Authors note: So I was watching the fight scene at the end of Into Darkness the other day and thought 'wow Spock has taken a beating' so that in my mind took to mean an excellent opportunity for some Hurt/Comfort fic. I've been reading a lot of fics by a wonderful Author KCS so I believe she may have influenced my writing a little (though not as good obviously)

AN 2 – I went through a sudden spate of writing Star Trek fics that started with this baby and now I have gone back through my works I realise that this is full of bits I don't like, I was learning with it and have noticed the writing is a little disjointed and doesn't flow well in places. My spell checker is set for UK so apologies for any discrepancies.

This has now been amended and tweaked, the story hasn't changed it's just re-written for my benefit.

Summary: Missing scene after Spock and Khan's epic fight. Spock should really get his injuries seen to.

"He's our only chance to save Kirk" these words broke through the haze of blinding rage coursing through Spock's system, he looked up into Uhura's tear stained face seeing the truth as she stared at him, willing him to believe her and come back to his senses. He clenched his jaw, then putting all of his strength into a final blow he sent Khan into oblivion.

Spock looked down at the prone form underneth him, breathing heavily as he slowly gained control of his emotions, he could already feel pain radiating from numerous places in his body, injuries clamouring for his attention but now was not the time, he needed to return Khan to the ship as soon as possible.

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McCoy was pacing frantically in sick bay "They should have got him by now", he slapped the communications control on his desk in frustration, opening a communication line to the bridge "Any news yet?"

Chekov's earnest voice came through "Ve have re-established communication viz zhem, ve are avaiting co-ordinates…" a light blinked on Chekov's panel which caused his face to light up as he grinned "Got zhem, three life signs locked and ready for transport."

The doctor let out a breath of relief "Three…tell them to get their asses down here as soon as…" he looked up as doors to the medical bay opened allowing Spock to stride in with Khan slung over his shoulder, Uhura followed meekly behind, a wary look on her face as she studied the Vulcan.

Spock paused, startled by the silence and attention that his arrival had garnered, he briefly glanced round then headed to the nearest biobed.

"Doctor I believe you were in need of this…" Spock carelessly slung Khan's body down onto the bed with a lot more force than was necessary judging from the loud thump and warning noises the sensors on the bed made, it was almost like they were upset at being subjected to such treatment.

McCoy rushed over "Careful I need him in one pi…Jeeze Spock!" the doctor was giving him a horrified look.

Now that Khan's body was no longer blocking Spock's face from view McCoy could see the damage that had been done, his right cheek was swollen, an impressive green bruise beginning to mottle his eye socket and cheek. There was a small trickle of green blood heading towards his lip from a cut on the bridge of his nose, he was holding his right arm close to his body as if protecting his ribs and the wrist of his left arm looked swollen but he would need to get a closer look as the blue sleeve his most of it from view.

"Doctor your time would be better spent working to save the Captain's life," Spock broke him out of his impromptu diagnosis, then lowered his voice so only McCoy could hear him "I would request you keep him sedated as I am unsure of my ability to capture him again."

The doctor nodded "Right um…" he reached for the medical tricorder on a nearby table, shouting to his staff as he removed the scanner "Rhodes, M'Benga start getting the samples we need, prep him but for god's sake keep him unconscious" He turned back to where Spock had been, scanner at the ready but the First Officer was gone. "Where..?" he huffed angrily and stepped towards the doors ready to go after Spock but he was interrupted by Nurse Rhodes "Doctor we need you for this."

He glanced back at the closed doors then sighed in resignation, if Spock was walking round then he couldn't have that many injuries and Jim was more important at the moment, but the moment he was through he was gonna storm up to the bridge and drag that Vulcan back to sickbay by his pointed ears if he had to.

Spock turned while the doctor was giving orders to his staff, it felt a little like he was sneaking away but he knew that the Captain was the most important patient, his own injuries could be dealt with later, he could control the pain until then. He suppressed a wince when his ankle nearly collapsed under him as he left through the doors.

Uhura ran after him, "Spock don't you think you should…"

"I have no wish to discuss the matter; the doctor is in the place he is needed most at present." He did not break his stride as he headed towards lift

She gave him a frustrated look and grabbed hold of his left arm turning him to face her, as he did she noticed a flicker of pain which was quickly hidden behind his usual blank mask "You need to get checked out"

He tilted his head and she could almost see him mentally shoring up his defences, tucking away the little emotion he had been unable to prevent from showing on his face "I am functioning within tolerable parameters" he pulled his arm away and entered the lift leaving her standing looking at the closed doors, she was unsure whether she wanted to cry or yell and beat some sense into him.

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The bridge staff were still waiting for news when the turbo lift doors opened allowing the Commander onto the bridge, Sulu winced at him as he took in the bruising and slight limp that affected his usually graceful gait.

He traded a worried glance with Chekov, "Are you alright Commander?"

The Vulcan had paused by the Captain's Chair staring down at the seat as if he could see the ghost of someone sitting there, he didn't react to the helmsman's question.

The lift doors opened again allowing Uhura to enter, she froze, unsure whether to go to Spock or resume her post.

Sulu tried again "Commander?"

Spock started almost like he had been broken from a trance, he glanced briefly around before straightening and sitting carefully into the command chair. When he spoke his voice was the same modulated tone they were used to but there was no emotion or any sign of the slight warmth they were used to "Lieutenant Uhura, contact Starfleet Command and inform them of all that has transpired I will send them a full report in due time. Lieutenant Sulu if you would move us to a safer orbit while we await further orders." He shifted in the chair and let out a small sound which judging from the wince that accompanied it, was pain.

