This is my first Star Trek fanfiction so bare with me, I don't write slash and I'll do my best to keep the characters as true to their on screen personas as I can. I'm not the most technically minded so any major blundering technology or medical errors just do your best to squint and move past them hahaha.

So this is an A-Z Kirk whump, there may be very little build up in the stories as they are just short one shots. Feel free to suggest any themes for other letters that you would like to see. I love to read reviews but please don't flame me as I'm delicate haha.

As always I don't own anything to do with Star Trek, and any similarity to any other stories is purely coincidental. Oh and as I'm UK born and bred I apologise for any difference in English to American English words, spelling, phrases etc.

A is for Animal

Kirk hadn't been back to Iowa in what felt like forever, he loved life in space but there was just something about the vast sprawling fields of his home state. As he galloped across the fields on horseback he revelled in the feeling of such a strong and powerful beast underneath him, one that obeyed his small commands to move faster or change direction but also Kirk knew could turn on him in a heartbeat and throw him off. It reminded him of his beloved ship the Enterprise. An amazing ship, but he always felt a bit like it had a soul of its own and it was always just a matter of time before the ship threw him off with a random temper, like that time the replicators would only give out mushroom soup. Kirk hated mushroom soup, Scottie certainly got the rough side of Kirks tongue after 24 hours of mushroom soup. A hungry Captain was not something to be trifled with.

As Kirk galloped past the ship yards the wind blowing his hair he felt freedom, that is until a siren blared out from the shipyard and startled his horse. Before he knew it Kirk was sailing over the beasts head and landing heavily on his back. As Kirk blinked away the birdies that were flying around his head he head the unmistakable noise of his horse galloping away.

"Oh great" he groaned to himself. Pushing himself up off the ground a hiss of pain erupted from his lips, this was not how he expected to spend his shore leave. Reaching for his communicator he comm'd the only person he would trust to help him.

Doctor McCoy sat down beside Kirk who was laying on his back looking like he was trying very hard not to show the good doctor how much pain he was really in.

"What did I tell you Jim, you can't trust an animal of that size not to buck you off like some deranged fairground pony" McCoy sounded gruff, but anyone who knew him could hear the edge of concern he had in his voice for his friend.

"Just help me up" Kirk sighed holding out a hand to his friend.

"Not so fast mister, I need to check you've not broken that thick skull of yours"

"I hit my back not my head Bones!"

"Stop being argumentative" McCoy snapped whilst he ran his tricorder scanner over Kirks body. "one of these days you'll actually listen to me and take my advice"

"But where is the fun in that" Kirk responded with a mischevious glean in his eyes and a smile just twitching at the corners of his mouth.

McCoy just rolled his eyes and looked back to the tricorder. "Well Jim, you're lucky, no broken bones today but there is going to be some wicked bruising I'm sure. I'll give you pain relief and then we can get you off this goddamned field"

"How about we skip the part where you get your kicks by stabbing me with that hypo and you just help me to stand instead" Kirk hated hypos, McCoy knew this yet he always seemed in Kirks opinion to find many an excuse to use them.

"Jim, don't be a baby. "

"Who's the Captain here Bones!"

With another roll of his eyes McCoy resigned himself to his stubborn friends idiot tendencies and dropped his med bag on the floor and positioned himself to Kirks side lifting his arm. "Ok, on 3 I'll pull you up. You ready.." Kirk nodded, not wanting to admit that just the very act of McCoy lifting his arm up hurt like hell "right, 1…..2….."

"arrrrgggghhhhhhhhhh" Kirk yelled "you said you were going to go on 3"

"Yeah well, you seem to like unpredictable natures. " Peering into Kirks face McCoy tried to read his friends facial expressions "You alright there kid?"

"Yep, fine" Kirk said, trying not to show those accusing eyes staring at him that actually his back was in agony and his head was spinning "Lets get back to base"

McCoy narrowed his eyes, he had been a doctor and Kirks friend long enough to know when he was hiding something and it didn't take long for him to be proved right as Kirk groaned and dropped back to the ground.

As McCoy just stood over Kirk looking down on him with his annoying "I told you so" face Kirk had to admit defeat. "ok, one small hypo." As McCoy crouched back down to his medkit and prepped the hypo with a safe drug for Jim (goddamn his allergies!) Kirk put his hand out onto his and added "and do try to channel your gentle nature and not…OUCH!" McCoy smiled as he put the hypo back away.