Ok this was like a month's work of storytelling and planning…finally got it set up. Thank you Francesca Monterone, Tamikacat, DB2020, Princess Jim 4.0, Bryewolf, and Teris Xenite for the awesome stories you've all written that keep me going and I'd like to dedicate this series to you guys, I appreciate all that you've done so here's a thank you and I dedicate this to you guys :D

Jim was walking through the ice covered planet. It wasn't nearly as bad as Delta Vega when Spock had thrown him off the Enterprise for mutiny… No his latest quest was earning the Doctor with a heart of gold. It proved to be difficult because Bones was as stubborn as himself. He knew he couldn't woo him like his other nameless one-nighters, no not this one… There would be consequences for outright kissing him, such as being banned from his presence. He'd gotten too close to his personal space and Jim's hand had brushed his thigh, supposedly by accident, but Bones knew better. Jim was afraid of losing him after that because he'd avoided him in the halls and sat only across from him in the mess hall. Jim looked down at his tricorder that was indeed failing. This was supposed to be the future and everything should've worked better, but apparently not because of the Ion storm that was circling the planet's orbit. He shook the instrument forcefully.

"Stupid piece of sh-"A noise startled Jim, he looked back, instinct told him to run from previous experiences. Nothing showed around the bleak horizon, but he knew something was amiss. He threw the tricorder down and cursed and pulled his phaser out and switched a few notches above stun. His breath picked up and he could hear his heart beat pound in his ears.

"Hnn…." His head whipped around and he was face to face with some kind of creature with a head resembling a pig and deep purple wings that were coated with something foul. He took off immediately and leapt over a boulder and threw himself behind it. He ducked when he felt it ram into the bottom of the boulder. It shook the whole surface of the rock and he'd clenched harder to it, but he felt the ice thinning beneath his fingers. It flaked under his nails and he felt himself start to slide down.

"Nnnnoooo!" Jim screamed. He knew it was stupid to have had the captain come off board the ship for scanning the flora and fauna that had become surprisingly abundant here, but he wanted to be doing something…

But not this…

"Jesus!" He tried to get a better grip, but it was clearly not working.

It wasn't until he slid down and almost lost it until he heard a shrill scream invade his ears. He covered them and winced. The sound of metal digging into flesh made him flinch. Jim peeked past the boulder and covered his mouth to keep from gasping.

Oh my god what…who is that?

Jim's eyes squinted then drew wide open.

"Bones?" he whispered to himself. The figure stood tall and slowly drew the dagger from the head of the creature then proceeded to gut it. The air had become thickened with the scent of blood.

"They're coming…" He said, barely above a whisper, but Jim knew that voice. He turned around and Jim gasped.

"You… you're Leonard?" He cried. He looked closer… this Leonard had a darker uniform…black, and it wasn't nylon but leather and blood red lines stitched up the side and creased down his arms that were sheathed in black gloves that were now stained with the yellow blood of the creature that stood lifeless in his clenched fist. He threw the carcass down and stalked slowly towards Jim. He stiffened once this "other" Leonard was face to face with him.

"Oh…" He gasped. More of Bones' features come into view; there was a scar across one cheek, and he had a full round of lethal injections in his shoulder pocket… a new addition Jim had guessed. He couldn't deny how sexy this Bones was too, unkempt hair, stubble-faced, and the leather… Jim felt warmth spread to his loins…

"You are not my Jim…" He simply stated.

"Ahhnn…" Jim's face went hot pink once Leonard buried his face into his neck.

"Bones…what are you?" Jim's face went red, "Oh!" Leonard bit down on his neck. Jim's eyes clouded over with lust.

"Jesus… Bones what are you…" He melted once this other Leonard pulled his face close and looked at him straight in the eyes. His weren't hazel like the Bones he knew, but they were a deeper brown, almost red. Jim flinched again; he was usually never this squirmy, but only with Leonard…

He felt the feeling of leather grazing his neck and then warm lips smoothed out over Jim's cheek with the scrape of stubble against his chin. Jim went limp in his arms and felt how much stronger he was than himself.

