Issues with Doctor’s Appointments
Fandom: Star Trek
Request by @koalawoman: “HEY its me again☺☺ could i request a bones x reader where reader is trying to escape a physical/medical exam and bones has the crew (uhura, spock, sulu etc) looking for her and it ends in fluff thanks for your time author-chan 😘😆😆” “For that bones fic just requested, can we have hugs and kisses???”
Words: 2,500+
Pairing/Characters: LeonardBonesMcCoyxReader, Jim Kirk, Uhura, Spock, Sulu, Scotty.
Warning: None? A few curses, fluff, some abandonment issues/angst with that.
Author’s Note: I went slightly overboard. This idea really reminded me of my mini Embarrassment series with Steve Rogers of course (link is to Part 1). That also might have affected how I wrote this. I hope you all like it. Bones was fun to write. I like imagining a soft, fluffy side to him only his S/O sees. Anyway, here we are.
If McCoy rolled his eyes any harder it was of his medical opinion that they would roll right out of his head, because this woman was ridiculous. Y/N Y/L/N could stand up to anyone, put her life on the line for the crew at any given moment, and never backed down from anything, well anything except for a doctor’s appointment.
He’d thought it was cute at first, his girlfriend being all nervous about something he viewed as so routine. But, after rescheduling and then just flat out not showing up, McCoy was genuinely concerned and annoyed. Mostly concerned, though the tone of his voice favored mostly annoyed as usual.
“Jim,” McCoy said, demanding full attention as he strode onto the bridge, “Is Y/N here? She didn’t show for her physical this morning.”
“Haven’t seen her,” Kirk replied, swiveling in his chair to face McCoy, “Trouble in paradise, Bones?”
There went another eye roll, riddled with unamusement. What a miracle those things remained in his head, especially with the way Kirk was smirking at him. “She hates doctors appointments, which is personal and something you don’t need to know about. But she has to have an exam, where is she?”
“Uhura?”
Uhura rose from her spot and strode over to the two men. “I haven’t seen her since last night. She had dinner with Spock and I.”
Spock inclined his head toward the group at the mention of his name. “Lieutenant Uhura is correct and Y/N did sign in this morning. But, it appears she is working remotely with her communicator off.”
“She came in early this morning, grabbed a few things and headed out,” Sulu chimed in from his spot without glancing their direction, “Said she had to run some tests.”
“Well, where’d she go?” McCoy repeated, mainly at Sulu who shrugged. “Okay. Let’s just get this over with. We have to find her. I’ll take her room and engineering. Uhura-”
“She might be on the recreational deck, I’ll look there,” she cut across the doctor, “And Spock-”
“Why not simply alert the crew to the situation, she will be found much faster,” the resident half-vulcan countered logically.
“Faster and much angrier, which I assure you, none of us wants,” McCoy returned, shaking his head just at the thought of how furious you’d be with him specifically…
Showing no signs of comprehension to that aspect of the situation, Spock quieted with an air of skepticality.
“The main decks might be a safe bet,” Kirk continued with Uhura’s previously interrupted suggestion.
“She could be in the lab too,” Uhura offered, a definitive determination in her voice.
“Okay, let’s find her, I have to talk to her…” McCoy grumbled, raking his hand across his face tiredly.
~
It was almost noon and you couldn’t have been more surprised you’d eluded capture until then. Only a matter of time until someone discovered you, probably to chew you out, if they were even looking for you. That possibility hadn’t occurred to you. Either way, knowing your boyfriend he’d be furious about how ridiculous you were being. It was just a doctor’s appointment after all. You’d had what seemed like thousands of them, and hated every single one. You kept telling yourself this, your anxiety and deep rooted instinct to run, was all about the appointment, it certainly had nothing to do with your boyfriend… Your boyfriend that happened to be very affectionate even though his personality didn’t tend to give off that cuddly vibe.
You’d only been with Leonard for a few months, though you’d known him for years, and the two of you had been taking things, well slowly. For some reason you couldn’t shake the feeling that it all was too good to be true anyway. The Leonard McCoy being with someone like you? It didn’t seem real. And the further and further you fell for him, an uneasy feeling followed suit, growing and growing… The more you loved him the worse it would hurt when he left, just like everyone else.
You surely weren’t dealing with it in the most mature way, but at the same time you just couldn’t bring yourself to make it to that doctor’s appointment. You just couldn’t face Leonard at the moment.
