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McCoy was grinning and practically bouncing at the dead man's bedside when James and Spock came in. Spock glanced at the body before looking up at the readings. "Interesting." "What's interesting?" James looked up at the readings trying to make sense of them before turning to look at McCoy and Spock. "I don't know how it happened but it explains why I didn't notice anything was wrong right away." McCoy moved over to a table covered in several small slides and beakers lifting one up for Spock to see. "I wouldn't have noticed it at all but this chemical reacts to the level of sodium and iron in the blood and the reaction was off." "Will so

James stared at the the planet filling their screen and fought the urge to grind his teeth. He'd ground them enough over the past week when the orders had first come in. Go to M-113 and check in on the Carters. What the hell kind of mission was that for his ship? This was the ISS Enterprise not some damn freighter. "Captain." He flicked his eyes towards Spock before continuing to glare at the planet. He was in no mood for cool logical reasoning or feelings of loyalty to an Empire that would waste his time… "Captain." There was a barely concealed note of annoyance in Spock's tone as he stepped towards his chair. "You need to decide who

Today is the day we thank the strongest women we know The one's who protected us and watched us grow Who tied our shoes and taught us how to walk Taught us manners and how to talk Who chased away nightmares with an angel's voice Showed us how to make the right choice It's Mother's Day because it wasn't simple To dry our eyes and not cry at our every whimper To clean our scrapes and kiss our pain away To all of you strong women Happy Mother's Day