[Timeloop Day 2]

[leftwithmybones]

When he wakes, the sun is familiar, the chair is familiar, and his father is still alive. At first, McCoy feels nothing but relief at the situation because he thinks that it's solved, that he's done it. He thinks that right up until the minute that his chronometer beeps at him. He only glances at it momentarily to get the time, but it's the date that strikes him as more pertinent.

"Goddammit," he mutters. It has to be broken. He yanks it off his wrist, trying to fix it, trying to get the right date on. He'd gotten through the day, he'd let his father live, things should be different as they move on. He looks around, sees his father, sees Spock and Uhura and Jim and they're all in the damn same positions as they were yesterday.

Goddammit, he thinks as cold dread begins to permeate his whole body.

It's not the next day. It's the same as before and any minute now, the pleading is going to begin again. He can't do this, not again. Why the hell is he back here when he changed things, when he made it better?

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[and-prosper.livejournal.com]

On occasion, Jim Kirk proves to be much more apt than Spock generally gives him credit for. Spock has little to say regarding the highly personal nature of the events they find themselves entrenched in and no desire to bond with McCoy or anyone else over parental death, but the fact remains that none of them are unaware.

Having offered several options and therefore said his peace, he simply fastens his hands at the small of his back and regards McCoy with an expectantly arched eyebrow.

[leftwithmybones]

McCoy takes a deep breath and looks at the three of them in turns, but it's at Spock that his gaze lingers, a thought finally taking residence and he latched onto it, giving a nod. "Spock," he says, as if it's more of a conversation starter and less of anything else. "Spock can help with the cure. I only know bits and pieces, I avoided the thing like a goddamn plague. It taunted me, what with showing up so closely after I ended things."

[fear-no-words.livejournal.com]

"Good!" Uhura said, jumping on the first positive opportunity they had. It wouldn't have been her first choice, having this McCoy and Spock work together on something like this, but it was the most logical. You had to give it that.

"Maybe if you two work together, we can figure this thing out." She didn't bother asking what she was supposed to do in the meanwhile, or even Kirk. For one, she didn't especially want to give McCoy an opportunity to order her around again. For another, the suspicion still lingered that this wasn't something McCoy could fix; Uhura wanted to spend some time with the elder McCoy, if she could and he didn't mind the company.

[youwereameteor.livejournal.com]

"Exactly."

Jim folds his arms, nodding; it feels like they're making some progress, which isn't easy in this situation, but he'll take anything that he can get. It's intensely frustrating to not be able to see the way to fix this for everybody involved. He's not unaware of the amount of hubris in that.

"You and Spock work on the cure. Me and Uhura. We can stay with your Dad. Keep him company."

[and-prosper.livejournal.com]

The corners of Spock's mouth twitch almost imperceptibly down, and he affords Jim a stony look before sliding his gaze smoothly back to McCoy. "I will certainly assist you in whatever manner is within my power," he calmly answers. Logical or not, he doesn't particularly relish the idea of being solely responsible for a Leonard McCoy proving himself to be even less sensible than normal.

[leftwithmybones]

"I'm going to need to try and pull it all from memory," McCoy admits, though he's left with the uneasy thought of staring at Jim and Uhura, not knowing how he feels about the two of them staying with his father. "Just..." he takes a deep breath and calms himself down. "Whatever he says," he finally gets out. "Please take it with a grain of salt."

[fear-no-words.livejournal.com]

An eyebrow twitched upwards, but she pursed her lips and held back whatever comment she might have been thinking of. They had McCoy on task; they were taking productive steps. She wasn't going to ruin that by riling him.

"We'll just sit with him a while," she reassured him after recovering herself in two seconds. "Keep him company, that's all."

If a dying man couldn't have his wish, he could at least spend his hours pleasantly. And that's what Uhura and Jim were: pleasant company.

[youwereameteor.livejournal.com]

He reaches out and claps Bones on the shoulder, eyes fixed on his face for a long moment.

"We'll keep him company," he says, squeezing Bones shoulder. "In a while, I'll come take over from Spock. We can do this, Bones. Between us."

That has to be why it's all four of them.
That has to be why it's not Bones on his own against this.