Almost Like The Day Before
Acidqueen < a.q @ gmx.de
>
Series: TOS
Codes: K/Mc,
m/m (Pike/Boyce)
Rating: R
Summary:
Kirk and McCoy learn something unexpected about their predecessors onboard the
Enterprise.
Author's Note: Written for the second round of the KirkMcCoyFest. The challenge was: "Kirk and McCoy meet another Star Trek couple who are in bed together and allow their own feelings to be revealed." I took a certain artistic freedom with it. This is a stand-alone story.
Disclaimer:
Paramount/Viacom owns Star Trek, I own my brain. No infringement is intended,
and no money is being made.
Archive:
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please.
Acknowledgement:
Thanks to JB and Farfalla for beta'ing! All remaining errors are mine.
== Personal Log, Captain Kirk ==
I've wondered for a while why Spock had felt so
obliged to Pike as to risk his - and
partly even my – career, and did some research on Pike's…hmmm…private life.
Usually, when the ship gets a new captain, all files of the old one are erased.
But often, something is left somewhere, and so I set course to find it. I'm
only A3, but Pike didn't rate much better.
And I found something unexpected. Really
unexpected. It's only a voice recording, but it's _very_ private. Can't quite
believe that he forgot something important like that…could've compromised his
whole career in the 'Fleet.
It's Pike and Boyce on the recording. First
they talk a bit, then there's the sound of clothes and more muffled voices...ending
with very unequivocal sounds. A part of me can't quite believe it. Pike loved
women - even had a reputation among his colleagues for having a fetish for
Orions. And Boyce...I don't want to imagine Boyce in anyone's bed. He's thirty
years older than Pike...it's weirder than if I went to bed with Bones...damn,
where did that thought come from? Bones and I...no, not really. That's not his
style. And not mine, either.
I better delete the recording, before someone
else finds it.
== Personal Log, Dr. McCoy ==
I didn't have much to do with Dr. Boyce, the
former CMO of the Enterprise. Not until that business with Spock abducting Pike
and bringing him to the Talosians. I met Boyce by chance in a bar one evening
during that court martial, and he was a bit drunk and a bit too friendly for my
taste. And worst, he was too talkative and told me a teary story about Pike and
him, about comforting each other when things got rough.
I wasn't at my best at that time and just
dismissed what he said. Pike was as straight as they come, and Boyce…uhm, I don't
want to imagine Boyce in bed with anyone.
But it kept nagging. I'm wondering if Jim...
No. He wouldn't. Not Jim. I mean, it's not as
if he didn't have enough fun, even with his rule of not getting involved with
anyone of his crew…see, Len, you just found the best reason for forgetting
about this.
And besides, a doctor doesn't get involved with
his patients. That's what I said to Boyce, too. It's unprofessional, and I'm a
lot of things, but never unprofessional. Boyce mumbled something about male
companionship, but I'm damn wary if it means going to bed with said companion.
Yes, damn wary.
== Personal Log, Captain Kirk ==
I'm tired tonight. Stressed, too. And find that
I can't talk to Spock like I did before his coup. It's not that I don't trust
him anymore...well. Maybe I don't trust him as much as I did before. I've never
had such a stunt pulled on me, and hopefully I'll never have again.
I've read Admiral Nelson's bio for a while, but
my head's beginning to hurt. I could sleep, but somehow, I'm not that tired.
I've listened to the recording again, thinking
about the two. Pike was a great captain with a good and loyal crew - and a very
private man with a very tight reign on his feelings. It's very hard to see him
relaxing with Boyce. What did he find there that he didn't get somewhere else?
Alright, there are moments where I feel like
needing someone, but not like this...or I wouldn't hang around with Spock that
much.
Hmmm, maybe I hang around with Spock because
he's the safest person on board. A captain can't start something with a crew
member. It just never works out.
But Pike made it work. I wonder how...
Now I'm really tired. Good night, universe.
== Personal Log, Dr. McCoy ==
Jim came in for a drink tonight, and I could
tell from his face that he badly needed to talk. We sat for a while, the drinks
only half-emptied...sometimes they're just a nice, manly excuse for sharing an
evening.
I've known him for some years...and he's the
only one who was ever allowed to use a nickname with me. He can be quite persistent...and
maybe I was a bit flattered that he invented one for me, because he didn't do
it for anyone else either...
