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Title: Joanna vs. The Enterprise
Author: [profile] down_fell_jill 
Rating: PG, mild swearing by Bonesy
Progress: 6/7
A/N: Written for McCoy-a-thon
, Prompt by [livejournal.com profile] jadecanary 

I'd love to see a take-your-daughter-to-work scenario where young Joanna McCoy comes to stay with Bones on the Enterprise for a week. Obviously SHENANIGANS occur, because at least some of that attitude must be passed down. Bonus points for Joanna having a crush on another crew member.

Monday
Tuesday
Wednesday
Thursday
Friday

 

 

“Joanna, honey, I think it’s time to go to bed,” McCoy brushes her dark hair back behind her ear, smiling at the adorably grouchy look his daughter gives him from nearly closed eyes. They’re sitting in what passes for a livingroom in the CMO’s quarters, surrounded by streamers and wrapping paper from the presents the crew had collected for his daughter’s last day on the Enterprise. It touches McCoy deeply to see how much effort his crewmates – his friends – have put towards making Joanna’s last night a happy memory. “We’ve gotta get you on that shuttle bright and early. C’mon, upsy-daisy.”

 

“Dun wanna,” Joanna says with a soft growl, clutching the strangely predatory looking teddy bear Spock had given her closely. McCoy frowns down at her, and she gives him an equally stubborn scowl from her curled position at the end of the couch. There is a small pile of gifts on the cushion beside her; dilithium crystal fragments strung into a bracelet from Keenser, a model of the Enterprise from Jim and an outdated medical tricorder rigged to give joke diagnostics from Chekhov. “Can’t I stay up a bit longer? I’m not tired.”

 

“Uh huh,” McCoy says sceptically as Joanna tries and fails to hold back a large yawn. He lifts her up into his arms ignoring her sleepy protests. His daughter feels heavy in his arms, a sharp reminder of the years he missed going to the academy. He swallows back a lump in his throat as he carries her into the bedroom to tuck her in. “Sleep time, princess. You’ve got a big day tomorrow.”

 

“Daddy,” Joanna whispers, biting her lip as he tucks her under the warm blanket. She tugs the stuffed Sehlat closer to her chin and peers up at him with a sad look in her eyes. McCoy sits lightly on the mattress beside her, rubbing her arm comfortingly. She sets her jaw as determinedly as a nine year old can and says softly, “I don’t want to go tomorrow.”

“Honey, we talked about this,” McCoy says in an even tone, trying not to show his heartbreak to his daughter. She sniffles up at him as her eyes fill with tears, and McCoy crushes her to his chest as she begins to cry. “Shh, I know sweetie. I’d love for you to stay... but you need to go with your mother. Go back to all your friends, don’t you want that?”

“No,” Joanna hiccups out, her face tight against his neck as she cries from deep in her stomach, not the loud angry tears of a petulant child, but the quiet ones of a heart in pain. McCoy feels his eyes start to burn, and blinks in an attempt to keep the tears at bay. His baby girl needs him, damnit, and he’s not going to start blubbering in front of her. “I wanna stay daddy. I wanna stay with you, and Mr. Spock, and Jim, and Chris –”

 

Joanna’s voice breaks on his nurse’s name, and she cries more into his shoulder, his hands span her small back as it heaves with her sobs. McCoy feels adrift in a strange way as he attempts to calm his daughter, trying to convince her to leave when its the last thing he wants. He should never have let his ex-wife take custody; if only he hadn’t been curled up at the bottom of a bottle he’d have done right by his little girl instead of running away to Starfleet. 

“I’m sorry sweetheart,” McCoy says, his own voice hitching as he can no longer keep his emotions at bay. First one tear, then another roll down his slightly unshaven cheeks as he buries his face in her hair, still smelling of the apple shampoo he borrowed from Christine. They stay curled around each other long after Joanna cries herself to sleep, and McCoy’s voice is hoarse from the apologies he repeats even after that.

