Chapter 3

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Bones's POV

How exactly did I get stuck teaching a class? This is freaking wonderful.

  Due to me being a senior medical officer, I have been... voluntold... to teach a medical training course for an hour after lunch. I have a million other problems to deal with in Sick Bay, but here I am waiting on my class to come into a classroom. I haven't even looked at my roster yet. Course, I only know like two cadets... and there ain't no way that Jim Kirk is gonna be in a medical class.

  I start to watch the cadets trickle in. I don't recognize any of them... until I see a dark haired girl with hazel eyes walk in... fiddling with her uniform of course. She despises the fact that it's a dress, but she's willing to wear it at least.

  "Hannah," I say as she passing me.

  She jumps and gives me a confused look. She didn't know I was teaching a class, and I didn't know she was in the class.

  "Quit messin' with that dress," I tell her.

  "Since when are you teaching a class?" She asks.

  "Apparently since right now," I tease her a little. "This ought to be fun."

  "Oh I'm sure," she says only somewhat sarcastically. She snickering a little. I can tell she thinks this is hilarious. I'm just relieved that I'll have someone that at least somewhat has a clue what their doing.

  I instruct the class to take their seats. All of them do so, and I introduce myself. The second "McCoy" leaves my lips, everyone turns to look at Hannah. She gives a nervous smile.

  "Yes," I tell them. "That's my youngin'. Now, moving on."

  The class goes fairly smoothly. It was pretty much just an introduction today. Any question I asked Hannah typically answered. Only a few others spoke up to answer.

  This could be a very long semester...

  But having Hannah in there will make it easier. Any extra time I get to spend with her is worth it. Plus, she's watched me do my job for years. It also helps that she knows how everything operates in Sick Bay. That'll make the second half of this class much easier. The cadets will shadow a doctor, and I'm fairly certain I can get it to where she'll shadow me.

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