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"Jim. Wake up, Jim. Can you hear me? That's it sleeping beauty." McCoy's voice sounded far away to Jim's ears.

"What?" Jim's voice sounded strange to himself. McCoy was a blur to him as he tried to focus on his friend's face.

"Just so that you know, I didn't wake you up with a kiss." McCoy smiled checking the readings again over the bio-bed used for mostly checking out stamina and endurance. He had wasted no time to find a bed for him, and took the closest one available. There was no explanation for what happened to his friend. James Kirk just fainted.

"What's going on?" Kirk replied as he tried to sit up and felt a hand restraining him.

"Easy there Jim. Don't get up to quick. You know the next time you faint, warn me that the room is spinning. You've been hiding bonbons in your room or what? Damn, you were heavy getting you on the bed."

"Bonbons, fainting. What, what the hell are you talking about?" Kirk's vision cleared and his voice became demanding.

"You fainted Jim. I actually got a quick physical out of it, though. Got to sneak them in there somehow, you keep avoiding them." McCoy smiled despite Jim's obvious annoyance.

"I beg your pardon? I don't faint. So, I ask again, what the hell happened?"

"Jim, this may be hard to believe, but even the great Captain Kirk can have a fainting spell once and awhile."

"I don't believe you, there must be some..."

"Look Jim, I'm not the one lying in a reclining position. You fainted. Period. The reason though escapes me."

Jim slowly got up to a sitting position. McCoy had removed his boots, making Jim realize that this was not a dream, because he remembered he had walked in sickbay with them.

"I feel better now." To prove it, he got off the bed, and stood on his own two feet.

"Well, just take it easy. Don't want you to having another spell."

"For Pete's Sake doc, I'm not an invalid. Must be some imbalance, perhaps I'm dehydrated, or not enough vitamins in my diet."

"I checked that. You're fine Jim in that regard." McCoy responded, perplexed about the situation as his friend.

"Oh my...Spock. What's wrong with Spock?" Jim's thoughts went to the Vulcan.

McCoy's expression was dour.

"Jim. It isn't good. His pon farr has come back. I'm not sure what stage exactly.."

"I can't believe we've been wasting time talking about me, when we have to hurry and get Spock to Vulcan. Damn you McCoy." Kirk was briskly forgetting about his fainting spell, like it never happened. He went to the computer to ask for a course change, when McCoy stopped him.

"Jim. It won't do any good, and you know it. We're to far away. Besides that, there is no one waiting for him there." McCoy's voice was saddened by the fact that he couldn't do anything to change the present situation.

"There's got to be a way. I can't let him die Bones. I won't." Anger rose from Jim's voice, not directed at his friend, but because of the situation they were in.

"I wish I knew what."

"Where is he now?" Kirk's voice softened a bit.

"Well, as far as I can tell, he's in the gym. Ensign Matahi came into sickbay, saying that I wanted to see him, which wasn't true at all."

"I don't understand, Bones."

"Spock told Matahi that I needed to see him. He lied Jim. At least we know where he is though, the thing is, I got the impression that after his exam, he would hide, and not let anyone know where he was at, until it was too late. But, for to send Matahi..."

"It's like he wants us to find him." Kirk replied pacing sickbay, worry showing in his movements.

"That would be my guess."

"I have to go talk to him. Maybe I can convince him that he needn't die. If he needs to mate, there's plenty of women on the Enterprise that would do it. Unorthodox as it may be, we're talking about his life, and I won't see him dead."

"But, you know Spock, Jim. He'll never go for it."

"He has to. What else is there?" Kirk looked in McCoy's eyes, desperation rose in his voice.

"Where are you going?" McCoy asked as he saw the captain gather his boots and shirt.

"I have to save him, Bones. He needs my help. I won't take no for answer."

"Be careful Jim. It won't be easy. Keep me posted okay."

"I will." Jim exited sickbay moments later, leaving McCoy with his thoughts.

"I know you want to save him, Jim. But, at what cost?"

