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For the safety of the Landing Party, Starfleet Regulations requires the members to check in with the ship regularly. It's routine and fairly uninteresting, and Jim barely paid attention to Uhura rattling off the names as they contacted the ship - barely noticed until she realized one name was missing. "And Bones?"
The lieutenant shook her head. "Not yet, Captain. Do you want me to hail him?"
"By all means," she said, a little distracted by the completely unnecessary but tedium-breaking lecture she planned to give him on the importance of checking in on time. Once Uhura gave her the nod, Jim launched into the preliminary. "You know, Bones, I just might decide not to let you dirtside anymore if you can't learn to look at a chronometer."
Silence.
"Bones?"
She bit her lip - not worried, not yet, there's still time - and snapped out a "Dr. McCoy, report" but he still didn't say anything and the Bridge crew was beginning to exchange worried glances. She forced her voice to be even, calm. "Lt. Uhura, have the transporter chief lock onto his comm's signal and notify Security that I want a detail to meet me in Transporter Room Two as soon as possible. Mr. Spock, you have the conn."
Before anyone could object, she half-sprinted for the lift and the transporter. Bones was not going to hear the end of this if he'd decided he was too busy to answer the comm.
The lieutenant shook her head. "Not yet, Captain. Do you want me to hail him?"
"By all means," she said, a little distracted by the completely unnecessary but tedium-breaking lecture she planned to give him on the importance of checking in on time. Once Uhura gave her the nod, Jim launched into the preliminary. "You know, Bones, I just might decide not to let you dirtside anymore if you can't learn to look at a chronometer."
Silence.
"Bones?"
She bit her lip - not worried, not yet, there's still time - and snapped out a "Dr. McCoy, report" but he still didn't say anything and the Bridge crew was beginning to exchange worried glances. She forced her voice to be even, calm. "Lt. Uhura, have the transporter chief lock onto his comm's signal and notify Security that I want a detail to meet me in Transporter Room Two as soon as possible. Mr. Spock, you have the conn."
Before anyone could object, she half-sprinted for the lift and the transporter. Bones was not going to hear the end of this if he'd decided he was too busy to answer the comm.
