{Star Trek One-Shots}

Hold On (Bones McCoy x Reader)

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Leonard had warned you. He told you he had a bad feeling about the away mission. He told you it was a bad idea, but you went anyway and now you were paying the price.

You were the only one to survive the malfunction. You were the engineer, designated to keep the shuttle up and running while the science officers recorded their data, but an Ensign you didn't know the name of had screwed with some wiring and everything was fried. Everything, including the Ensign, and every other officer aboard the vessel. The only reason you survived was because you were conveniently working in the back rubber-sealed room of the shuttle.

"[y/l/n] to Enterprise!" you shouted into the receiver, frantically trying to steer the shuttle as it plummeted through the atmosphere of Mantilles. "Goddamnit, pick up."

"[y/n]? What's wrong?" Jim's voice came in static and you nearly collapsed in relief.

"Jim, something fried and killed the whole crew. Engines are gone. I'm going down- ugh!"

The shuttle lurched violently as you re-entered the atmosphere, feeling your ears pop and the cabin's temperature start to rise. You waited until the hot brightness of the flames and the rushing in your ears died away before opening your eyes again.

The comm reconnected to the Enterprise and you could hear Leonard trying to reach you from the other side.

"[y/n]! [y/n], can you hear me?"

"Yes!" you called back, hands flying over the control panel as alarms started blaring. "Shit!"

"[y/n]-"

"Beam me out!" you shouted, panic rising in your chest. "Beam me out! 1,000 meters from the surface!"

Your breathing got faster as you tried in vain to do something, anything to stop the shuttle from falling so quickly.

"Jim, please!" you heard Leonard begging on the line. "Somebody, please do something!"

"500 meters!"

"I'm trying but there's something wrong with the shuttle's hull, I can't get a lock on her!" you heard someone yell.

"200 meters," adrenaline mixed with fear shook your hands violently as the control panel flashed red in warning, the trees getting closer and closer. Your movement stopped slowly as defeat settled into your bones. "Leonard-"

"Don't you start," Leonard choked and you could tell he was trying not to cry.

"100 meters," you tried not to cry either, knowing all of the crew on the other end about to watch you die. You decided to go down honorably. "50 meters."

"35. 20. 15."

You could hear frantic yelling on the other end as the count dipped under 10 and the shuttle started hitting the trees. You quickly activated the safety belt, even though you knew it wouldn't do any good.

"Leonard-!"

~~~

Your line went dead.

Leonard was frozen. He didn't particularly know what he was supposed to do in this instance. He felt numb as he heard the static coming from your comm and the word TERMINATED taunting him from the screen displaying your zeroed-out vitals. A small part of him pointed out that the tech could be wrong and you weren't dead but he pushed it away. He knew that it was over.

When he finally noticed how the bridge had fallen silent besides the klaxon sounding quietly in the background and the computer repeating 'warning' in a steady rhythm from his medical station, he tore his eyes from the screen and looked around. Uhura was crying, Jim looked like Captain Pike had died in front of him al over again, Spock was holding Uhura, turned away from the rest of the crew, Sulu's face was paused in an expression of horror, Chekov's head was in his hands, and everyone else didn't seem to understand what had just happened.