... Oh my God The Vorkosigan Series?! I always assume I'm the only person on the internet that's read them! ♥

In that vein... hm. Something with Ivan and Byerly Vorrutyer snarking at each other? No pairing, just. You know. Snark. Does that work as a theme?

Note - I'm still pondering this one. I haven't read Byerly in ages and that's tripping me up, but, not forgotten! <3

Haha, no worries, babe! ♥ By is... special, to be sure.

Star Trek - TOS
Uhura/McCoy (or Uhura-McCoy)
re-educate, nomad, trust

I just rewatched Changeling. :)

"That's impossible! My god, what is he thinking?"

To say that McCoy's reaction to Spock's decision that Uhura could be re-educated from the data contained in the Enterprise's library banks is volcanic would be an understatement. He paces his sickbay, anger and powerlessness making him sick to his stomach, swearing and muttering to himself. It is only when a greatly puzzled and sweetly concerned Uhura attempts to pat his arm that he calms down, gazing back at the child-like worry directed at him with sorrow and regret.

"We can try," offers Nurse Chapel, hands alighting gently on the other woman's shoulders. "We can try, right?"

And so they try.

~*~

The rate she learns at is phenomenal, McCoy realizes the next day. As soon as they've gotten Standard through to her, she starts devouring her way through each and every manual and essay they present her with dedicated passion and glee. With each passing moment, with each passing hour, they being to look for more information to throw at her, more tests for her to pass and succeed at again.

McCoy delves into medical journals and research about memory loss.

It is not too long before his research rate begins to match Uhura's learning speed.

Nurse Chapel's smiles are brighter than any star's from thereon. McCoy and Uhura begin competing, to see who may earn the most of them.

~*~

"Lieutnenant Uhura is an exceptional individual. I had no doubt she would be able to effect a full recovery in record time."

Spock's words are spoken with utter certainty.

"You mean, impossible time." McCoy waves stacks of datapads at him, not swearing. It's the closest to an apology he'll get and he can tell Spock is pleased by this, though he'd never admit to it.

"Doctor. Between Uhura's own natural intellectual proficiency and your medical skills, there was no other outcome possible."

Bones stares and Jim laughs. Uhura sweetly murmurs something in an obscure, ancient Vulcan dialect from the doorway and Spock's eartips turn a delicate shade if green.

I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS.

THANK YOU.

:D

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I am full of joy and delight over it. Bones apologized. Your Christine is beautiful. Thank you. :D

This is much win, yes. Thank you so much!

Hrm...how about Chekov/McCoy -- drunk and overconfident?