All the more…

Jim felt the clear hardness between the leather against the nylon fabric of his pants.

"Oh god…" He panted. It seemed too fast, and then too long a wait, he didn't know what to think, his mind was a churning maelstrom at the moment. All escaped him once Leonard kissed him. His lips were hot against Jim's and the kiss was far from what it was like in the movies… It was rough and his teeth clicked against Jim's. He'd never been kissed like this at all in his entire life. He moaned against Leonard's mouth. He pulled away and stole Jim's breath with it. He gasped and looked back up at him.

He heard Spock's voice calling to him. Leonard put a finger to his lips in silence. With a sheer gust of wind he was gone.

Back on the USS Enterprise

Jim held onto his memories from the frozen planet like trying to cup water in his hands. Falling… all his memories of the short time linked with that 'other' Leonard started to fall away. He met Spock's intent stare as he'd debriefed him on the planet and the dangers of him leaving the ship as acting captain. He ruffled his hand through his hair and paced back and forth in a hurry.

"What has contemplated your mind Captain?" Spock asked, pausing the debriefing and looking up at him from the PADD.

"There's…something I have to do, Spock we'll continue this session later." Jim left the facility and made it all the way to Sickbay and phoned in for McCoy. Once he'd seen his face he grabbed him at the sides of his face. Leo's cheeks went red; Jim had never noticed that before until now. He'd realized how long he'd really been staring at him. Leo shoved him off.

"What's your problem today kid?" He fixed his ruffled hair back into a smooth clean wave.

"Bones I was just chased by…something." He stopped short, unsure of whether to trust Bones with an issue quite like this one.

"Oh...oh no…"Bones chimed and then took Jim in his arms. Jim felt warm inside when Leo did this. It seemed unfair for Bones to reject him then treat him like he was right now. Jim didn't care anymore. He sighed into his arms around him.

"Why can't we be like this all the time?" Jim contemplated. Bones stiffened around him, unsure of what to say.

"We are…" He answered. Jim huffed.

"You hardly ever hug me anymore…" Jim's tone went soft.

"I know kid, I've just been busy you know?" He breathed.

"Mmf…" Jim nodded and accepted that this was all Bones was going to give him for the time being. He reluctantly pulled out of the embrace and sighed heavily once more.

"You okay?" McCoy nodded. Jim just gave a smile and headed to his dorms, he had a few hours until his Alpha shift.

"What am I going to do with this?" He slumped onto the bed.

Back on the ISS Enterprise

McCoy watched as the needle penetrated the animal's skin and watched the dark fluid go in deeper. He wretched the needle and tossed it to the floor. The audible shatter of it set his teeth on edge.

"Fucking Captain…" He muttered quietly to himself. He had been so blindsided by this "kind" captain. He'd never known kindness… ever. He'd been abused during his youth and abandonment sunk its teeth into him tearing his emotions and ripping them out. The bolted doors of his subconscious mind had been locked away where nothing could reach his emotions. But now it had become completely fabricated… A simple veil thrown aside and emotions were laid bare for him colleges to see. He was thankful for the quiet nature of sickbay, besides the screaming. He wasn't used to kindness whatsoever. When this Jim had reached out to his face he'd seen the look of wonder over his bright blue eyes. He'd never see that in his own captain. His face came back to mind. Making it clear of what McCoy really wanted to do with him. He stabbed another larger needle into the animal and pulled out samples of its blood. He watched as it filled the tube and added a second one. He smiled when he saw the blood darken to the color of the pathogens he'd inserted before the blood draw.

"Looks like you might be the link to my next vaccination." He smiled at the corpse. McCoy put the test tube vials in his refrigeration unit and carefully closed the door. Five years of research had led to this. He loomed over the charts and keyed in the newest entry. He'd been working on a new vaccine that would cause the blood in an organism to break down and fight against the body. Breaking down tissues, organs, and the dermal tissues as the end result… the equivalent of an organism being eaten alive through a simple needle.

