"Bones, you sly dog you!" Kirk looked at his friend increduously. When he had turned up at their dorm room in the same clothes he had been wearing the day before Kirk had put two and two togther. The fact that he slept with a Professor was just the icing on the cake as far as the Boy Wonder was concerned!

"I knew I shouldn't of damned well have told you!" McCoy was shaking his head as he got himself undressed.

"What are you going to do?" Kirk stood, arms crossed in front of his chest grinning at his friend.

"Damned if I know! But Christ, she's one hell of a woman Jim. For the love of God we're both grown adults!" McCoy pulled his belt from his trousers roughly as he spoke.

"Ah ah Bones, you're a Cadet." Jim said wagging his finger at him.

"Shut up Jim." McCoy tossed his shirt into the washing basket and grabbed his uniform from the wardrobe. "When is the hearing?"

"Tomorrow morning." Kirk answered doing up his collar button while primping and preening in front of the mirror.

"Great." McCoy remarked gruffly, stalking to the shower and thinking of nothing but Laila Wade.

"You know you've ruined studying in the library for me, I can't step foot in that building without thinking about…" McCoy didn't know how to finish his train of thought as he watched Laila cook in her kitchen.

"Without thinking about what?" She asked innocently.

"You know damned well what!" Laila laughed, feeling quite proud of herself.

"Are you expecting an apology?" She stirred the Tzimmies she'd prepared and heaped them into a serving bowl, turning and placing them on the table where McCoy was sat.

"I think I'm getting to know you well enough to know you won't apologise for something if you don't agree with the fact that you've done anything wrong, smells great by the way."

"Thanks." Neither confirming nor denying his character study Laila placed the rest of the food on the table and took her seat, unfolding her napkin. "Obviously you can tell what that is," she said as she pointed to the Brisket. "Those are Rugelach." McCoy picked one of the little pastries up and took a bite. "Good?" Laila watched eagerly.

"Really good!" McCoy answered enthusiastically.

The pair toasted and then began to eat, chatting about their day and the fact that McCoy had had to support Jim Kirk taking the Kobayashi Maru test, again and the subsequent fallout!

"Is he in any of your lectures?" McCoy was interested to know her thoughts on the kid given the fact that she may have taught him, Laila thought for a moment and then shook her head.

"No, I don't think so? He's on the Command track though right?"

"Yeah, god help us all." McCoy grimaced. "Look, I'm going to mention this one time and then leave it alone alright?" Laila looked at him worriedly, her eyes widening which no matter how serious the subject matter was, made McCoy smile and think of an owl.

"Alright?"

"Do you have an issue with us seeing one another, given our respective situations at the Academy?" Laila thought about his question for a minute.

"No, do you?"

"No." McCoy answered quickly, "The way I see it we're both adults."

"Exactly." Laila agreed.

"Right, then, that's that out the way…." McCoy was about to ask her what she felt about them spending the weekend together when both of their phones began ringing.

"Sorry."

"Sorry." They apologised in unison.

"I should get this?" Laila grimaced at McCoy when she read the name of her Ex-Husband on the display screen.

"That's okay, I should get mine." They answered their phones as they sat at the table.

"What do you want?"

"What Jim?"

"No, you can't."

"Are you out of your goddamn mind?!"

"Why would you think I'd be okay with that?!"

"You're unbelievable you know that?!"

"I have company if you must know."

"I'm busy Jim."

"Nobody you know."

"None of your goddamn business that's who!"

"I'm going to hang up now."

"You have a problem Jim."

They looked at one another and sighed, Laila pushed her chair back and moved her plate next to the sink. As she picked up McCoy's empty plate his arm went round her waist and he pulled her towards him, his head resting on her ribcage.

"Would you like some more wine?" She asked.

"Umhum." McCoy just murmured against her as he wrapped his other arm around her and pulled her onto his lap. "This is good."

"You don't worry that we've missed a few steps?" Laila asked the room rather that McCoy.