 

The next morning is the worst day of his life, as McCoy has to carry his daughter off his ship, off his home and back to the shuttle that will carry her light-years away from him. He stands there for nearly an hour after it’s gone, looking out in the direction of Earth, thinking in circles about his past, his daughter, and their future.

Jim doesn’t bat an eyelash when he demands the paperwork for onboard dependants when he gets back on the ship.

 EDIT: Sunday

 

 

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Date: 2009-06-24 05:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cocohufflepuffs.livejournal.com
Oooohhh... beautiful and painful. Wish I could be more constructive, but I'm all the snifflies, sry.

The tender hope in the last line, however, keeps away some of the ache.

Good job and thanks for posting a reminder in the kink meme!

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Date: 2009-06-24 05:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] down-fell-jill.livejournal.com
I was like "HMMM, no one has commented ;_;"

And one of my internet bbs posted "where are you?"

And then I realised my stupidity -_-"

Not to worry, 7th part is being beta'd, and is full of fluffy happiness :D

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Date: 2009-06-24 05:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cocohufflepuffs.livejournal.com
Awww, extra cybercookies for you then. It certainly wasn't because you didn't have anyone hooked on this. 8)

And yeythankgawdthere'sapart7! I can stop stress-petting my kitties now. ;P One's already bald enough!

.... And you're uberawesome for Guinan! <3<3 *misses her liek whoah*

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Date: 2009-06-24 05:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] down-fell-jill.livejournal.com
IKR? I got her when I joined where_no_woman, so I have a woman icon for my posts. I'm going to hunt down more when I have free time to surf the icon communities, I need a good janeway one like WHOA too.

Awwww, poor kitties :(

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Date: 2009-06-24 05:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cocohufflepuffs.livejournal.com
Even better than cybercookies: Icons here (http://dk2022.livejournal.com/513212.html#cutid1) and tons over here (http://be-lanna.livejournal.com/tag/icon+challenge).

(no subject)

Date: 2009-06-24 05:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silverearthelf.livejournal.com
OK, I am NOT even kidding I checked your journal TODAY and this was not up and it also wasn't on my friend's list. I was worried I'd not seen you since you updated your Bones/Chapel story. LJ has lost it's mind again.
**cries for Joanna and Bones**
Ok, first: Joanna wanting to stay with Bones and crying is just heartbreaking. I wanted to literally cry.
Second- God I want her to join Bones so bad, but I can just imagine what her mother would have to say. Bones' ex-wife is a trip in TOS let alone reboot... Jocelyn had a fit when she joined med school.

(no subject)

Date: 2009-06-24 05:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] down-fell-jill.livejournal.com
LJ hates me, I put it on notice about a week ago, BUT IT HAS NOT LISTENED! >:(

My posts seem to either show up, or vanish depending on if I use rich text or HTML, I have no idea why -_-"

So no worries, i just have massive computer fail :(

Jocelyn is her cannon name? I can't remember what i put in like chapter one... should I edit? DDDDD:

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Date: 2009-06-24 05:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silverearthelf.livejournal.com
I know that's her name in one of the books, but I don't know if that is her official name, or if she even has one. I'm used to using that as her name so I automatically used it. Sorry.

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Date: 2009-06-24 05:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] down-fell-jill.livejournal.com
Someone posted on my flist about that novel, so I'm going to make it canon for this story, just so its easier for people to read XD. Thnx bb!

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Date: 2009-06-24 05:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cocohufflepuffs.livejournal.com
Pardon my butting in.... but which novel is that?? I've been prodding for recs pertaining to novels that feature good tidbits about Bones. 8D

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Date: 2009-06-24 05:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silverearthelf.livejournal.com
No Problem, and that sounds great.

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Date: 2009-06-26 03:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zerrah.livejournal.com
OMG so sad! :'( Such a touching scene. The last line made it worth it, though.

I love the small gifts the crew gave her, very cute.

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