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It's never easy to be the bearer of bad news. As chief surgeon, that task has often been handed to him. How do you go about telling someone that it's life threatening? That you've doubled checked your findings and that there's nothing that can be done. Yes, it isn't easy. But, you can't pretend you didn't see it coming.
Spock didn't mate. They pretty much stated: mate or die. Maybe that's what had been bugging the good doctor, not understanding the outcome.
McCoy thought to himself, remembering that moment, of his best friend fighting the crazed Vulcan, or horny if you like. He wasn't in his usual frame of mind. That 'blood fever' they called it clouded his reason.
'God, if I hadn't been there, or if I hadn't brought my medkit. Jim would have been dead.'
McCoy shuddered at the thought. He tried to refocus his energies at finding something he may have missed.
Doctor McCoy couldn't delay any longer and decided to contact his friend. Maybe Jim could help.
Jim was off duty, perhaps he was in his quarters. McCoy thought that it was the best place to start. He was about to call Jim when Ensign Matahi entered Sickbay. The tall, young man, looked confused as he walked in Dr. McCoy's direction.
"You wanted me, Doctor McCoy?" Matahi asked perplexed wondering why he was summoned.
"No. I didn't ask for you Ensign. Who said that I did?" McCoy asked intrigued.
"Mr. Spock did. I was working out in the main gym when he told me you needed me."
"I said no such thing. That's peculiar. Well, at least I know where Spock is." McCoy thought.
"I don't understand. I thought Vulcans don't lie."
"Yes. That's what I heard as well. I guess...never mind. You may leave. I'll talk to the captain about it."
"All right doctor." Matahi turned towards the exit when he stopped and remembered something.
"Something Ensign?" McCoy asked curiously.
"One thing I forgot to mention. Commander Spock didn't look well. I just thought you should know."
"Thanks Ensign." McCoy replied trying to form a smile.
Matahi was gone and McCoy was even more confused.
'If you're trying to avoid being found Spock, why send someone here. Unless, deep down you want to be found. I really need to speak to Jim.'
McCoy was about to make the call, when of all people, James Kirk entered Sickbay.
"Jim! Just the man I was looking for."
"Oh, what for? I just came down for those famous pills of yours. I have this annoying headache. I just can't shake. I need something to relieve the pressure." Jim pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to re-direct the pressure elsewhere.
"Going for a workout, I see." McCoy looked at his friend.
The captain had already removed his shirt.
"I find that exercising helps too Bones, and you often tell me, I need to keep in shape. So, I'm following your orders, my good doctor."
"I'm glad that you are. But, Jim..." McCoy's voice betrayed him.
"What's wrong? You usually rib me about my weight. You losing your touch?" Jim smiled, waiting for McCoy to respond with a bit of humor. It didn't happen.
"Jim, I have some bad news." McCoy's voice was filled with sadness.
"Are you ill?" Jim touched McCoy on the arm, not wanting to hear his answer, but giving comfort through touch.
"No..it, it isn't me." McCoy could hardly look Jim in the eye.
"Who is it then? Dammit Bones, don't drag this out. Who's sick?"
"It's Spock. His pon farr is back."
Jim's face turned ashen.