The pilot reluctantly turned back to his console, "Aye sir"

Chekov shared a worried look with Uhura, "Commander, are you sure you are feeling…" Spock turned a sharp glare on him which stopped his question dead. "I am functioning adequately Ensign" the young man quickly turned back to his console trading a brief concerned expression with Sulu, the Commander had never snapped at him before, there must be something very wrong with him.

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McCoy stared up at the bio monitor above Kirk's bed, "C'mon kid", brain functions were still active thanks to the cryo tube but the doctor was now waiting for any sign that the regenerative serum he had created from Khan's blood was working, the monitor gave a small beep and he leant closer, there...a small flutter from the pulse monitor. Yes there it was again, he smiled it wasn't a complete recovery, Kirk would probably need a few days for that and providing they kept pumping the irradiated blood out of him then the serem seemed to be doing its best to repair and replace what was being removed. McCoy really needed to get him transferred to a Starfleet facility where they could monitor him without fear of any of the equipment failing. He let out a breath of relief turning to Rhodes, "Keep monitoring him I want to know the second anything changes" he picked up a medical tricorder and headed for the doors. Rhodes looked up at him from the monitor "Where are you going Doctor?"

"I'm making a house call" he called out as the doors closed behind him.

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It had been a few hours since Spock had arrived on to the bridge, since then there had been a gloomy silence, no-one dared interrupt or talk as they usually did, everyone who looked over to the command chair noticed how the Commander had slowly started to lean over to the right, it was so different to his normal upright, proud posture. His head had dipped slightly his eyes blinking lethargically and he was breathing in small shallow breaths.

McCoy entered the bridge, disturbing the quiet. "You'll be pleased to know it seems to be working, I've got a slow pulse rate back which is a good sign but don't go celebratin' yet". He noted the smiles that this produced; breaking through the cold atmosphere, one face however had not turned to him. Spock was staring at the floor in front of him, the doctor moved towards him "Spock?" The Vulcan started wincing as he did "Doctor, do you have any news?" McCoy could see that the bruising and swelling on his face was more pronounced now. "Well, I've done everything I can it's up to him now. But as he's as stubborn as you are he should be fine."

Spock didn't even acknowledge the insult "Doctor it would be more productive for you to…"

McCoy shook his head "Oh no, I let you walk out on me once I know for a fact you need medical treatment just by looking at you, not to mention I had to treat some of the injuries on Khan to get him stable enough for the transfusion. He had both defensive and offensive wounds on him so don't tell me he didn't give as good as he got".

Spock closed his eyes letting out a breath of air, it was as close to sighing as the Vulcan would come "Doctor I…"

McCoy interrupted him again scowling in frustration "You want me to do this here? Fine...". He angrily opened the tricorder and began scanning his eyes widening at the list of injuries. "Jesus, how are you still conscious let alone sitting there?!"

The staff around the bridge dropped all pretence of not listening and turned to look at them.

Spock blinked, regaining his composure "Doctor I can assure you I am…"

McCoy cut him off "Hairline fractures to both sides of your skull which has caused your brain to swell slightly, must be giving you one hell of a headache. Broken ocular bone. Your left wrist is badly twisted and two fingers are broken. There's a hairline crack in your sternum and I know you're taking shallow breaths 'cause a couple of your ribs are broken on the right hand side, your right ankle is shattered, what did you do? Jump off a building? I'm impressed you could walk on the dam thing not to mention the fact you carried Khan into sickbay on it, add to that your heart rate is through the roof cause of the amount of pain you're trying and failing to control."

Spock looked up at him through his bangs while keeping his head low "It was not a building, I did not judge the distance correctly when traversing the difference between two moving vehicles"

McCoy sighed in frustration opening his mouth to respond, then noticed the silence around him as everyone had turned to look at them in horror, he straightened realising how unprofessional it had been to read the First Officer's injuries out for the whole of the bridge to hear, "As you were" they all turned quickly back to their consoles, Uhura however stayed looking at the both of them, a small tear making its way down her cheek.

McCoy lent forward speaking quietly so only Spock could hear "Either you come with me to Sickbay or I relieve you of duty and drag you there myself, either way you end up on one of my biobeds."

The Vulcan looked up at him a slight hint of emotion finally showing through the blank mask "You make a most persuasive argument Doctor"

McCoy smiled slightly "Glad you see things my way"

Spock tried and failed to stand from the chair, letting out a small grunt of pain as the injuries he had been hiding angrily made their presence known, at this small noise the doctor had instantly dropped his tricorder, leaning forward to provide a supporting hand. He had to take most of Spock's weight until he was balanced enough to pull the Commander's left arm over his shoulder while carefully avoiding the damaged wrist. "C'mon you damn masochist."

McCoy helped Spock limp from the chair, pausing as the Vulan turned to give a final order, "Lieutenant Sulu, you have the bridge"

Sulu smiled at them, nodding in understanding "Aye Sir."

They painfully made their way to the lift just waiting for the doors to open when Sulu spoke "Commander," McCoy altered his hold so Spock could turn to look at the pilot over their joined shoulders "I think I speak for everyone when I say…Thank You"

Spock felt a wave of affection from the entire bridge crew push against his pain decreased mental shields. He glanced briefly around finally nodding his head in acceptance, then allowed McCoy to assist him from the bridge.