My Star Trek One-Shots

McCoy

Now you fucked up. You done fucked up bad. You pissed of Spock and he was mad. You didn't think you did anything wrong. But apparently, you did.

And now he was chasing you around the ship. Good thing you were fast, even faster than a Vulcan. But your legs were growing tired and your lungs felt like they were collapsing. And you had asthma.

You dashed through the crowds of people, heading for medbay while Spock was hot on your tail. You burst into medbay and dashed to McCoy. You dashed behind him, wheezing.

"Bones, inhaler, now," you wheezed.

"Damn y/n, I told not to run. Your asthma is really bad," Bones said.

"Don't you think I know?" You asked, wheezing more.

Bones had just forced an inhaler into your mouth when Spock burst into medbay. He noticed you, breathing in the inhaler. Bones took away the inhaler and checked you over.

"Don't do that again, ok? You could suffer from an asthma attack and we wouldn't want to do that now do we?" McCoy asked.

Spock stepped forward, speaking up, "I apologize for chasing after you, Ensign. I wasn't aware you had asthma."

"It's fine Spock. I'll be fine," you said.

Spock bowed his head and walked away. You turned back to McCoy.

"I want you to stop running unless you have to, ok? And always keep this inhaler on you at all times, ok?" McCoy said, handing you the inhaler.

You were about to walk off when McCoy grabbed your arm.

"Meet me at the observation deck at 1800 hours, ok?" McCoy asked.

"Ok. See you there. I'll bring the inhaler in case you take my breath away," you said, walking off.