Spock tried, too

Right

Supposedly Spock wouldn't complete kolinahr in the next few days. McCoy was sure that the only way to snap Spock out of it was being the sly little shit that made him the best doctor in the galaxy. McCoy was aboard the small starship that he and his acquaintance of a year had acquired. This was one of a kind starship. It had taken him over three weeks to properly learn how to fly it and use its defenses. His co-pilot was a Andorian/Human hybrid by the name Jake Mallard. Mallard was sipping through a straw finishing a drink he had. McCoy looked over toward Mallard.

"When did you get that?" McCoy finally asked.

"At Andoria when we stopped there." Mallard said.

"That was two days ago." McCoy said.

"I kept this refridgerated while you don't with your beverage." Mallard said.

"It's supposed to be cold." McCoy said. "And Mallard,I am making this offer for the last time. You can get out while you still can."

"Then who is going to make sure you get beamed out in time in the transporter if I am not here?" Mallard pointed over his shoulder. "You need some time saving and you won't admit not even to someone interested in helping people." He leaned into the chair. "Are we going on a star fleet mission?"

"Not exactly." McCoy said.

"You shaved your beard." Mallard said.

"So?" McCoy said.

"You returned and you are going on a reckless mission for Star Fleet." Mallard said.

McCoy frowned, feeling insulted.

"No,and my stubble is goin' to be back in a few days," McCoy said. "I did it to be presentable when meeting with Ambassador Sarek." He glanced over toward the stunned Andorian. "Being affiliated with the Ambassadors son comes with its perks."

"You and Mister Spock?" Mallard asked.

"Colleagues." Which could become something more, McCoy thought, but I doubt it. Doubt because: why would Spock want to elope with someone who overwhelmed him emotionally? The blame wen to McCoy. His feelings were so great that it drove Spock to the point that it sent him straight to Kolinahr.

"I did not know you were connected with the Commander that way." Mallard said

"It's nothin' that you are thinking of." McCoy said.

"How can I be relieved when I have known you to be connected to all sorts of people under various excuses?" Mallard asked.

"T'Shat was a different scenario!" McCoy said. "And for crying out loud, it wasn't what you think it was!" He shook his hand. "I had to help her with deliverin' her triplets. In a cave. Now, I can't imagine why you think a parental relationship with three Vulcanian children is so bad. I don't understand why you think I have a relationship with every patient who comes into my care."

"Because they act that way." Mallard said.

"You haven't been watchin' or seein' much social interaction since bein' raised in a science laboratory. The only relationship you have seen grown was between scientists test your social knowledge." McCoy said. "Honestly, Mallard, why did I have to be the one to save your little ass from your own inflicted disease? Oh right, T'Shat." McCoy's mental shield fell down where he expelled a flare of anger then he sent the mental shield back up. "We are colleagues."

"Riiiight." Mallard said.

"Besides, the last one I had. . ." McCoy cringed. "Jocelyn and I are still friends but sometimes a man just needs a break from bein' in a relationship after a bitter divorce." McCoy sighed. "Or getting into one a few years afterwards." He looked over toward Mallard. "The other one, well, that doesn't count. I only did it so I wouldn't be alone when I died and someone to take care of me. Much as I regret that decision."