Dec 8, 2024
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afternoon chatter
another velvet goldmine dvd menu ☆
They're just the cutest
Consider with me for a moment an AU:
l. Leonard McCoy was one of several doctors pulled from bases outside San Fran to go on the Tarsus IV rescue mission.
l. (He kicks in Pike’s door demanding what the heck he thinks he’s doing recommending him for a mission like this, he’s fresh out of the Academy, he’s supposed to be a Earth based doctor, that was the agreement. Pike reminds him that he was top of his Psych class and he did exceptionally well working with trauma patients during his residency and that’s exactly the sort of doctors they need for this mission.)
l. So off he goes thinking he’s completely unprepared for any of this, and when they touch down he finds out that no one was prepared for any of this.
l. He’s just about ready to report to the CMO heading up the operation when he sees couple of red shirts wrestling with scrawny kid that couldn’t possibly be more than maybe fifteen and any thought of chain of command is gone.
l. He marches over and demands for the kid to be let go, there’s an argument and complaints of being bite, but as far as Leonard is concerned, he deserved to get bit, and finally they let the kid go.
l. Len catches him before he can bolt again, but he doesn’t try to restrain him, he just keeps him blocked off till he can get kid calmed down and talking.
l. His name is Tom.
l. “Can you tell me why you keep tryin’a take off, Tom?”
l. “JT’s still out there!”
l. That’s all Len needs to here before he’s running after this kid, hoping it’s not to late to get to Tom’s friend.
l. They get to a cave and Tom asks him to wait outside. Len doesn’t like it, but he agrees, the last thing he wants to do is make this kid more nervous. He’s trying to build up some trust with him and that goes both ways.
l. He can hear two quiet voices arguing and after a minute another kid comes out.
l. He’s maybe a year older than Tom and if Tom was scrawny then this kid was flat out emaciated.
l. “I’m JT,” he says with a faux confidence that might have been believable if he wasn’t trembling so badly. “Tom says your with Starfleet and that you’re hear to take us back to earth.”
l. “That’s right. I’m Doctor Leonard McCoy, I serve in a base in Atlanta, Georgia back on earth.” Len keeps a professional tone, trying to let JT lead the conversation in hopes of getting him to come back to base.
l. “Do you have any identification?”
l. And Len obliges him.
l. JT stares at is, gnawing anxiously on his lower lip, conflict clear on his face.
l. And Len takes a risk. “Kid,” he says gently, “I just wanna help you and your friend get home.”
l. “What about Kodos?”
l. “I heard they found a body. I don’t know if they’ve confirmed the identity, but there was a body where he was last known to be,” Len answers honestly, still not sure if the kid trusts him, but hoping he will.
l. “Wait here.” JT goes back in the cave and comes out with eight other children, Tom among them, none of them older than JT, and the youngest maybe four, he carries on his hip.
l. Len guides them back to camp, JT keeps a watchful eye the whole time.
l. Everyone is immediately on them when they get, a few of the kids go running to adults they recognize, and when someone rushes at JT and the kid pulls the younger boy closer to him with a warning snarl Len jumps in, standing between the officer and JT.
l. Len diffuses yet another confrontation and begins wondering when he became a negotiator. He has no idea what he’s doing. He’s a doctor for crying out loud!
l. Fast forward a bit and literally no one can keep a handle on JT, except for Len who seems to be the only person who understands that this is a scared kid and not a feral cat.
Where's your message for me, Jo? Sent my flare up hours ago. Call me back and pick me up. Take the pain and break it off, break it off.
You got big ears