᴇᴏɴᴀʀᴅ ❝ ʙᴏɴᴇs ❞ ᴍᴄᴄᴏʏ — ([personal profile] medicos) wrote in [community profile] tampered2013-08-08 01:48 am

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When; Thursday, August 8th.
Rating; PG?
Characters; Dr. McCoy [ [personal profile] medicos ] & Spock [ [personal profile] logistical ]
Summary; the drama unfolds in the star trek house, starting from here, dragging a couple of people with them, until this happens. and then, a lull. but not for long. spock is always going to be a thorn by bones' side, after all.
Log;

[ really, bones has expected it to happen the moment jim up and announces that he'll spend his time around spock while bones tries to "cool off", as it were, out of sight. he's gotten a good glimpse of how close jim and spock have been through that whole year spent healing and recovering from the devastation of the ship and the aftermath of khan's demise. yeah, yeah, jim may not be good at talking about his feelings, and bones may grump his way through discussions in order to deflect what's really important, but spock is a smart man, and out of everyone in his damn city, more than jim himself in some cases, it's spock who knows him best.

spock, who's had that year of memories that the rest of the crew aren't privy to and knows exactly what's going on in bones' mind even if he tries to deny it. goddamn vulcans and their hyper-intelligence. when they're useful, they're useful. otherwise, they're pesky as hell, and bones doesn't really need to be stalked by a goddamn green-blooded alien, now does he?

he stops in the middle of the sidewalk of some place he can't be assed to remember, on his way to pink's apartment because that's the safest place to be right now. he turns around, a look on his face that clearly has no time or patience for anyone's bullshit (but maybe that's not it, maybe he's just tired, but he's still running regardless).
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What now?
logistical: (crumbling)

[personal profile] logistical 2013-08-10 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
[His expression twists, before returning to its stoic exterior. This is something he never said out loud, even during their recovery period, but it's against reason to keep it in. Not when McCoy might feel threatened, and... he shouldn't. They are crew - a family. They are all they have left.]

I did not wish to be at his side, then.

[Sure, they'd come through stronger, but he'd just been angry, and upset. It was unnecessary.]

I still do not.

[He regards his soup, and quietly starts to eat.]
logistical: (weightless)

[personal profile] logistical 2013-08-10 08:02 am (UTC)(link)
[He hadn't told the truth to elicit comfort, and anyway, he hasn't needed that from the doctor in a long time. The truth is simply something that is: and it's that Jim did do something incredibly selfish and cruel in his final moments, and Spock... doesn't blame him at all. There was logic in the action.]

I am aware.

[Jim's eyes, on the other side of the glass, hadn't been Amanda Grayson's eyes. He'd been scared, she hadn't. She'd simply smiled, that brief, satisfied smile of you will always have a proud mother and then the transporter beams had missed her. Spock didn't blame Chekov for it, that would be beneath him, not because it was irrationally emotional, but because it was simply petty.]

I was present at the moment Admiral Pike passed.

[That is another in the long line of honesty hour that they have going. Probably the most open they've ever been, even after a whole year. Spock is tired, of having to bury people. Prime outlived almost all his crewmates and is now stranded in a separate universe, unable to share his pain and grief. Spock doesn't want to end up like him.]
logistical: (it's touching me)

/reaches

[personal profile] logistical 2013-09-07 11:17 am (UTC)(link)
[He takes a bite of his dinner, and chews, slowly, deliberately letting the silence settle.]

Yes.

[He doesn't ask how McCoy knows - there were enough Vulcans dying aboard the ship after they'd fled, chasing Nero. Enough in mind shock, as well. It was not ideal, but then again, Spock doesn't consider those kind of things when something he deems necessary has to be done. The same way he would sooner nerve-pinch Jim than let him go after Khan by himself.]

[Of the warp core, he says and implies nothing.]
logistical: (melancholy)

[personal profile] logistical 2013-10-10 10:01 am (UTC)(link)
[That's just it, isn't it. Some things between them no longer have to be said, they can simply look at each other and know. They weren't drawn to each other the same way they as individuals were drawn to Jim, but the majority of that tension has been eased. Spock doubts it will vanish completely, but now he sees the necessity of someone like Bones, beyond the needs of having a doctor on board. It's the man's attitude - it's the right clothes: tailored to fit, only uncomfortable if you focus too much on how they feel when you wear them.]

[He listens, pondering the last few bits of his meal. Would McCoy have stood by Jim the same way Spock had? He'd never know, it was far too hypothetical and they were both unpredictable in such cases.]

[He's glad, he decides. That McCoy didn't have to be the one there. It's a curious thought (and that's even more curious, that it's a thought), one he never expected. Logically speaking, McCoy has already seen so many patients, friends and family, slip away on the table. Crew members, and Vulcans too. Should they be adding one more to that list?]

I do not know how you can.

[Admitted quietly. Praise, of a kind, for that inner strength.]