"Darlin', as far as I'm concerned when it's right it's right and we've both been through the ringer once before, I don't have time to be playing games." Laila buried her face into his neck.

"You're such a romantic." She teased.

"I thought you'd appreciate the honesty?" McCoy chuckled but his expression straightened when Laila stood and pulled her skirt up to her hips, straddling him she smiled.

"Do you want to stay tonight?"

"I'm going to take that as a rhetorical question." McCoy rasped out, his hands moving under her jumper.

"Take it any way you want."

"This session has been called to resolve a troubling matter. James T. Kirk, step forward." Kirk gave McCoy a quick look before standing and making his way down to stand behind one of the lecterns. "Cadet Kirk, evidence has been submitted to this council, suggesting that you violated the ethical code of conduct pursuant to Regulation One-Seven point three of the Starfleet Code. Is there anything you care to say before we begin, sir?" The Admiral stated sternly.

"Yes, I believe I have the right to face my accuser directly." Kirk answered, McCoy watched as the Vulcan, Commander Spock made his way down and stood at the side of Kirk.

"Step forward, please. This is Commander Spock. He's one of our most distinguished graduates. He's programmed the Kobayashi Maru exam for the last four years. Commander?" The Admiral, sat on the panel, gestured to Commander Spock.

"Cadet Kirk, you somehow managed to install and activate a subroutine to the programming code, thereby changing the conditions of the test." Spock spoke directly to Kirk.

"Your point being?" Kirk replied glibly.

"In academic vernacular, you cheated." Spock's eyebrow arched severely.

"Let me ask you something, I think we all know the answer to. The test itself is a cheat, isn't it? You programmed it to be unwinnable." Kirk briefly looked at Spock but in reality he was showboating, looking around the room and entertaining his audience.

"Your argument precludes the possibility of a no-win scenario."

"I don't believe in no-win scenarios." McCoy very nearly audibly scoffed.

"Then, not only did you violate the rules, you also failed to understand the principle lesson."

"Please, enlighten me." Kirk was smiling, but inside a seed of doubt had been planted.

"You of all people should know, Cadet Kirk. A Captain cannot cheat death."

"I of all people?" That caught his attention.

"Your father, Lieutenant George Kirk, assumed command of his vessel before being killed in action, did he not?" McCoy sat forward, watching Kirk intently.

"I don't think you like the fact that I beat your test?" If in doubt, deflect!

"Furthermore, you have failed to divine the purpose of the test."

"Enlighten me again." Kirk replied quickly, anger seeping into his tone.

"The purpose is to experience fear. Fear in the face of certain death. To accept that fear, and maintain control of oneself and one's crew. This is a quality expected in every Starfleet captain."

While the two men went back and forth Laila sat picking at a thread on her uniform, she was bored out of her mind. Looking to the Cadet currently getting his arse handed to him by Commander Spock she looked around the auditorium, the empty seat of Kirk's caught her attention because the person sat next to it was Leonard H. McCoy.

She stared. She stared and stared. Christ he was good looking, when he had asked to see her again before he had left that morning she had beamed at him, telling him of course he could see her again and she couldn't wait. Laila wasn't one to play games but she hadn't even tried to hide the fact that she liked him, that was blatantly obvious.

"Excuse me, sir." Her attention was drawn to an aide handing something to Admiral Barnett.

"We've received a distress call from Vulcan. With our primary fleet engaged in the Laurentian system, I hereby order all cadets to report to Hangar One immediately. Dismissed." In the sea of people Laila lost sight of McCoy and then quickly got swept away in the crowd.

"Who was that pointy-eared bastard?" Kirk asked McCoy as the Doctor came to stand by his side.

"I don't know, but I like him."

"What are you doing?" Kirk asked as McCoy manhandled him into the sick bay.

"I'm doing you a favour. I couldn't just leave you there looking all pathetic. Take a seat. I'm going to give you a vaccine against a viral infection from Melvaran mud fleas." McCoy answered tersely.