Oh come on, Len, you're not one of the babes that
drool over the Captain, are you? You've seen his body naked often enough, when
patching him up. And it didn't do a thing for you. Granted, he's nicely build
and well-trained, no matter his small tendency to chubbiness…
I feel like having a drink for real now. And
why am I recording such a totally pointless entry? Should delete it.
Or not.
== Personal Log, Captain Kirk ==
Will delete the recording, at last. Heaven
knows why I had it for so long. Bones is hanging around with Barrows, and they
make a nice pair. I'm really glad. Between Spock and me, things are going
better again, too. Lost two games of chess last night, but felt like cheering
nevertheless.
I think I'm envious. Of Bones, that is. For
once, I feel a bit left out from his life. Funny, because I hadn't realized
that I was in it in the first place.
This recording…somehow it changed my perception
of him. I never looked at him from a…hmm…an erotic point of view. He's awfully
slim, but agile, moving with a grace that isn't easily detected in his usual
lax stance. He's spending lots of time in sickbay with research, almost as bad
as Spock sometimes. But god help me if I told him to stop working overtime…
I'd like to have a drink with him tonight, but
all I could reach lately was his automatic scheduler.
Maybe I should sign up for my quarterly. Would
give him the creeps if I came without him raising heaven and hell…ah well,
would serve him right.
== Personal Log, Dr. McCoy ==
I've always known that the Enterprise was just
a short station for Tonia, and that she'd move along, but it hurts anyway.
Didn't know the ship could feel so awfully empty.
Will take some time to adjust.
I met Jim in the mess today, and he looked
almost bewildered when I sat down on his table. Guess I didn't spend enough
time with him lately. Which was stupid. My life is just my life, but Jim's
well-being influences everyone on board. Have to care more for him in the
future…
== Personal Log, Captain Kirk ==
I thought I'd lost him. He looked at me and
didn't have a clue who I was. The Archons had done a thorough job with their
brainwashing.
I shook him. I talked to him. A part of me
wanted to slap him hard. Another wanted to kiss him.
He's alright now. He just can't remember what I
said.
But I remember him...
Damn. I'm losing my grip on what's important.
The ship, the crew. Every one of them. I would've felt like this for anyone.
No, I didn't. I was concerned when we beamed up
Sulu, but I was…devastated when they brought Bones in. But I pushed it away,
because mourning doesn't help and there's nothing like imminent danger to get
my little grey cells working and my adrenaline flowing.
So that's the way Pike handled it…?
== Personal Log, Dr. McCoy ==
I sit here, unable to cope with my guilt. I
know the full story about our little excursion into Earth's past, and…
Shit.
In essence, I killed Edith. Because I was too
stupid to handle the hypo with the Cordazine in the first place.
Shit.
I wish I could do something for Jim…he's not
well off either. But besides telling him to slap me hard and for a long time,
there's not much we could do for each other right now, being stuck in the same
guilt routine.
What would it do to us if we were lovers…?
Make it twice as worse, I bet.
== Personal Log, Captain Kirk ==
I can't believe it - it happened again. I'm
sick and tired of seeing Bones under some alien's control. I really wanted to
shout at Sylvia to keep her hands and thoughts to herself - but instead, I
kissed her, because I knew it was the way to get what I wanted.
I feel…dirty and…weird.
I can't comfort my best friend, if he's down,
but I can have sex with an alien woman any time, just to reach my goals?
I should rethink my habits. And gender
priorities.
== Personal Log, Dr. McCoy ==
I had to report it…and then I vanished into my
cabin, not able to bear Spock's visible guilt and Jim's concern. I'd tried to
push the Mirror Spock's action aside, but it didn't work out, and even a CMO
has moments where he has to pull himself off the roster and to admit that he
wasn't fully functional.
Like I wasn't today.
So I had too much time and retrieved some of Boyce's
reports from the databanks. Didn't know what I was expecting to find, because
of course there would be nothing in them. I concentrated on the reports from operation
where he'd worked on Pike - which sounded like all else - and wondered if I'd
be able to do it. First I thought no, but then...heck, how many months am I
already thinking of Jim more than I should, feeling much more concerned than
it's healthy for his physician anyway? If I could patch him up then, I could
patch him up any time.
I think.
