Spock is pulled out of his meditation when he hears a loud thud. Strange, it sounded as if it came from the bathroom Spock shares with the captain. He could still hear the sound of the shower running, but no more noises indicating movement could be heard, unlike before. Spock rises gracefully from his position on the floor and makes his way to the bathroom door. Spock knocks twice and says through it, "Captain are you alright?" However, he gets no response and hears no attempts to move to either door from Jim. He tries again. "Captain?" Silence. "Jim?" No response. Now he becomes concerned. "Jim, I am entering now". Spock turns the door handle and carefully peaks his head in.

He looks around to find Jim unconscious in the shower. Jim was propped uncomfortably in the corner of the shower stall. So that was the noise he had previously heard. He rushes to his knees by Jim's side to check for a pulse. Jim is still alive; blood is pumping through his veins.

"Captain. Captain. Jim…Jim, wake up. ", Spock attempts to shake him awake, but to no avail. Taking out his communicator, Spock calls Dr. McCoy. "Spock to Dr. McCoy".

"McCoy here. What's the matter, Spock?"

"Doctor, it is imperative that you arrive in the shared bathroom between the Captain's quarters and mine."

"What is it? What did the damn kid do now?"

"The Captain has lost consciousness and will not respond to outside stimulus. He also seems to be labored in his breathing"

"Damnit, Jim. I'll be there in two, Spock."

"Affirmative, Doctor. Spock out". Spock flips the communicator closed and slips it back into his pocket. He asses Jim's situation again, wondering what had caused the captain's collapse. Jim's skin was sickly white like a sheet, which is really concerning Spock. Spock reaches up and turns the shower off, only now realizing that Jim was still wearing his uniform. Fascinating. He grabs a towel just as he hears Dr. McCoy walking into the bathroom, no doubt having used his medical override codes to gain entrance from Jim's room.

"Dammnit, Jim", Dr. McCoy says once he catches sight of Jim. He walks past Spock and into the shower stall where he crouches down in front of Jim with his medical tricorder out. He scans his best friend with a scowl on his face. He then lifts Jim's gold command and black undershirt up to reveal a large, angry rash beginning to grow on Jim's torso. "Damn, he's having an allergic reaction. But I don't know if it's from a food or the vaccine I had to give him."

"Doctor", Spock inquires, "when did you administer the drug to Jim?"

"I dunno, two hours ago, still possible for him to react to with his messed up immune system and the low amount I gave him", McCoy continues to evaluate Jim.

"I believe he is reacting to the hypospray you administered. The Captain has not eaten in 5.87 hours, the time which he was on the bridge and then Sickbay".

"Tricorder says that too. Spock, you gotta help me get Jim to Sickbay", Leonard says as he puts away the tricorder and grabs his communicator. "McCoy to Chapel. I need a biobed ready for the Captain. And epinephrine on standby."

"Understood, Doctor", Nurse Christine Chapel responds, all too familiar with the procedure of dealing with Jim and his many allergies. "IV unit and sedative as well?"

"Just IV and keep a triox ready. Add an oxygen mask to that."

"Understood. We'll be ready for you Len" and Nurse Chapel cuts the line to gather the requested supplies.

"Spock, carry Jim to Sickbay. You'll be quicker", Dr. McCoy orders Spock in a way that left no room for Spock's opinion. Spock grabs the Captain under his knees and under his neck with the other arm, in bridal style. Spock is surprised at how light the Captain is. He had expected him to be much heavier. However, he is annoyed at how wet the captain is, as it is slowly seeping into his own uniform.

Dr. McCoy leads the way down the hall and into the Turbolift with Spock right on his heels. Eventually they rush into MedBay where Christine has everything ready at the biobed Jim usually stays in. M'Benga is waiting by the door for Leonard and Spock, with epinephrine ready for Jim. M'Benga inserts the hypo into Jim's thigh as Spock continues quickly to Jim's biobed. Spock gently lowers Jim to the biobed where the monitors come to life. Doctor McCoy and Doctor M'Benga begin to work on Jim once Spock steps back to give them room to do so. They administer triox to the captain, whose oxygen saturation levels were extremely low due to his throat swelling. Spock watches and does not interfere with the doctors and Nurse Chapel.

Eventually (17.9 minutes later), Jim is stable and intubated; a more extreme situation than McCoy had originally expected. Spock took the chair next to Jim and watches as Jim's chest rises and falls due to the machine he is hooked up to. Dr. McCoy is on the other side of Jim's bed, reading the monitors for any change in Jim's condition, but really, he just can't leave his best friend.

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Jim wakes up to quite the headache. It's the first thing he registers before the monotonous humming of a machine beside him. Then, Jim feels the plastic down his throat. No matter how many times he has felt the same tube down his throat to help him breathe, it still frightens him. His eyes snap open and he starts choking on the contraption that's helping him breathe. He wildly looks around to find Bones or M'Benga or even Chapel. Instead he first finds Spock next to his biobed. He reaches out and grabs Spock's hand, trying to get the man's attention. Spock looks at him in extreme worry. Right, touch telepath. Jim wasn't thinking when he grabbed him, he is too freaked out. Thankfully, Spock understands what is happening just when a biobed alarm goes off, warning that Jim isn't taking in enough oxygen.

"Captain, you must calm down", Spock warns Jim. Calm down! How do you stay calm when you aren't breathing for yourself! Jim just shakes his head with wide eyes. "Jim, you MUST. Calm. Down", Spock firmly warns Jim, just as Doctor McCoy appears. But Jim is overtaken with feelings of safety and calmness. Strange, but they really are comforting, better than panic any day.

"Jim! Jim! Calm down, man. I need you to cough on three. Ready?" Jim nods but still has the remains of panicked eyes. "One, two, three!" Jim coughs as hard as he can as Bones pulls the tube out of Jim's throat. Jim hates the feeling of the plastic scraping his esophagus, but would rather it out than in. He's left weezing for air once it's out as he's still coughing from the feeling. A hand reaches towards Jim's face with an oxygen mask. Bones, probably. Jim is so caught up coughing that he can't even object to the mask. Bones secures the strap around Jim's head as Jim breathes in the sweet oxygen on his own. He vaguely registers that Bones is rubbing his back in efforts to calm down his breathing. Well, it worked. "Jim", Bones starts, "lay down, I know you're exhausted". And Jim did so, seeing as he was indeed too exhausted to refuse.

"Captain," Spock inquires, "are you alright?" Jim nods.

"Sorry for grabbing your hand", Jim manages to hoarsely get out as he finally releases the Vulcan.

"Apologies are unnecessary, Captain. You were in distress and were in no condition to do anything otherwise." Jim can only nod again as he lays on the biobed, utterly exhausted. "Infact, it was rather beneficial. As you could not calm down on your own, I projected feelings of safety and calmness through touch telepathy to you."

"Alright, Jim. You need to stay in Medical for awhile, and you need to sleep. I'm going to give you a sedative — one of the few you're not allergic to — so that you can get some shut eye", Bones tells Jim in his comfortingly gruff manner. Again, Jim nods his approval and hears the hiss of a hypospray as his eyes close on their own. He's glad that the whole ordeal is over, but is even happier to have his friends with him.