"Oww! What for?" Kirk clamped his hand down on his neck where McCoy had administered the hypo.

"Give you the symptoms." McCoy answered.

"What are you talking about?" Kirk's eyes were rolling into the back of his head.

"You're going to start to lose vision in your left eye." The Doctor continued to pack away his medical kit.

"Yeah, I already have."

"Oh, and you're going to get a really bad headache and a flop sweat."

"You call this a favour?" Kirk slurred.

"Yeah, you owe me one." McCoy threw back casually.

"Leonard?" His head shot up at the sound of her voice.

"Laila?" He couldn't believe his eyes, there she was, stood in front of him in sick bay and wearing a red Cadet's uniform.

"Why are you wearing a Cadet's uniform?" He asked, his brain not functioning.

"Because I'm a Cadet?" Laila answered, not entirely sure what he was on about, spotting Kirk asleep on the bed behind him she creased her brow in concern. "Is he alright?" She asked.

"No you're not." McCoy stated confidently.

"What?"

"You're not a Cadet!" McCoy repeated.

"Yes, I am. Leonard, what the hell is going on?!"

"You're a Professor."

"What?!" Laila barked with laughter, the man was off his rocker. "No I'm not Leonard, why do you even think that?" She looked at him astonished.

"You said you were." There was already doubt in his voice.

"No I didn't." Crossing her arms she waited for him to work it all out in his head.

Thinking back she had never said she was a Professor and he had never asked, he'd always presumed.

"But you live in a house?"

"Yes Leonard, I'm a grown woman who owns a house…"

"You were reading a teaching journal?"

"I'm already a Doctor Leonard..." Laila was trying to fill in the blanks.

"You're a damned Doctor! How the hell did I not know that?!" Laila shrugged her shoulders. "And when I asked you if you were alright with us going out together? What did you think I meant?"

"Us both trying to get our Commission? As divorcees? I don't know?" She shrugged her shoulders even more theatrically.

"You're a Cadet?" He asked again.

"Yes." His face changed from one of confusion to absolute elation. No stupid code of conduct! Not that it had stopped him but it sure made things a hell of a lot easier! He was about to tear over and kiss her like their lives depended on it but then reality set right back in when Kirk groaned. "Laila?"

"What Leonard?"

"I need your help."

Laila found herself scurrying through the hanger with McCoy's friend Kirk draped over her shoulder and McCoy on the other side of him swearing away.

"Where are we going?" She asked as they approached one of the shuttles.

"Kirk, James T. He's not cleared for duty aboard the Enterprise." The man stated looking at his very official looking PADD and up at their strained faces.

"Medical Code states the treatment and transport of a patient to be determined at the discretion of his attending physician, which is me. So, I'm taking Mister Kirk aboard. Or would you like to explain to Captain Pike why the Enterprise warped into a crisis without one of its senior medical officers?" Laila stayed quiet, she still had no idea what was going on.

"As you were." The man stated embarrassed.

"As you were." Pushing passed him Laila and McCoy got Kirk into one of the seats. "Wait?! Which ship were you assigned to?" McCoy asked her suddenly, for a second mortification set in when he realised he'd basically got her involved in a whole lot of mess and possibly getting her in a heap more trouble. Laila was sat behind him so leant forward to speak.

"Don't worry Leonard, you haven't got two stowaways on your hands. I was assigned to the Enterprise." She whispered between the seats.

"I'm sorry I got you into this."

"Don't apologise, this is fun!" Sitting back Laila smiled at him.

Many Days Later

"That wasn't fun Leonard." Laila hissed at McCoy.

"This assembly calls Captain James Tiberius Kirk. Your inspirational valour and supreme dedication to your comrades is in keeping with the highest traditions of service, and to reflect utmost credit to yourself, your crew, and the Federation, it is my honour to award you with this commendation. By Starfleet Order two-eight four five five, you are hereby directed to report to Admiral Pike, USS Enterprise, for duty as his relief." Laila and McCoy watched as Kirk stood in front of Pike.