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"Jim. Wake up, Jim. Can you hear me? That's it sleeping beauty." McCoy's voice sounded far away to Jim's ears.

"What?" Jim's voice sounded strange to himself. McCoy was a blur to him as he tried to focus on his friend's face.

"Just so that you know, I didn't wake you up with a kiss." McCoy smiled checking the readings again over the bio-bed used for mostly checking out stamina and endurance. He had wasted no time to find a bed for him, and took the closest one available. There was no explanation for what happened to his friend. James Kirk just fainted.

"What's going on?" Kirk replied as he tried to sit up and felt a hand restraining him.

"Easy there Jim. Don't get up to quick. You know the next time you faint, warn me that the room is spinning. You've been hiding bonbons in your room or what? Damn, you were heavy getting you on the bed."

"Bonbons, fainting. What, what the hell are you talking about?" Kirk's vision cleared and his voice became demanding.

"You fainted Jim. I actually got a quick physical out of it, though. Got to sneak them in there somehow, you keep avoiding them." McCoy smiled despite Jim's obvious annoyance.

"I beg your pardon? I don't faint. So, I ask again, what the hell happened?"

"Jim, this may be hard to believe, but even the great Captain Kirk can have a fainting spell once and awhile."

"I don't believe you, there must be some..."

"Look Jim, I'm not the one lying in a reclining position. You fainted. Period. The reason though escapes me."

Jim slowly got up to a sitting position. McCoy had removed his boots, making Jim realize that this was not a dream, because he remembered he had walked in sickbay with them.

"I feel better now." To prove it, he got off the bed, and stood on his own two feet.

"Well, just take it easy. Don't want you to having another spell."

"For Pete's Sake doc, I'm not an invalid. Must be some imbalance, perhaps I'm dehydrated, or not enough vitamins in my diet."

"I checked that. You're fine Jim in that regard." McCoy responded, perplexed about the situation as his friend.

"Oh my...Spock. What's wrong with Spock?" Jim's thoughts went to the Vulcan.

McCoy's expression was dour.

"Jim. It isn't good. His pon farr has come back. I'm not sure what stage exactly.."

"I can't believe we've been wasting time talking about me, when we have to hurry and get Spock to Vulcan. Damn you McCoy." Kirk was briskly forgetting about his fainting spell, like it never happened. He went to the computer to ask for a course change, when McCoy stopped him.

"Jim. It won't do any good, and you know it. We're to far away. Besides that, there is no one waiting for him there." McCoy's voice was saddened by the fact that he couldn't do anything to change the present situation.

"There's got to be a way. I can't let him die Bones. I won't." Anger rose from Jim's voice, not directed at his friend, but because of the situation they were in.

"I wish I knew what."

"Where is he now?" Kirk's voice softened a bit.

"Well, as far as I can tell, he's in the gym. Ensign Matahi came into sickbay, saying that I wanted to see him, which wasn't true at all."

"I don't understand, Bones."

"Spock told Matahi that I needed to see him. He lied Jim. At least we know where he is though, the thing is, I got the impression that after his exam, he would hide, and not let anyone know where he was at, until it was too late. But, for to send Matahi..."

"It's like he wants us to find him." Kirk replied pacing sickbay, worry showing in his movements.

"That would be my guess."

"I have to go talk to him. Maybe I can convince him that he needn't die. If he needs to mate, there's plenty of women on the Enterprise that would do it. Unorthodox as it may be, we're talking about his life, and I won't see him dead."

"But, you know Spock, Jim. He'll never go for it."

"He has to. What else is there?" Kirk looked in McCoy's eyes, desperation rose in his voice.

"Where are you going?" McCoy asked as he saw the captain gather his boots and shirt.

"I have to save him, Bones. He needs my help. I won't take no for answer."

"Be careful Jim. It won't be easy. Keep me posted okay."

"I will." Jim exited sickbay moments later, leaving McCoy with his thoughts.

"I know you want to save him, Jim. But, at what cost?"