Hello all! This is a multichapter fic, based on the song 'Unstoppable' by Rascall Flatts. Hope you enjoy.

So, So you've made a lot of mistakes, walked down the road a little sideways. Cracked a brick when you hit the wall

James T. Kirk shuddered involuntarily, eliciting a moan from the prone figure on his lap. He looked down, a deep sadness crossing his normally confident and happy features.

"I'm sorry, Bones." he whispered, pushing the sweaty dark hair back off his best friend's forehead. "I'm so sorry."

Bones didn't respond. He didn't move an inch; he didn't even seem to hear Jim at all. Jim's eyes roved over his friends broken form again, a lump forming in his throat at the sight of all the injuries. The left side of Bones' face was purple and swollen. His breathing was labored, probably due to at least two broken ribs that Jim had managed to identify. He had bruising all across his torso. His left leg was cut in a few places, deep ugly lacerations, and his left ankle looked angry and swollen.

Jim sighed, leaning his head back and resting it against the cold wall of the cell behind him. This was just wrong. Bones never got hurt. Bones was never supposed to get hurt. And yet here they were, trapped in a musty prison cell on some godforsaken planet with Bones quite possibly dying in his arms. This was all his fault. It had been his mistakes that had gotten them there. He closed his eyes, and remembered.

**Flashback**

Jim Kirk and Leanord McCoy paused in their trek through the forest of Beta V, a largely unsettled planet that was almost entirely covered in a rainforest system. Bones bent over, sipping some water out of his canteen and brushing the sweat off his brow. "Damnit Jim", he breathed straightening slowly. "How much longer?"

"What?" Kirk said, smirking at his friend. "A little walk too much for you Bones?"

McCoy shot him a death glare. "Your next physical is going to be painful. Very, very painful."

Jim shook his head and laughed, stepping forward to continue their trek through the underbrush. Bones followed, suppressing his own smile in turn. After a minute they stopped in a small clearing, and found Spock and Sulu waiting for them, packs full of fresh samples for Starfleet's Science Officers. Spock immediately stepped forward towards the pair. "Captain", he murmured. "We are ready to be beamed back to the ship. I suggest we do so immediately."

"What's the rush Spock?" Jim said jovially, rocking back on his heals, "Did we get all the samples we need?"

Spock nodded quickly. "Yes, Captain. I really must insist that we leave. Now, please."

Kirk frowned, taking a brief look around before intoning, "Spock?"

Chaos erupted, so suddenly that the small away team was totally caught off guard. There was an explosion off to Jim's left and he dove to the side, grabbing McCoy and pulling him down. Spock dropped to one knee, his phaser already in his hand while Sulu ducked and yanked out his sword.

The clearing was suddenly filling with Romulans. It was obvious that the away team was very outnumbered, and, as Kirk observed when he spotted the phasers, the Romulans were very well armed.

Spock got up swiftly, pointing his phaser and firing as he shouted, "Run!"

Kirk didn't need to be told twice. He pushed himself to his feet, dragged McCoy up and managed to somehow propel them both forward. He and McCoy ran steadily, chasing Sulu, who was shouting something into his communicator. A quick glance over his shoulder showed him Spock, who was gaining on the group, occasionally turning and firing his phaser at their pursuers.

Jim could hear the enemy gaining rapidly behind them, as another small explosion to his right rocked the ground. Suddenly, up ahead he saw the golden lights of beaming encase Sulu. Thank God, Scotty, he thought in relief. This would soon be over.

Sulu disseappeared. Kirk waited for the golden light to surround him, for the transport pad of his beloved ship to materialize around him, but he saw nothing but the continuing green of the thick forest rushing by. He glanced back. Spock was gone too. And he and McCoy were still running. With a sinking feeling, he realized he and McCoy must have lost their communicators. "Faster Bones!" he shouted, glancing back at his panting friend, who had fallen just a little behind. "We've got to keep running." As he glanced back he spotted the pursuing Romulans, now much closer than before, and watched as one of them threw something towards him and Bones.

There was the sound of an explosion, a flash of light, someone screamed in pain. Then everything was dark.

He came to huddled in the corner of a damp and musty cell. His head was buzzing and his whole body ached, but as he moved carefully checking himself for injuries he found nothing more than some minor cuts and bruises. There was vague pain in his back, but he chose to ignore it, too used to such minor injuries to even care. He sat up slowly, looking around, then gasped in shock. Bones was laying, unmoving in the middle of the cell, covered in blood and bruises.

**End Flashback**

Jim shifted, carefully pulling his friend a little closer and holding him tight as Bones shuddered and moaned again. That vague pain between his shoulder blades seemed to flare, protesting the movement, but he ignored it. Bones was more important now. He felt a lump forming in his throat as he held is friend. This was all his fault. His mistakes had gotten them here. He hadn't listened to Spock when the Vulcan's instincts had told him something was wrong. He hadn't checked to make sure his communicator was still on him. They were trapped. And Bones was dying.

-Author's Notes-

This is my first foray into multi-chapter fiction. I really hope you enjoy the story. I completely made up the planet name 'Beta V'. I'm not sure if this already a planet that has already appeared in the Original Series, or Star Trek in general. If it is, let me know and perhaps I can come up with a planet name that has not already been used. Otherwise, that's all for now folks!