A/N: Okay, so I told myself 'No more fanfiction until you finish your video'. However, I'm ahead on all my schoolwork and quite BORED. So I've started another story because it's easier to get permission to work on a Word Document than an editing program. Surprise treat, y'all! Just an unfinished idea I've got bouncing around- we'll see where this goes. I don't own Star Trek.

"Uhura! Status of the landing party!"

"No response from any members of landing party, sir. At least two communicators have been damaged!"

"Demetrian bombardment continuing, Captain! Ground forces moving in!"

"Scotty, get more power to communications and sensors; start beaming up the landing party as soon as you locate them."

"Aye, sir!"

"Bio-sensors locate H'rd Xalen, Captain. Condition unknown."

"Beam him up! Sickbay; emergency medical team to the transporter room. Stand by for possible casualties."

"Demetrian bombardment has ceased, Captain! Forces pulling out."

"Mr. Spock, what's the status of Pentarii?"

"H'rd Xalen has beamed aboard, sir."

"Demolished buildings and rubble strewn about. The people appear to be fine shape."

"Yes, but what about our people?"

"Lieutenants Gordon and Douglas have beamed aboard, sir. Emergency medical team is taking Douglas into surgery."

"That still leaves three unaccounted for. Mr. Sulu, status!"

"Demetrian forces are moving back to Vilsa."

"Scan for human life forms stat! Before they get under the dampening field!"

"Sensors locate one form, Captain."

"Beam him up!"

"Nurse Radner has beamed aboard."

"The Demetrians have moved under the dampening field, Captain."

"Scotty, analysis on the dampening field."

"Affects only sensors. Someone could walk in, and we can still use the transporter. We just can't detect who we'll beam out."

"Captain, the Nekati report finding one of our own. He's in critical condition."

"Locate it, Lieutenant, and beam him up!"

"Nekati forces from the woods advancing upon Vilsa, Captain."

"What are the odds of their chances, Spock?"

"They seem to be storming the city."

"Uhura, who beamed aboard?"

"Lieutenant Axel, sir. He's being prepped for surgery."

"That still leaves Bones. Spock, locate Dr. McCoy!"

"Scans of Pentarii reveal no trace. The dampening field around Vilsa is still in effect."

"Nekati forces retreating from Vilsa, Captain! A few explosions in the city."

"Demetrian forces are not pursuing them."

"Sir! The Nekati report having located Dr. McCoy!"

"Beam him up at once!" Kirk surged out of his seat. "Spock, you have the conn. Sulu, keep monitoring the events of the planet."

"Aye sir!"

"If another attack happens I want to be told at once!" Kirk entered the turbolift and rushed for the transporter room. Mr. Kyle was at the controls when he entered. "Isn't he aboard yet?"

"Coming sir," Kyle said, frantically working the controls.

A form wavered on the transporter pad. Kirk held his breath. What state would the doctor be in? The figure shimmered gold, and then solidified into the scowling doctor. His blue eyes blazed fury and his arms were crossed tightly across his chest.

"Bones…" Kirk trailed, concerned.

"I don't want to talk about it," McCoy snapped, and stalked out of the transporter room.

A/N: This little idea started out very small in that semi-conscious state right before sleep (or I dreamed it, I can't tell). It was just Kirk, concerned/worried, and McCoy beaming aboard mad and stalking away with the words 'I don't want to talk about it'. I figured that was enough and started speculating on the surrounding events. Now I've got enough material to write a story on (even if I don't know the ending- yet). Please review!