There Should be a Doctor in there Somewhere

Leonard McCoy, though that damn kid calls me Bones. Chief Medical Officer of this blasted ship, and no I didn't ask for it. If you're hurt, sit your ass down and stay there. If not, get the hell out of medbay. [Independet RP/ask blog for AOS and TOS Bones] M!A: None; accepting

[shallwerp]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

I don't know if anyone around here is still active (I literally haven't posted in this blog or any of my RP blogs that are left in almost a decade) but I'm here digging around in my Scotty backstory because I'm at least writing fanfiction again. If anyone sees this and wants to see what's up check out my AO3 or find me chilling on my main account - knickpnackattack, who knows how often I'll be on this Tumblr.

[treksource]

[doctorbones]

#but shiiit look at that second to last gif#did karl urban just like…find deforest kelley and say#hey man wanna ride along with me on this bones thing#and deforest just went ‘buckle up kid’#because LOOK AT THAT FACE  (via @marmotsomsierost)

[bluespock-blog]

#no wonder karl made leonard nimoy cry

[getmeclean]

Anonymously tell my muse what the fuck is wrong with them.

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[I was totally planning on being on here tonight but instead I’m gonna go read the Dungeons and Dragons DM guide bcs it arrived today. I’m already planning what sounds like an epic campaign for my friends. It may be horrible since my first time dming... Anyways, trading one nerdy thing for another tonight. May be on in the morning before work, otherwise I’ll see ya’ll Thursday. Gots dinner with my bro and parents tomorrow >D]

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RULES: Spell your URL (or character’s name) out in song titles, then tag 10 people! Repost - don’t reblog.

TAGGED BY: @jimt-kirk​

Leonard McCoy

Landscape is Changing (Depeche Mode)

End of the Movie (Cake)

Oil Well (Carbon/Silicon)

No One Said it Would be Easy (Cloud Cult)

Afternoons and Coffeshops (Crash Test Dummies)

Dark Skies (Alison Krauss)

Man on the Moon (R.E.M)

Chain Reaction (Cloud Cult)

Cinnamindy (Carbon Leaf)

Orphaned by the Wind (Willie Carmichael)

You Got Your Bones to Make a Beat (Cloud Cult)

I TAG (’m only going to do a few): @doctorblake, @thebookofsands

[thebookofsands]

Rescue Off Altamid || Closed

[thebookofsands]

“I got in a fight, three, four days in? I might have cracked my ribs then. Small, small fractures, if it is true. I am more worried about having to drink that water and eat the plants.”

[notasomething]

Reaching over and pushing her sleeve up when she mentioned her arm McCoy ran his fingers along the arm. If it was just a fracture he wouldn’t be able to tell by hand it was broken but at least he felt like he was doing something. His motions slowed as she spoke and Leo glanced at her, kneeling in front of her. 

Wrapping his hands around her forearms Leo caught her eye, “You started  like that? You’re a hell of a person Rhee, and you’re here now. As relatively dry as you can get and off that damn planet.”

Grabbing a tricorder from nearby he flipped it to scan and started checking her ribs for fractures, “From what Jaylah has said about how long she was down there not much of the wildlife was bad to eat.”

[thebookofsands]

Rhee’s anxiety eased a little at his touch. Leonard McCoy was the first person in a week whose contact was only kindness, and if she weren’t so tired, she would have broken down crying right then and there. 

“I’m a hell of a person, alright,” Rhee rasped, gaze averting from his. Now that she had reached her destination, the weight of her actions was starting to sink in. “I had some of that, too, but with no tools, it was hard to catch anything for the first two days, and after that, I had… competition.” 

Which she eliminated as she deemed necessary.

[notasomething]

"Hey...” Leonard says softly. He doesn’t know what she had to do to survive, but hearing Scotty’s story of encountering some of the rouges he’s sure it wasn’t easy. “I’m sure whatever you did was with reason.” He’d like to think she didn’t need to do anything.

The tricorder beeped as he moved it along her right side and Leo glanced down. A few small fractures in two of her ribs, painful and partially healed which would make things difficult. Comfortable in knowing that there was nothing more major done to her abdomen he continued to her arm, confirming it was indeed just bruised.

Standing up but leaving an arm resting on Rhee’s uninjured arm he gives her a small smile. “You’ll survive for a while longer. Just a few fractured ribs and bruising to the arm as you’d thought.”

[notasomething]

“Always looking for new and interesting ways to get killed, huh?”

“Hey! Nearly dying wasn’t the plan. Jim just had to go and…” The rant was cut short by a brief wheezing stent and Leo shook his head, quickly abandoning the thought of getting of his rock just yet.

[notasomething]

As soon as they reached the rock Leo rested a hand on top of it and tried to lower himself to the ground. At her statement Leo shook his head, “Won’t do anything, ‘specially if it’s a fine fracture. Just grab the tricorder and see if you’ve got somethin’ we can make a wrap with in there. Let’s see what’s goin’ on and stabilize them first.”