So, instead, you worked and forced all those jumbled worries out of your head. Only in short bursts though. You kept moving and finding other hiding spots, which led you to Scotty’s office of sorts in engineering just before lunchtime.
“Y/N, lassie, how are ya? And what are you doing down here in lil old engineering?” Scotty greeted you happily the moment he strode up to you.
You’d clearly stolen his chair and even had your feet up on the console, your own data pad over your lap. You smiled widely back. “Just thought I could use a change of scenery from the bridge, besides I missed you, Scotty!”
“Glad to hear it. Don’t see enough of you these days!” The scotsman went about his work around you, motioning for you to stay where you were despite your protests. He had his own data pad in hand, reading it and then what looked like inputting data into the console. “How’s everything up there? Oh, and your boyfriend, everyone’s favorite doctor?”
Internally, you cringed, and willed yourself to disappear. Alas, it did not work and you were forced to answer Scotty’s question. “The bridge is good… You know, nothing too exciting lately, or I’m sure you’d be having a ball dealing with Jim pushing our lovely ship to the limits.”
While you’d certainly given a tactful and happy response, Scotty noticed your aversion to his second question. After all, the man knew you well, you’d spent years on the ship with him, even working in engineering for a while. “And is Dr. McCoy pushing you to your limits?” He asked with piqued interest and no small amount of concern.
You opened your mouth and shut it again, unsure exactly how to respond… You hadn’t exactly spoken about your feelings with well anyone, that just so happened to be a least favorite pastime of yours.
“It so happens, I don’t kiss and tell, Scotty,” you finally responded, though slightly audibly strained. To conceal your vulnerability, you stood, giving him a wink, and left to find a new hiding spot.
“I’m here if you need, Y/N,” Scotty called after you, but made no attempt to follow your course.
~
“Hey there,” a calming voice greeted out of nowhere. You even squeaked, jumping a little in your makeshift seat. But, your initial shock didn’t fade as you knew you were caught, you wouldn’t be able to hide any longer now that she’d found you. A few people had to be looking for you at least. She wouldn’t have left the bridge during the day otherwise, let alone to ventured to the recreational decks.
“Hello…”
Uhura smiled and sat down on the floor next to you. “Where’ve you been today?”
“Around.”
“Avoiding your boyfriend you mean,” Uhura spoke straight to the point, not one to beat around the bush, “He says you hate doctor’s appointments, but there’s something more going on isn’t there?”
You looked away from her, hugging your data pad to your chest. Again, talking about feelings, yuck. “I do hate doctors appointments and I especially don’t want to have one today…” You swallowed, knowing fully well she’d continue to press until she knew everything.
“Any specific reason why?”
In refusal to answer, you remained silent, eyes trained on your feet alone. Detaching yourself was just so much easier than facing those deep, dark fears.
“Sweetheart,” she began and placed a gentle hand on your arm, “Did he do something? Do I need to throw him off the ship? You know I will.” Despite the softness in her voice, you knew her threats held weight with their own fierce undertones. The two of you had known each other for so long too, you were practically sisters, even went through the academy together.
You shook your head, letting your curled limbs fall against her. She took your head against her chest and calmly stroked your hair and shoulders, but didn’t press any further, knowing you’d speak once you found the words.
With a shaky breath, you finally spoke aloud what had been internally tormenting you for weeks. “It’s stupid… I know I’m being ridiculous, but… I just can’t go. If only he’d rescheduled it for tomorrow.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, he’s just going to leave me isn’t he, so I need to stop getting so attached-”
“Now, that’s insane. He adores you! You guys have known each other for so long, you’re just perfect together. We were all so glad when you two finally did something about it and stopped dancing around each other,” Uhura tried to assure you.
You pried yourself from her grasp and sat up, collecting your things. “No, it’s just too good to be true,” you insisted, shaking your head as you retreated within the walls of your heart that you’d built up over the years.
While she called after you, you didn’t stop and ran off to one of the less frequented turbo lifts to the labs, where you hoped you wouldn’t find Spock…
~
Luckily, you found no one else in the archives, quickly setting up shop on of the stations in the back, where you might be able to go unnoticed if someone so happened to enter.
Somehow, the person you least expected found you.
“Fancy meeting you here, Y/N,” none other than James T. Kirk drawled from just inside the doorway, “Come here often?”
“Only when I want to avoid you, Jim. You’ve found me out,” you relied sarcastically, making no move to collect your things.
