Christine Chapel was leaving the Enterprise to start her new life today. She anxiously paced the transporter room hoping that someone special would come to see her off. She broke into a bright smile as the door opened and Doctor McCoy came hustling in.
“Oh, good,” He said with a lopsided grin. “I didn’t miss you.” He took her hand.
“I have a little going away present for you.” Chris give him a little velvet box.
“But you’re the one going away, darlin’.” He protested. Still under her nervous gaze he opened the box. Inside was a St. Nicholas medal. Bones was puzzled.
“He is the patron saint of the transporter, because of the three dismembered boys he reassembled and brought back to life.” She explained. “It should be doubly blessed because this is St. Nicholas’ Day.” Christine took the medal from the box and placed it around Leonard’s neck. She carefully tucked it into his shirt and patted it. “There all safe.” She said with a smug and sad smile.
The good doctor led his former head nurse to the edge of the pad. He glanced up. “Well, lookee here! Mistletoe! That parasite seems to be popping up all over the ship, must be the season.” Chris blushed, but put her arms on Len’s shoulders. He planted a juicy kiss on her hot lips. She returned the kiss in full measure. “Miss Chapel, I do declare!” They laughed.
“Just consider that incentive to come and seek me out when you get to San Francisco.” She gave him a quick buss. “Remember, you’re not my supervisor anymore.” With that she stepped onto the transporter and departed in a golden rain.
Bones stood there, his hand resting on the medal inside his shirt. Under his breath he muttered. “I searched the world over, and thought I found true love, but you met another and ... you were gone."!”
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