#uhcra

“I always knew you cheated to get me out of my office and into your arms.”

“I always think my favorite Medical staff member is charming.”

“You know just what to say to make me blush.“

@uhcra!

They hadn’t been expecting any sort of interference, there weren’t any hostiles reported locally. It was just a small rogue ship, out of control and spinning into the Enterprise before they had time to notice and react.

No, not they. He. Before Spock himself had noticed. The subsequent deaths would be his own fault, but that wasn’t something he could dwell on right now. Not on duty. That was something he’d come to terms with in his quarters, later, with a list of the dead and their files.

The damage control happened fast, and as soon as the Bridge crew were able to cope without him, Spock went directly to medbay. There were officers with shrapnel wounds, a few with minor scrapes. None of them were Nyota, and his frantic emotions must have been too clear because the medical staff looked at him with so much grief and something close to pity that he knew before asking that she hadn’t been found yet.

So Spock had left, changed route, and finds himself now locked out of her quarters. That’s no real worry, since he can override with a code, but it’s with shaking hands that he pushes the doors open faster than they go and rushes through, scared of what he might find as he starts to spot the blood trail to the bathroom.

She doesn’t look good, and the red tinted water pulls all the air out as Spock works on autopilot, muttering senselessly and lifting her with as little movement as he can manage. The medical kit is nearby – this isn’t the first time they’ve had to patch each other up in private – and Spock’s some way through closing her wound when Nyota regains awareness. He almost smiles, would if not for how much blood she’s lost, how much of it is completely on his hands, so he just keeps working, letting her weak grip find his arm without hindering him.

“You should have gone to medical,” she knows, she has to, but he still needs to tell her, even while tripping the line between authority and partner.

i am also a Train Wreck, if that makes you feel any better

uhcra replied to your post: This blog is a Certified Train Wreck

Because we love you and care about you and know you are more talented than Leonard’s legendary hands <3

fateprotected replied to your post: This blog is a Certified Train Wreck

bc ohana means family and family means no one gets left behind or whatever that quote is

@aviophobic @mintjulcp Yall hear that?  More talented than The Hands™.  And also apparently, stitch is involved somewhere.

"I've hurt people before, good people. I don't want to hurt you too..."

Chris looked up from his PADD, a bit bewildered by Uhura’s words. Setting the device aside, he gestured for her to have a seat. “No one is without their faults, Ny. Something bothering you?”