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“There is an emergency, please report to my quarters! Spock, Doctor McCoy!”
Kirk voice boomed over the ship wide communication system.
“Out of my way!”
Spock was rushing through the crowded corridor as soon as he heard It.
Just at the same time, McCoy was rushing through from the other direction. The two colliding into each other as they were running, trying to avoid the other crew members there.
“Ouch!”
“Look out Doctor!”
They bumped heads, rubbing them in pain before rushing towards Kirk’s quarters.
“Whats the emergency, Jim?”
Bones had his med-kit while Spock had his scanner.
Alas, there Kirk was, splayed on his bed, with his shirt ripped half off. Ready, willing and waiting.
“A little help?” Kirk sounded serious in his coyness.
McCoy and Spock simply raising their brows, before diving in.