He said he's going to come over after his
shift. And I'm looking forward…
== Personal Log, Captain Kirk ==
He doesn't like it, when I'm concerned. And so
I pretended I wasn't. But he didn't look good tonight…there was something
fragile about him that I haven't seen before. Spock has said it's been a kind
of a mind rape, and I get angry at yet another alien who…well. Even if it's
Spock mirror personality. Perhaps especially, because I should've protected Bones
more. Should've known it was a bad idea to let him help that Spock. But I
couldn't resist his plea…
Oh, Bones. I hugged you tonight a bit more than
I usually do, but didn't feel like pushing things, not with you just having had
to bear such an intrusion. But when you hugged me back…oh my. Guess I haven'
been touched by someone like that for a while. Caresses without second and
third layers, hidden agendas or upfront manipulations. I can't stand it
anymore. I'd rather hug you for a day than to jump in bed with…them.
Although I don't think I could stop at hugging
with you anymore.
== Personal Log, Dr. McCoy ==
It happened.
How could it happen? One second we were sitting
in my office, having a chill-out drink after shift, joking around…and a second
later we were kissing.
I'm getting hot all over just by thinking of
it.
And I still don't know how it could happen. I
mean…is that really us? Jim doesn't do things like that. He's not into men.
I was so sure of that.
We were both a bit speechless, but then Chapel
came in and there wasn't time for a talk anymore. Jim left, and I had to stay
for a little while longer.
I should call him right now.
== Personal Log, Captain Kirk ==
He's coming over. Can't quite believe that I'm as
nervous as some little school boy before his first date. He didn't say anything
about the kiss so far. He didn't pull away, sure, but I'm not sure if it's
something he would've really done on his own account.
Maybe it's just a stupid idea of mine.
Damn this recording. People are so different,
and there's no reason to think that Bones and I could have the same thing as
Pike and Boyce.
And he's so straight. Hell, Bones is the
inventor of straightness.
Alright, Jim, you thought that about Pike and Boyce,
too. And you still think it. Only that you've living proof of exactly how
straight they were…straight as a loop…and you don't know anything about Bones
here.
The door bell chimes. And I'm ready for a
shower, that much soaked with sweat is my shirt.
Well, maybe he'll shower with me.
== Personal Log, Captain Kirk ==
It's in the middle of the night, but I'm wide
awake.
And my brain's rotating.
And other parts are less rotating than standing
up straight again.
Yeah. Ramrod straight.
Good thing I didn't bet on Bones' straightness.
Would've been expensive.
He told me about his meeting with Boyce…I told
him about the recording. We sat down and listened to it…quite inspiring. We
weren't that fast with undressing, though. Took our time. But we weren't two
blushing virgins either, and that was maybe the best about it. There's a lot to
be said about…mutual comfort between adults…
I didn't imagine him feeling that good. His
hands are damn skilled. And he doesn't kiss badly, either.
And…hmmm…he doesn't fuck badly, either. And
then healed all the little ruptures that can happen in the heat of the action.
My ass was the only sacrificed virgin tonight. What a nice way to get deflowered…
Ah, I see he's waking up. I'm ready for more. I
bet he is too.
===
Epilogue:
The morning found them lying on their sides,
McCoy behind Kirk. His arm was entwined around Kirk's waistline, his groin
grounded against the neatest buttocks he'd ever seen on a man. With half-closed
eyes he stared at the shaven neck.
Hell of a moment to remember how deeply he
could feel. So much for professional distance.
A hand covered his and, if as having read his
thoughts, Kirk quietly said, "Starfleet doesn't want their captains to
have relationships like that. Because they might get less reckless…"
"Because they've got something to lose then,"
McCoy finished, knowing that unofficial line all too well.
"One day I might lose you, Bones. Or you
might lose me." There was an unspoken question in Jim's words, and McCoy
pondered it for a second. Then he said, "Would it have hurt less
yesterday?"
Kirk was silent for a second, too. Then he
rubbed along McCoy's hand with his fingertips. "No. But it won't ever stop
me doing whatever is necessary to ensure the safety of the ship…or the Federation."
"It won't stop me either. So I think we'll
manage just fine," McCoy said.
"Yes." Kirk kept stroking his
fingers. "How do you feel?"
"Great," McCoy said softly. "Much
more relaxed than I've felt for a while."
"Me too," Kirk agreed. "In a
way, little seems to have changed. But in another way…it's good to know there's
someone to go to…"
"Anytime, Jim," McCoy said, and
tightened his grip around Jim's chest.
They fell in silence and finally drifted into a
light sleep again, until the alarm woke them. Soon after each went to his duties
and, besides a hard-to-define, warm feeling and a few special, shared gazes
once in a while, it was almost like the day before…
***
134. Kirk and McCoy meet another Star Trek couple
who are in bed together and allow their own feelings to be revealed.