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Star Wars + Favorite Platonic Relationship (Requested by @scandor and @jiimothy)

I’M LOOKING FOR NEW BLOGS TO FOLLOW SINCE MY DASH IS KIND OF DEAD!! Reblog this post and spread the word pls, i'll check out every blog!! :)

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Something is wrong with Bones when they beam back up to the Enterprise after a mission. Prior to Scotty beaming them up, Leonard was ranting to Jim and Spock alike about how the lack of their planning ahead is going to get one of them (”Probably myself,” Leonard argued at that) killed. Spock calmly argued back that if anyone here was unplanned, it’d be their highly sensitive doctor. Though he had a point with Jim.

Beaming back on the ship, though, Bones is instantly different. “Better luck next time,” he says, and then he leans in to kiss Spock. Just like that. Spock is so stunned at that, he just stands there for seconds after Bones walks back to the medbay. “What was that?” Jim asks, both curiously and shocked at the same time. “I have no idea,” Spock replies.

Spock decides to ignore it for now, and instead, he decides to go back to the Bridge. For the first time in a while, though, he actually struggles to focus on his job, and although no one notices he gets only 95% of his workload done instead of the usual, Spock gets increasingly frustrated over it. "Hey,“ Jim says, so suddenly that Spock nearly jumps, and when he turns around the other eyes him suspiciously, “you okay?” “Yes,” Spock replies, “just fine.” “Okay, well anyway, I just received a report from medbay about ensign Johnson dying.” “Dying? He wasn’t even on the ground with us.” “I know,” Jim says, “can you check it out?“ 

“Doctor McCoy?” Spock asks when he makes it to the med bay. “What’s up, darlin?” Bones asks, and Spock raises an eyebrow. “I’m just here to discuss the status  of ensign Johnson.” “Oh, he’s dead,” Bones replies. “I don’t understand,” Spock replies, and Bones frowns. “Are you not feeling okay? You would never admit you don’t understand something,” Bones says, and Spock frowns a little when Bones leans in to cup his cheeks. “Why are you-” Spock starts, though cut off when Bones just leans in again to press another gentle kiss to his lips. “Leonard,” Spock breathes when he leans away, “have you lost your mind?” Instantly, Bones tenses, and that feels more like his old doctor, anyway. “Excuse me?” “You’re not you,” Spock replies, “you’re unaffected by the sudden death of a crewman, you’re not going out of your way to argue, and you just kissed me. Twice.” “What are you talking about?” Bones asks, “have you just forgotten the last 6 months of your life? Let me run a full diagnostics check on you,” he says, and Spock lets himself be sat down on one of the beds while a worried Bones checks him out. Fascinating.

“So there was a transporter malfunction,” Scotty tells Jim and Spock after they go investigate. “Of course,” Jim says, “when isn’t there one.” “You try and work these transporters if you think it’s so easy, Captain,” Scotty replies, “anyway, according to my calculations, it seems as though this Enterprise beamed up the three of you simultaneously with a different existing version of you in a different universe. Your particles got mixed up, and I picked up Doctor McCoy from that alternate universe.” “Fascinating,” Spock replies. “Wait,” Jim says, “you’re telling me there’s a universe where Bones is in a generally good mood? Can we keep this one?” “No,” Scotty replies (very much ignoring Jim’s: “I was kidding!”), “we are not supposed to be in each other’s universes. If we can’t get McCoy back, both he and the McCoy we have here will simply cease to exist.”

When they explain the problem to Bones, or Bones-2 (or Not-Bones, as Jim calls him), it suddenly makes much more sense to the doctor. "Oh, are you saying in this universe you and I are not together?” “Yes,” Spock says. “That explains the look on your face,” Bones says. “Why are you so happy?” Jim asks, and Bones slowly narrows his eyes a little, in a way that reminds Spock about the Bones he cares so much for. “Unless you want a hypo in the neck,” Bones says, “I suggest you shut up now.”

They find the solution basically on dumb luck. Scotty suggests that, considering the events on both timelines are more or less the same, so should their interactions be. So they would know their Bones isn’t the Bones they know and love, and so all they have to do is beam each other up again at the exact same time. It sounds too stupid to work, but for some reason; it does. Spock knows instantly when Bones is beamed back aboard the ship that this is their own. Jim knows, too. "Bones! How was the other dimension?” he asks. “Very organized,” Bones replies, “and you- a very mature captain. Miss him already.” “Rude,” Jim replies, patting Bones’ shoulder, and then he’s off to record the events in his log.