Time for a change, part 4
Pairing: Jim Kirk x Reader
Word Count: 1600
Warning: McCoy being McCoy
You made it to the bridge, though the hypospray was starting to wear off. There was now ringing in your ears from what you were certain was the concussion. However, you held onto the wall as you walked out of the turbolift. The crew on the bridge looked similar to that of sickbay. They were scrambling around looking for answers on what was going on. Commander Spock was the first to notice you. “Lieutenant is there a reason you are on the bridge. That wound on your head needs medical attention. I suggest you proceed to…” You stopped him before he went further. Jim turning around from his chair, jumping up as soon as he saw it was you.
“[Y/N], what are you doing? I thought you were going to the sickbay.” As you shook your head, another wave of dizziness flared. But you did not let it stop you.
“I went and Doctor McCoy looked at me but I heard something one of the crew said so I had to get to you. I have worked directly radiation for the last two years. I have studied it my whole career. All these things that are happening are related. You have to adjust the sensors to search for iodized radiation. If this sector had a super nova in the last decade, there may be rare pockets of iodized radiation. These pockets can develop into anomalies that can pretty much wipe out the energy on a ship. Say pull a ship from warp…” Commander Spock and Jim stood there in silence for a moment. They looked at each other then looked back at you.
“Why haven’t we heard about this type of thing before?” Jim asked quickly, his hands on his hips.
“It’s a rare occurrence. However, it is discussed in the science circles. It’s called a Borden Anomaly. An explorer many years ago documented it after the nova in the Dramen System. It has only been seen a handful of times. Documented at least. I wouldn’t be surprised if there were ships lost to them that we don’t know about.” Jim looked conflicted but nodded to you.
“Show Spock what needs to be done.” Spock motioned for you to move to the closest terminal for you to begin your calibrations. “Kirk to McCoy. Do you have a minute to come to the bridge and treat a wayward science officer before she tries to die on my bridge?” You glanced over your shoulder noticing Jim looking at you with a raised brow. As if to challenge you to disagree. With a sigh, you turned back to the terminal and got to work.
“That wayward science officer snuck out of my sickbay. She needs to return so I can treat her properly.” McCoy sounded irritated with his terse response. You cringed in your chair but you continued.
“As much as I would love to drag her down to the sickbay, she is in the process of saving the ship. So I will give her some leeway. Come on Bones just get up here.”
“Damn it. Fine, I am on my way. It’s your problem if she dies before I get there.” You rolled your eyes, which did not help the dizziness, but you refused to die. It was just a concussion, and you had too much work to do. The calibrations took a few minutes to complete. Once finished you moved over to work with the science officer already stationed there to get the scans started. Doctor McCoy strolled onto the bridge with kit in hand. You could feel him glaring at the back of your head. “Do you need another hypo? That last one probably wore off by now.”
Turning to look at him with a small smile. “Yes please. I have been dizzy and my ears have been ringing since I got up here.” The doctor sighed, shaking his head at you.
“Damn woman. You don’t understand how serious that head injury is. I can only treat symptoms here. I need to get you back to the sickbay to treat the rest of it.” With the tricorder in hand, he waved it over your head.
“I do understand. But we have to get the ship out of this situation. Let me do what I need to and I swear I will go back to the sickbay.” It was then Jim had gotten up from his chair, walking over to place a hand on Doctor McCoy’s shoulder.
“Bones do what you can and let her finish. If she can’t get this figured out then I don’t know what will happen to the rest of the crew.” Jim looked over at you giving a half smile. He looked concerned and you knew the only way to fix that was to finish the scans.
“Alright. Do whatever it is you are doing. But I am staying here until you finish and then I am going to drag you back there myself. Got it?” You nodded as the smile grew on your face.
“Yes, sir.” The scans took longer than you had anticipated as some of the sensors had been damaged when the ship was pulled from warp. During that time as you worked with the other science officer, Doctor McCoy gave you another hypospray and monitored you closely. The bridge was far quieter than it had been when you arrived earlier. There were the hushed conversations you could hear in the periphery as you worked. Any other time it would have made you nervous but now the ship and its crew were in danger and you hoped that you were able to prevent anything worse from happening.
The last of the readings came in and were compiled. You read over the information falling back into the chair with a sigh. “What is it, [Y/N]?” Jim asked as he moved up behind your chair.
“I was able to map out the anomaly. However, it is twice the size that I expected. Meaning we are directly in the middle of it, of course. It explains the odd readings and the crew sickness. We are completely surrounded by it. There is no way to go to warp while we are still inside. I do not do those type of calculations considering I am not an engineer, but at subwarp, it is going to take us a while. And that is only if we can figure out a way to get this thing moving without damaging the rest of the ship.” A younger looking officer popped up from the front of the bridge.
“Keptin, vhat if we recalibrate zee deflectors and zee shields for zis type of radiation. In theory, zis could repel zee radiation. Zhen zee ship could use auxiliary power to move out of zee anomaly.” Jim looked back at you with a raised brow.
“Think this could work?” You shrugged.
“It sounds like a solid theory. You will have to get with engineering to see if it’s possible. I can compile what I have so they can get started.” He nodded at you, a look of hope on his face.
“Chekov, get down to Scotty. Tell him what we came up with and see if he can do it. Use Lieutenant [Y/L/N]’s information to make the changes.” The young man nodded and ran off the bridge. You took a long breath, feeling as though a large weight was lifting. A look around the bridge gave you the same feeling from everyone else. Jim walked over to you, touching your head lightly, looking at the still bloodied gash on your forehead. “Let Bones take you to the sickbay. You need to get fixed up. I will come check on you in a little while.”
“All right. I will go this time. Let me know if they need any further help.” He laughed quietly.
“Just go and have Bones treat you. I will let you know if you are needed for anything else once you are healed.” You let doctor escort you to the turbolift. Leaning back against the wall as it descended floors, Doctor McCoy looked over at you.
“He cares about you, you know.” Opening your eyes to look at him you were afraid to speak. “Jim does. He cares about you. You don’t know him as I do. He was scared about your safety while you were working.” That was not what you had expected to hear. You were surprised to say the least.
“I care about him too. I did not want to let him down or something happen to the crew. If he survived he would never forgive himself.” The man before you laughed as he looked down at the deck.
“Maybe you do know him a bit.” The rest of the trip was silent as you thought about what had transpired. A sharp flash of pain torn through your head as the doors of the turbolift opened. If Doctor McCoy had not been there to catch your arm you would have fallen to the floor. Your vision was fading to black as it felt like your head was going to burst. A cry of pain escaping your lips. “Lieutenant? [Y/N]? Talk to me. What are you feeling?”
“It hurts…oh God… my head. I can’t see..” You lost consciousness at that point. Doctor McCoy lifted you in his arms, almost running with your limp body into the sickbay.
“Christine clear exam two. I think she has a subdural bleed.” The medical team stepping up to take care of the woman who had pretty much saved their ship and all their lives.