What it means to be Doctor McCoy; these are the ways

Emotions? What emotions?

Our scene panned over to two security officers sitting against a fence with their arms folded and in short sleeved variation of their security uniforms. And their pants were in their short khakis version. They were passed by several elderly Carto-Twoians who had their arms linked together while laughing. The air was calm and cool in the scenery. It felt more like a scenery on Earth than a alien planet than anything just with advanced humanoids who lived longer. There were benches set apart by miles along the beach front. There was some sighting of golf carts with four people sitting in it. Long socks and matching attire with their gear in the back held by the last member to the group. The beach could be seen with lapping waves and floatys about the scenery littering the sparkling surface.

"I can't believe we just made our chief engineer get some sleep on a bench," Jefferson said. Jenny looked over toward the resting,red head laid on his chest and his arms dangling to the side drolling.

"Not a surprise," Jenny said.

"Say," Jefferson said. "when is your sisters birthday?"

"September 16th," Jenny said. "she kept it relatively small. . "

"I am sorry about Commander Corbin," Jefferson said. "getting cut down like that. . . decapitated. . . with an axe," he shuddered. "like the headless horsemen."

"She has healed from that," Jenny said. "I am not sure about my sister and her long term fling on the other hand. . . That history professor is polite but the way he acts is like. . . fish out of water."

"Like a time traveler?" Jefferson asked.

"Precisely," Jenny said.

"It would be funny if that man was," Jefferson said.

"I hope not," Jenny said. "because there might be more to him than meets the eye and he might be connected to something bigger."

"So what?" Jefferson asked. "She might enjoy it."

"Plausibly," Jenny said.

In a golden haze of light on the sidewalk appeared McCoy Prime from across the two security officers within a wheelchair.

McCoy Prime recognized the second man as a individual who they would lose in exactly three days from another away mission.

Mainly due to a double stroke that occurred during bowling hour aboard the Enterprise.

McCoy Prime remembered that very well as he was bowling with the Vulcan.

The older man didn't live long after the third in the night.

McCoy Prime wheeled his way over toward them in a clear line without traffic coming toward him. His hands grasped the sides of the wheels that felt cold and hard to the touch but flat enough to be rounded. He appeared to be the grumpiest man on Earth. His right eyebrow was twitching. He was no longer in patient uniform but in the new uniform consisting of a neck zipper at the back and the long pants that fit his figure. His sleeves had the rank of Lieutenant Commander that consisted of a golden band with another golden band resting above it. He remembered that instead of there being a second band that there were dotted golden shapes resting above it. Commanders had the two bands. Captains three bands lacking the golden shapes in the center in between them taking the place of the middle band.

The admiral saw the captain's uniform close up at the costume dispensary.

It made him want to rip his hair out at the incorrect rank left on the cuff to the sleeve.

But the good admiral shoved his anger down for another time, another place, and another life. Another time to complain.

"Ya know how difficult it is to avoid my counterpart's bondmate?" McCoy Prime asked. "more difficult than deliverin' a child!" he shook his hand. "I am not in the mood to meet him! Are they nuts?"

"But didn't you just leave--" Jefferson said.

"That was two hours ago," McCoy Prime said. "and I all ready gave directions of where to meet the world leaders," he wheeled past the three. "get Scotty up. We are goin' to tidy up this mess in a better way than we left it originally."

"What do you mean by previously?" Jefferson asked, as the two security officers lifted the Scotsman to his feet.

"This isn't the first time it has happened," was all the admiral could say, looking back toward him.

"Does the captain know?" Jenny asked.

"Know what we are dealin' with?" McCoy said. "Not at all," Jenny glared a questioning eyebrow back a him. "though junior is just startin' to get an idea of what it is goin' on here."

"I have a bad feeling about this," Jefferson said, as McCoy came to a stop holding his tbumb out.

McCoy looked over toward the older man with a oddly calmed, relaxed expression on his face.

It was one of quiet acceptance to what may happen as a consequence.

"Ya not the only one," McCoy remarked, as a single driving golf cart came to a stop.

"How may I help?" the golf cart driver asked.

"Ya can help by takin' us to the secured Veda RoboCare Center," McCoy Prime said.

". . Why go there?" the golf car driver asked, dumbfounded. "its boring there. Not remotely interesting."

"It is interestin' to me," McCoy Pripme said. p>

"As a security precaution, we must see the inside of the facility," Jenny said.

"Get in," the golf cart driver said.

McCoy hopped into the passenger side of the vehicle while the two lifted Scotty into the back.

The two security officers closed the portable chair then placed along Scotty. McCoy Prime took out a pill that appeared to be a shade of green handing it to the dark woman. It was shaped much like a heart with two indents at the back with a serial code alongside it. She recognized the lettering to a brand that treated hangovers quickly. It was a remedy used for people over the age of twenty-five who used the pill when it came to important events that would come up the following morning and they had to be as professional as possible. Normally it took just ten minutes to take effect and repair the damage that the alcohol had done. The buildings were designed differently from the ones on Earth that were designed like a footstool with a building on top that had different structures to it spreading out almost in the shape of an 'E' and several battery shaped elevators seen along the structures lower part.

Jenny slipped the pill into Scotty's mouth and waited.

"Do you know the facility?" Jefferson asked.

"Of course I do," McCoy said, then he added, "vaguely," he looked toward the two security officers. "it has been a lon' time since I been there."

"Are you Doctor McCoy's uncle?" Jefferson asked.

"Ya can say that but then I am not," McCoy Prime said. "I am his grandfather." That sounded like a great lie.

"Okay,"Jefferson said.

"I thought his grandfather died," Jenny said. "I checked everyone's files. TJ was a very old man cut down by old age."

"Lon' lost grandfather," McCoy Prime corrected himself. "Great uncle, actually, lon' lost one livin' among some Romulans who needed a doctor. Been off the grid for a lon' time."

"That certainly explains it," Jenny said.

"Mmhmm," Scotty groaned.

"How many of the machines do we need to expect?" Jefferson asked.

"Over nine thousand," their eyes widened. "jokin'," the look of shock turned into glares that the doctor was not bothered by. "Over sixty."

"Where do we fire?" Jenny asked.

"Just to be certain," Jefferson said.

"The cameras," McCoy Prime said. "they'll bump into each other and read the other as threats that need to be killed. That will take care of any watchful machines stalkin' us," the admiral added with confidence. "and hopefully no one is goin' to die!"

"I am willing to bet on that," Jenny said.

Jefferson looked at the woman in horror.

"I rather bet on racin' horses than lives," McCoy Prime said.