He strolled over slowly, keeping his eyes intent on you, probably reading into your body language. “Aw, and why would you want to avoid me, princess?”
“Why wouldn’t I?”
“Because you love me, though not as much as you love Bones.”
You flinched at your boyfriend's nickname, refusing to meet the captain’s eyes as he finally stopped in front of you.
“It’s your anniversary today, isn’t it? Three months, nice little milestone…” He frowned at your continued silence, reevaluating the banter. The two of you normally went back and forth easily, happily, both feeding off the other’s witty remarks. Today he was met with different circumstances though. You clearly weren’t up for playing, and that definitely signaled that something was wrong, very wrong. “Y/N?”
Complying out of habit or professional duty, you glanced quickly up at his eyes and away once more.
“He’s worried about you, really worried… I think he even had a surprise planned for you this morning, the anniversary and all.”
You frowned and swallowed slowly. “He’s probably furious now.”
Kirk smiled a little at that. “He is, but more worried. I’m sure he’d love to talk about what’s wrong and fix it.”
With a shake of your head and a mumble, you finally clued Jim in, your oldest and best friend. “He can’t fix it. It’s me. I just can’t stop thinking he’s going to leave, like everyone else…”
He reached across the workstation and placed his large hand over you small one. “Hey, you can’t think like that… We’re so similar you know? We can’t let ourselves open up to people, it takes a long ass time and it scares the shit out of us. It’s just easier, not to mention safer, to be alone and shut yourself off. But, we can’t be alone forever, where’s the fun in that? Come on, look at me.”
When you finally brought your slightly teary eyes to his, he continued softly, “Leonard loves you and I know you love him. That should be all that matters. Besides, we’ll all beat the shit out of him if he hurts you.”
You finally smiled faintly, offering a slight chuckle at your captain’s words. “Okay, Jim,” you sniffed and he squeezed your hand, “Where is he?”
~
As you walked down the corridor to your quarters, you forced yourself to take deep breaths and focus on that feeling, not the distinct dread filling your gut. The closer you got to your room, the shakier you felt, and the tremors in your hands proved that. You’d never been so nervous about such a silly conversation.
Once you reached your door, you about turned around and bolted away; only Jim’s words kept your feet rooted to the floor. You had to do this. Then, as if fate had a hand in it all, your door wooshed open with Leonard standing right in front of you.
You must have looked grave, or paler than normal, because Leonard’s face immediately fell and he pulled you inside. “Oh, sweetheart, sit down, please. Are you alright?” He sat you down on your bed and kept trying to look you over before he sat down next to you.
“I’m fine,” you said with a deep sigh, which didn’t help your case at all. “Okay, fine, I’m not, Leonard,” you grumbled as he gave you his ‘I don’t believe you’ look.
“Then, tell me what’s wrong, please.” His eyes showed just how pleading his words were even if his voice didn’t. They glinted nervously, with his own tide of dread swimming around in them.
“I… I freaked out, okay? You know how hard it is for me to open up to people. It’s hard to put myself out there, and I’ve been scared that you’re going to leave me… You just matter so much to me, everyone always leaves, I can’t…”
Leonard waited patiently for you to say everything you wanted, and he took your hand the moment your voice broke the first time, squeezing it tightly with both of his as the tears pooled in your eyes.
“I know I’m being ridiculous, but with today as our anniversary. I couldn’t make the appointment.”
Without a word, several moments after you’d finished speaking, Leonard took your face gently in his hands and pressed his forehead against yours, his eyes falling shut. “I am never, never going to leave you, Y/N. I know we’ve only been dating technically for three months, but I can’t imagine my life without you after all these years that I’ve known you. I think I knew a while ago, you’re it for me. I love you so much. I’ll never love anyone like I love you. And that scares the shit out of me too, you’re not the only one. Believe me. I wouldn’t have it any other way though, so please don’t push me away.” His voice was gentler and sweeter than you’d ever heard it and that made your insides melt.
When he pulled away too look at you directly, verifying that he’d gotten through to you, you brought your lips to his without a moment of hesitation. He kissed back gratefully, wrapping his arms around you tightly.
“I don’t want to push you away. I’m sorry… I love you too,” you mumbled into his neck once you disconnected lips.
“And good lord woman, don’t scare me like that again,” he murmured sternly.
You laughed allowed unable to help yourself, which only made him grin, chuckling too, until he silenced you with a kiss. Were doctor’s appointments really something to be afraid of?
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