"Who's that for?" He heard his captain's demanding tone, it never failed to lure him closer. He strode towards the captain and put an arm around his back and laid his hand upon his neck and kissed him. Not long after, Kirk had easily gained access to the doctor's mouth. He gave in, almost willingly…almost. Jim had sat up on the charts McCoy had placed on the table. Kirk leaned back as McCoy unzipped his suit. It had gold bands down the legs, three of them proving that he was captain. There was no need to fully remove the suit, much to McCoy's disapproval. But Kirk only had a few minutes to make it back to Alpha shift. He huffed as the doctor laved his tongue down the captain's chest and down past his naval. He watched as his hips bucked up when he downed him.

"Fuck..." Kirk groaned. His hips bucked again.

"Sensitive today aren't we?" McCoy teased as he delved two digits in him.

"Shit…shut the fuck up!" Kirk ordered. It didn't have the impact he'd wanted because up came out like a moan. He was riding McCoy's circling hand now. He watched as the brunette's head went up and down in fluid movements.

"Oh fuck…Bones." He whimpered. McCoy smiled against Kirk's heated skin. He knew he was close whenever Kirk had called him that. It was his nickname when they'd met. It wasn't often that he would be given the grace to be called that. He went faster, knowing Kirk was on the brink. He bucked up into the doctor's mouth and bit down on his lip and laced his fingers through McCoy's dark hair. He jerked his head up and pulled it up to meet his face in a bruising kiss. McCoy loved it. He pumped his fist quicker with each tug and focused mainly on the tip of it. Kirk let out a strangled moan as he came hard against the doctor's uniform. He laid back against the table while McCoy carefully cleaned him up. He wasn't allowed to finish with Kirk… Captain's orders, he was being punished for laying hands on Spock. Kirk had seen their engagement and after being knocked out by a Vulcan you'd say he'd learned his lesson. At least he didn't have it as bad as Spock, who wasn't allowed to touch the captain but he got to come every time. The captain demanded he do so, and there was no going back on his word. McCoy preferred his own torment though; not being able to kiss those full lips would be far more torturous for him. Being able to control the captain solely with his hands was enough for him. He grinned against him, pressing himself against the captain to prove that he'd been following orders.

"No doctor…" he panted, "You'll get your chance in three days."

"It's been that long?" He was actually surprised he'd been able to last almost a full month without finishing, yet being so tempted to with the captain lying there almost completely nude on the table next to him. He quirked a brow…

It would be so easy… he thought. But he'd been able to last until the end of his captain's long timeout.

His guard is down… McCoy took the initiative and silently prowled over towards the desk and climbed on top of his captain.

"What do you think you are doing CMO?" Kirk's tone went slightly up from being surprised.

"Captain." He whispered into his ear. He sat on top of him, clad in leather. Kirk felt his body heat through the dark fabric and hissed.

"Follow my fucking orders or suffer my torment!" He was furious. It sparked in those vast blue eyes the doctor adored so fucking much. He slid up and down, unable to resist the temptation any longer and sat fully down. He went in slow circles. The captain went hard again, against its owner. McCoy smiled as he felt Kirk's nails dig into his sides, meant to hurt, but earned a completely different reaction. McCoy moaned and ground his hips harder against the higher ranking officer.

"Stupid…getting…punishment…" The captain trailed off as he was pulled in deeper and began to succumb to the doctor's swift movements. McCoy felt the blistering heat of orgasm approaching. He wasn't even inside, nor was his captain, but nonetheless he was blazing for it. McCoy groaned as he jerked up with his climax. He'd definitely have to clean his pants, but after seeing the look of cross fury and sultry lust combined on his captain's face was pure ecstasy. He trailed bites and nips down his captain's neck and face. Knowing full well it would be the agonizer booth for him.

Back on the USS Enterprise

Jim watched Chekov scan the planet for any signs of life in the human range.