[doctorblake]

“Let’s get you sitting first, though,” she suggested to start with, wrapping an arm just under his shoulder blades in an attempt to help steady him. “Then I will do whatever you tell me. But I want to make sure we at least do something to ease the pain.”

[notasomething]

“Stabilizing them’s gonna do a lot more for the pain at the moment then a damn hypospray.” Letting her assist his balance he slowly lowered himself, biting his lip against the pain. When he’s about half way to the ground he lets out a sharp his, crumpling forward in pain.

[notasomething]

Can’t Hold Steady Forever / open

[notasomething]

Realizing Jim would not take that as he’d intended Bones shook his head before leaning forward and resting his head against Jim’s shoulder.

“Jim, don’t.”

He knows exactly what Jim’s doing. Thinking it’s his fault Leo’s falling apart. Bones could always have said no, could have asked for a reassignment, could have dropped out after the first space experience at the academy when he went into a panic. But for some godforsaken reason he’d stayed and it wasn’t just Jim. It was a purpose, a security, a family that he’d nearly lost again.

“I joined Star Fleet to run away from somethin’ kid. Where the hell am I supposed to run now?”

[jimt-kirk]

Jim looked up in a desperate attempt to not cry. One of them falling apart was enough. He reached one arm around Leonard and pulled him protectively in a hug. This first day back on the Enterprise was not going how he thought it would.

Bones next words broke his heart more than Jim thought possible. Jim hugged him closer in a vain attempt to stop whatever was hurting his friend.

“Why do you always have to be running from something?” Jim’s words felt inadequate. He had never been good with words and even less so when it came to what really mattered, but Bones always seemed to just know what Jim meant. He hoped that stood true even now.

[notasomething]

Returning the hug Bones felt a small tear make it’s way out of his eye. He was always screwing up, moving from on disaster to another. What else was he supposed to do when his life feel apart other then go and start a new one?

“I’m just tired of my life goin’ down in flames Jim. I’ve lost too many people. It’s easier to build a new one then put ‘em out.”

[jimt-kirk]

Jim gaped at McCoy. He couldn’t seriously be doing this right now. If it was just space, he would have understood. Some things you just can’t deal with and if space was on of those for McCoy, Jim couldn’t do anything to stop it. But Jim felt a small twinge of anger underneath it all. McCoy couldn’t think that he was that disposable to them. That after everything, Jim wouldn’t be right next to Bones with a bucket of water and a bottle bourbon to put out the fire.

But he knew deep down that wasn’t the point. He had lost people too, and at his command, too. Jim knew the overwhelming feeling all too well. The need to just step away and take a break from it all. He would be lying if he had said that there weren’t nights after Altamid that he sat up considering turning in his resignation letter in the morning and leaving everyone he cared about. At least he knew they wouldn’t die at his hand. 

“Bones…” Jim didn’t even know where to begin. If his brain was swimming with emotion, he couldn’t imagine what Leonard felt like. He let his head hang for second before shaking it and plopping himself ungracefully next to Leonard. “Do you want to talk about it? I mean what this is really about?”

[notasomething]

Bones bites his tongue and closes his eyes. That was not... that was more then he’d wanted to admit. Taking a deep breath he looked away from Jim. Good things didn’t tend to last long for him, at least not in the last few major periods of his life. Granted everyone of those ended because of a shit show.

Letting out a soft sigh he shook his head, “I don’t know kid...”

That was the scary part. There was a long list of things that could have triggered this. Years of fighting to believe in himself again, years of trying to prove himself again, years of living in the dark with no escape. Instead he’s quivering with emotion and no easy way to explain why.

[withoutthepotatobrothers]

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Can’t Hold Steady Forever / open

[notasomething]

Bones relaxes slightly, glad that Jim at least tries to make him feel better. The last time he saw him they were running, trying to set everything right and save the station. Since then it’s been meetings and reports and stress.

He nods, shifting away from the wall and gripping Jim’s shoulder. “Temporary quarters and you’re already stashing drinks? You’re ahead of me on that one.”

They’re quarters, he’d almost forgotten they were for the both of them. The small amount of sleep he’d gotten was while Jim was gone right when they got to Yorktown. He’d been out here, willing to wait before heading back, just to hear the sounds of others. Not feel like he was the only person left alive.

As they start to move towards the quarters Bones lets out a soft “thanks.”

[boldlycaptainkirk]

“You had a lot on your mind. Plus the liquor store was having a sale.”

He managed to get two bottles of Bones favorite, replaced the bottle stolen from Chekov’s locker, as well as enough to replace their special liquor cabinet when they manage to get aboard the Enterprise once more.

“Family’s gotta stick together,” He murmurs in Bones ear as he slings an arm around the man to keep Bones steady, “Even in the face of a real shitty time.”

