[Sickbay] -- [End of Away Mission]

[kirktastic]

Kirk had never, ever been so happy to see the inside of sickbay as it appeared around him. He let out a shuddery breath and looked down at Bones, who in the brilliant light looked a thousand times worse. His fingers gripped to the calloused fingers of the unconscious surgeon, eyes locked to his face. Just hang in there. We're home... just hang in there. Don't give up fighting, okay? Or I'll have to kick your ass. Dad too.

[OOC: Bones Under Attack | Away Mission Part 1 | Away Mission Part 2]

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[kirk-george.livejournal.com]

George went through the motions, undress, shower, dress in new clothes, and waited patiently, for him, to be released. He wanted to get back, and curl up with Chris, or start doing the report or play solitaire or anything but be in the medical bay. "Can I go yet?"

[just-uhura.livejournal.com]

It took all of her self restraint to keep out of the way as they were all dealt with, and even more so to stop from demanding answers. Clearly that wouldn't solve anything, so clenching her fists at her side tightly, Uhura waited until the nurses were done before she once more found herself at Spock's side, sparing George and his son a concerned look.

"Spock," she began softly, reaching out to brush her fingers very briefly against his cheek before she remembered herself and pulled back her hand. As the nurse passed, Uhura gave the woman a soft thank you and a smile. "Are you alright?" She didn't address the question to anyone in specific, worrying equal amounts about all three men and even more so for the one in surgery.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

He let himself be put through everything, ignoring the harsh feeling of water against his skin when he was put into the shower, for once not flirting with every nurse in sight despite the fact that he was nude for a few moments. The skin on the back of his hands, along his face, and around his eyes was puffy and thick from the acid burns, and in particular the stinging in his eyes.

He sat in silence through the dermal regenerator, his biobed beeping slowly. A nurse ordered him to lay back and something got put over his eyes.

Every bit of him was focused on the man in surgery, as if he could will Bones to stay alive from where he was laying down. Bones, I'm sorry... I shouldn't have sent you. Just live, okay? I'll do anything to make sure you get through this.