"I could've sworn I saw someone." He'd outright lied, he needed to see him again…find him somehow.

"Any signs yet Sulu?" he asked rather rudely without realizing how rash he'd suddenly gotten.

"What the fuck?" He snapped. Spock raised a brow at the use of a colorful metaphor used in the 21st century.

"Captain…" he simply stated. Kirk looked up and saw everyone was staring at him.

"Oh…umm sorry." He muttered.

"Captain I come to the understanding that you may have had an incident on the planet that may conflict you're your capability to command this ship." The young Vulcan officer said.

"I just need a minute." He was out of his command chair and headed down to the engineering docks to find Mr. Scott.

"Scotty?" He checked three halls, "I need your advice." He found him at a desk with a rather large sandwich cupped in his hands.

"Yes cap' an wha canna I do for yeh?" Scotty looked up at him.

"I need to get back down on this planet" He pointed to the ground for emphasis.

"Yer the cap' an an I cannot disobey orders can I?" He winked and walked towards a smaller rather odd looking machine. He keyed in a code that Kirk couldn't keep up with trying to decipher.

"Sure it'll work?" He hunkered down to the floor where Scotty was.

"I know it like the back of mah hand." He smiled and pulled open the door to the shuttle. Jim crawled inside.

'I have to find somebody; don't be worried if there are two people beaming back here." Jim added and saw Scotty's face when the door closed. He felt the ship rumble and then he was down on the planet's surface once again.

"Leonard!" He hollered for the one in leather. He had to find him again, feel his face just to be sure he was real.

"Leona-" He stopped short and turned around and met his hazelnut red eyes… one to be exact.

"Oh god…" Jim pulled his face down and saw that his eye was closed, but severely injured, "what happened?"

"I broke your rules." His deep tone broke out. He ran a hand through Jim's golden-brown hair.

"I wasn't supposed to come." He whispered to the other Jim. He pulled back and watched the captain's face turn a bright shade of red.

"Mmm…I be careful, I like when you do that." He whispered to him again.

"I need to get you some help…my Leonard…umm CMO would help, he'd help I know it." Jim started back towards the ship.

"I need you Bones and hurry!" Jim said through the communicator linked to McCoy's on a separate frequency.

"I'm on it, please don't tell me you broke something Jim." The doctor's gruff voice crackled over the static the storm was creating.

"Hurry… just hurry!" Jim's voice started to become frantic.

"Ok, hold yer horses kid." The doctor got off and Jim saw a beam of light from the green clouds.

"He's coming." Jim said and pulled on Leonard's hand.

"Do you honestly expect me to go with you?" He stared back at him harshly.

"Bones… what are you doing?" Jim looked up at him, eyes beaming. A shudder ran through him as he heard the nickname.

"Don't call me that!" He snapped.

"Why not?" Jim's eyes narrowed, "Does the other Jim even call you that?" Kirk was getting irritated with this alternate version of himself.

"Only when we fuck…" McCoy smiled.

"Jesus… I hate how you do that." Jim turned around to avoid his gaze.

McCoy was walking quickly to the coordinates Jim had sent him. He stared at the scanner that suddenly gave out.

"Great… really?" He clicked the buttons again.

He scowled at the non responsive piece of equipment.

"Ugh…" He slid it back into his medi-pack.

"Jim!" He hollered, "hey kid where'd ya go?" He looked around and then met with blue eyes of pure fury. He jolted back in surprise.

"Jim, the outfit?" His eyes darted quickly over Jim's leather clothing. "What happen-" Jim seized up Leonard by the scruff of his shirt and threw him to his feet on all fours.

"I don't know how you managed to… but I always knew you were good…you managed to suture your eye to its proper use?" Jim almost screamed at him.

"What the fuck!" Len smacked his hand away and glared up at Jim. There was something that the man lacked… not passion… oh no, that was clearly there… It was empathy.

"Who ARE you?" Leonard demanded.