He keys in their room code and the door opens. Jim ushers his friend inside and locks the door behind him. Jim’s bed hasn’t been touched at all. The only change that shows that Jim has been in the room before, is a burnt and tattered duffel bag settled on one side of the room. It’s the one Jim doesn’t go anywhere without and is filled with the remains of everything he owns.

A nearly fixed medical tricorder has been set on Bones’ side table. Jim can’t quite get the screen to light up as bright, but he’s almost got it.

“I stopped by the docks last night to help with the recovery and to see how they were doing. Scotty and Keenser managed to get what’s left of the Enterprise over here in sections… They’ve been working with engineering to try and salvage everyone’s stuff. Man, you should have been there to see Spock’s face when they found his ka'athyra in one piece. I thought he was gonna start crying. They only just started so we’ll find the rest of your stuff soon. I’m gonna go back again tonight to help out.” 

[notasomething]

“And you haven’t?”

Walking into the room behind Jim Bones looks over in surprise when he sees the tricoder laying on the bedside. He’d heard about the recover efforts, had a seen a chunk of the Enterprise being brought in through the air locks when he ducked into the hospital earlier in the day. It’s small and it’s not even his per say but it’s part of a life that feels a million miles away.

Walking over he picks up the instrument, running his hands over the edges that were sure to have witnessed good times and bad. “Does it still work?” he asks, turning it over and examining the nicks and dings. 

Pausing when Jim’s words catch up to him Bones turns, threateningly gesturing the tricorder towards his friend. “No you are not kid. I don’t care how much you think finding your crews things will help us all through this. You’re not damn invincible. As you’re doctor and you’re friend I can’t let you go out there without at least one nights sleep, good or not.”

[notasomething]

"C-Can I stay with you tonight?"

Bones glanced up in surprise at the question. Not that Jim had found out which temporary quarters where his, he was the captain and Jim. More he was surprised Jim was still awake.

“Sure thing kid,” Bones definitely wouldn’t complain about not being alone, “You doin’ alright?”

[the-charming-captain]

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 “I thought so yeah. I mean I wasnt the only one who just went through hell Bones.” Goddamn, did McCoy ever sleep? He sighed, cuddling up against the other tiredly. 

 “M’so tired but…m’afraid I’ll dream again.”

[notasomething]

“I get it kid.” Bones pauses, hit by the stark realization that Jim nearly lost his whole crew. Probably thought he was the lone survivor. “You’re welcome to sleep here, but I was gonna find a holovid to watch. Doubt I’m gonna get any sleep tonight.”

[the-charming-captain]

 “I keep almost loosing you and my family.” Jim whispered, ignoring the feel or tears in his bright blue eyes. “Each time too close…Wh-What if I mess up too badly. What if I-…I don’t get a second chance Bones…” Jim shuddered,, his hold on Bones tightening.

[notasomething]

“Hey, don’t talk like that kid. It’s not gonna be you’re fault if any of us lose each other. Everyone does their best, and dammit kid you do your best every second.”

[notasomething]

[ @jimt-kirk and @boldlycaptainkirk are we all just lurking doing angsty threads?]

[jimt-kirk]

literally couldn’t wait to get home to reply lol

[notasomething]

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[notasomething]

[Alright, time to go to a friends wedding. I’ll be back later today. Thanks for the angst folks :D]

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Can’t Hold Steady Forever / open

[notasomething]

Realizing Jim would not take that as he’d intended Bones shook his head before leaning forward and resting his head against Jim’s shoulder.

“Jim, don’t.”

He knows exactly what Jim’s doing. Thinking it’s his fault Leo’s falling apart. Bones could always have said no, could have asked for a reassignment, could have dropped out after the first space experience at the academy when he went into a panic. But for some godforsaken reason he’d stayed and it wasn’t just Jim. It was a purpose, a security, a family that he’d nearly lost again.

“I joined Star Fleet to run away from somethin’ kid. Where the hell am I supposed to run now?”

[jimt-kirk]

Jim looked up in a desperate attempt to not cry. One of them falling apart was enough. He reached one arm around Leonard and pulled him protectively in a hug. This first day back on the Enterprise was not going how he thought it would.

Bones next words broke his heart more than Jim thought possible. Jim hugged him closer in a vain attempt to stop whatever was hurting his friend.

“Why do you always have to be running from something?” Jim’s words felt inadequate. He had never been good with words and even less so when it came to what really mattered, but Bones always seemed to just know what Jim meant. He hoped that stood true even now.

[notasomething]

Returning the hug Bones felt a small tear make it’s way out of his eye. He was always screwing up, moving from on disaster to another. What else was he supposed to do when his life feel apart other then go and start a new one?

“I’m just tired of my life goin’ down in flames Jim. I’ve lost too many people. It’s easier to build a new one then put ‘em out.”

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[boldlycaptainkirk]

{ It’s how I spend my sundays XD }

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[It's a good way to spend our time :D]

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