"I relieve you, sir." Kirk said.

"I am relieved." Pike answered, giving Kirk a smile.

"Thank you, sir."

"Congratulations, Captain. Your father would be proud." McCoy smiled at Pike's words knowing what they would mean to his friend.

"When can we get out of here?" He whispered in Laila's ear, his little finger intertwining with hers. She smiled quietly, not taking her eyes off the ceremony.

"That's up to you, he's your friend." She answered when the ceremony was over and everybody started dispersing.

"Damned nuisance that he is! Let's go." Hooking her arm around his he guided her through the crowd.

"I take it I don't get a choice in the matter?" Laila asked, laughing at McCoy's lack of patience.

"No you most certainly do not, Darlin', this is going my way. You understand?" His voice was low and full of longing. Laila stared at him.

"Yes Sir." She answered earnestly.

"Here is what's going to happen Darlin'." McCoy said with a sudden firmness in his voice when they were back at Laila's. "You're going to do exactly as I say, do you understand?" Laila nodded silently, feeling a small flood forming between her legs. She was excited and she didn't want to stop, she found herself only wanting to surrender to the man in front of her. And before she had time to think, McCoy was leading her to the sofa. "Sit down." She wondered for a moment if this was in response to her taking the reigns when they first had sex? Or the fact that they had both nearly died at the hands of a crazed Romulan! Whatever the reason, she wasn't complaining.

As he unbuttoned her dress he pulled her closer, taking one of her nipples into his mouth. Laila's chest felt tight with anticipation, she found that her lips parted uncontrollably and McCoy kissed her open mouth and caressed circles on the small of her back as the kiss deepened with urgency. Turning her so that she was knelt up McCoy leaned over and put one, two and then three fingers inside of her, and worked them hard and fast.

"Leonard! I need you!" She ground out between clenched teeth. He didn't need to be told twice, lifting her up easily he pulled her to his lap, onto his cock. Laila watched him in fascination as she rocked to and fro, his hands firmly resting on her hips. McCoy stared into her eyes, seeing her desire for him pushed him over the edge and he came quickly, then rested his sweaty face against her shoulder. They both stilled, listening to the other's breathing.

"Was that good?" She asked, McCoy could only node and grunt in response. "I'm glad." She replied happily.

Laila was painfully turned on, her own orgasm elusive. She gasped when McCoy pressed his big thumb across her clit and that's when she realised he wouldn't give up that easily. When his hot mouth found it's way to her neck, moving down to her nipples Laila came loudly, unabashed.

Man Many Days Later

McCoy was walking to his office, his office, on board the Enterprise! What the hell?! A lot had happened in such a small space of time and McCoy was still trying to wrap his head around it. As the door swished opened he immediately spotted that Laila was in his chair behind his desk. Smiling, he walked up so he was stood in front of his desk.

"Doctor Wade, you're in my spot." He said in a serious tone, Laila looked up at him and grinned.

"Excuse me?" She answered, looking confused. McCoy walked round the desk and turned the chair so that she was facing him. He loved it when she looked up at him, with her big eyes and pouted lips.

"My spot, you're in it." He ground out; he watched as Laila's hand went to the waistband of his trousers and hooking one of her fingers in, pulled him towards her.

"You want me to move?" She asked, McCoy nearly exploded when she licked her lips.

"Darlin', you carry on like that and we're going to get in a whole lot of trouble!" He warned, breaking their 'pretend'. Laila stood on tiptoes and placed her hands on his cheeks, giving him a long kiss she finally settled back down on her feet and gave him a wink.

"Have a good day today Leonard, be safe." McCoy took her hand and squeezed, it was nice knowing that someone was there caring for him, wishing him a good day and telling him to be safe.

"You too." Laila walked to the door but before she left turned back and caught his attention. "See you tonight?" She asked.

"You try keeping me away."

The End

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