Coma – Spock Prime told them the cure for Xenopolycythemia would be a painful ordeal, it was suppose to help… not put their best CMO in a coma.
“Spock?” whispered Kirk as he placed his hand on the Vulcan’s back. The low lights of the room cast the First Officer’s face in shadows.
“Jim…” Spock tighten his fist in the sheets by Leonard’s hand, “he’s gone.”
Stone – The small stone that Spock placed in his hand was a deep red with bits of green scattered across its polished surface.
“You know if we were penguins this would be considered a proposal.” Smiled Bones, lightly tossing the stone up in the air.
“ In a way, it’s a Tel-tor stone, back before Surak’s teachings one would give this to their chosen.” Spock watched as the stone fell back into McCoy’s palm. “If he or she did not want to bond with the other they would drop the stone and walk away.”
“What if they wanted to bond, what would they do?”
The Vulcan gently curled Leonard’s fingers over the stone.
tel-tor means to bond
my brain went blank midway
McCoy, Author's Choice - Collard Greens
“Here ya go,” said Leonard placing a steaming plate in front of Spock, “this will put meat on those bones of yours. Mashed potatoes, fried okra, collard greens, and skillet baked cornbread with a side of grits with butter. Oh and a sweet potato pie for dessert.”
“You make the best collard greens daddy.” Said Joanna through a mouth full of greens, “try it Mr. Spock they’re really good.”
Sorry it’s only one, but my muse is being stubborn >:( maybe next time it will be longer