Star Trek :Mind-Fire

Chapter 26

Even before McCoy entered the recovery room, he knew Spock was awake. The eerie feeling of glaring eyes prickled the hair on the back of his neck

“Good morning,” the doctor greeted him. “How are you feeling?”

“Release me!” Spock hissed as he vainly struggled against the restraints.

McCoy quickly scanned the readout and put the lab reports on the clipboard at the end of the bed.

“I’m afraid I can’t do that,” he said. “Now lie still before you hurt yourself.”

“Kre’nath! Du dungi geldau k’ ish-veh sha’ pekh-mev!” Spock shouted as he struggled again.

The doctor raised an eyebrow and pulled back the cover so he could check the injured leg. “Curse me all you want, Spock,” he said, “I can take it.”

Spock growled a reply. “You will not touch me.”

McCoy stopped his examination and glared down at Spock. “Let’s get one thing clear,” he said. “You are my patient and at the moment I out-rank you. I will do what I need to do, and if you don’t stop struggling, I’ll add more restraints. Is that clear?”

Spock lay still but his eyes flashed with anger. “T’nash-veh el’ru dungi shaya ish-veh talu heh tres si’ ish-veh khaf-spol!”

The doctor continued his examination without looking up this time. “Really?” he said. “That sounds a bit too Klingon for your taste.”

He pulled the covers back in place just as Kirk entered.

“How is he, Bones?” the captain asked hesitatingly.

McCoy looked up with a tight grin. “Believe it or not,” he said, “the pon farr is a good thing right now. The high blood pressure and cortisol levels are helping to return normal circulation to the injured leg and decrease the inflammation. He’s not out of the woods yet, but there’s hope.” He paused and screwed up his face as he glanced at Spock. “Now if I can figure out how to keep the pon farr from killing him...”

“Where is my bondsmate?” Spock hissed dangerously. “Which of you challenges me for her?”

Kirk glanced at him, but directed the answer to McCoy instead. “She’s resting. Sarek is seeing to it personally.”

“Good,” the doctor answered. “I don’t need her ending up a patient too.” He glanced at Spock’s restraints. “Does she know?”

Kirk nodded. “Let’s just say you’re not her favorite person right now.”

“I don’t doubt it,” he said. “Well as long as she doesn’t want to break my neck too, I can live with that.”

Spock struggled again, his face a mask of intense frustration.

“I will drink your blood when I have drained it from your heart!”

Kirk opened his eyes wide and looked at McCoy. “How long has he been like that?”

“Since he woke up,” McCoy replied, shaking his head as he watched Spock. “His threats are getting quite creative.”

Kirk looked at his friend with concern. “Can he...?”

But McCoy shook his head again. “No, he can’t get away. The restraints have been upgraded since the good old days.” He grinned a little. “Can’t have my patients wandering off whenever they feel like it.”

“Can you sedate him?” Kirk asked hopefully.

“I wouldn’t recommend it,” the doctor replied. “It would probably just prolong the process.”

Spock made a dangerous sound low in his throat, his face contorted, as he continued to struggle. The captain watched him helplessly.

“Would it do any good to have Saavik with him?” he asked.

McCoy sighed. “I don’t think so,” he said. “Maybe when he calms down a bit. Right now her presence would probably be too stimulating, if you know what I mean.”

“And there’s no chance he could take care of this the... natural way?”

McCoy shook his head slowly. “No, Jim, there’s not,” he replied. “He’s just going to have to find some other way to end this.” He went to the bed and applied a hypospray to Spock’s bare arm.

“What’s that?” Kirk asked.

“Oh, just a vitamin and electrolyte supplement I concocted,” the doctor answered. “Can’t hurt.”

“You will bring my bondsmate now!” Spock growled at him. McCoy reached out to pat him on the shoulder but quickly retracted his hand at the sudden movement of Spock’s head.

“Did he try to bite you?” Kirk asked in surprise.

“I believe he did!” McCoy responded, as he quickly checked himself for injury.

The captain looked at Spock a long time. “Do what you can, Bones,” he said.”Please.

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