#entrmccoy

[entrspock-blog]

You are still doing this meme whether you want to or not. ✍ Susana and Bones ♥︎

YEAH !

[entrjude-blog]

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He's--a good boss. I mean, I'm glad I cussed him out. I'm glad I'm not fired. I think he has troubles of his own so he doesn't wanna help with mine, and I don't want him to. That's weird. You know he was gonna send me off to Spock that first time I talked to him? That was fucking weird. 

When it's not work, he can be pretty cool, that's what I'm saying. I mean, there's the--I don't know, the thing we're having, and I don't know how that's going to fit in with everything else. But it's good. He's good. 

[entrkirk-blog]

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Bones. Bones. God I love that guy, I'd spend more time in medbay if I had less shit to do and he stopped shooing me out. Or if I stay he'll keep telling me about how I gotta treat myself better, like, I'm tryin', I really am. I love him though. I mean, God, where'd I be if somebody else was my doctor? Well, dead. 

That's not funny. Sorry. 

[entrjocelyn]

"Well?"  "I don't know. You won't lay down or sit still for five minutes." 

"Fine. Lying down. Sitting still."  "Very good. That's better." 

"And we can do without the dramatic sighs."  "........" 

[entrjocelyn]

Jocelyn stood with her back pressed to the wall and her PADD clutched to her chest. She'd been standing there for the past five minutes and had yet to turn the corner and enter the room. Taking a deep breath she heaved a sigh and hung her head. This was ridiculous. She was acting like a teenage girl. At least, that's what she told herself. But it wasn't exactly easy to face someone you hadn't seen in almost 5 years. Especially when you hadn't exactly left on good terms. 

There was no avoiding her encounter with Leonard, and she had known that the moment she found out he was on the ship. Still, Jocelyn had assumed she had a bit more time to prepare herself, but fate had a funny way of ruining the best made plans and here she was assigned to work with him thanks to the whole cargo debacle. 

Pushing herself off the wall Jocelyn straightened her gold uniform and ran a hand over her hair. Swallowing hard and stealing herself, she turned the corner and allowed the doors to the med bay to slide open at her approach. Nodding to a nurse she grimaced as the antiseptic smell stung her nose. Her eyes fell on Leonard McCoy almost immediately. His back was to her but she knew him immediately. She wondered if he would look much older. She wondered if she looked much older? 

Opening her mouth, she felt her heart pounding in her chest, much too fast. What was she supposed to call him? Commander? Too formal. Leo? Too familiar. Leonard? Awkward. 

"Bones." She spoke clearly and waited for him to respond.