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Trek Fic: They Said "It Would Be Grand!" (Pike/McCoy, PG)

Title: They Said "It Would Be Grand!" (Part 30 of To Talk of Many Things)
Authors: mga1999 and skyblue_reverie
Fandom & Pairing: Star Trek Reboot (aka AOS, ST XI, etc.), Pike/McCoy
Rating: Disappointingly PG
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
Word Count: Around 3500
Summary: The further correspondence Christopher Pike and Leonard McCoy. And some other people too!
A/N: From skyblue_reverie and mga1999: Here's a (we hope) fun shorter section to make up for the fact that we were so late with the last section. Also, for those of you keeping track of these things, we are invoking our AU rule here. In TOS, you had to be "demoted" to Captain to take command of a ship. We feel, because of the losses at Vulcan, Pike is not the only Admiral who has taken re-command of a ship. Therefore, he is NOT losing his rank of Admiral, but when addressed by his crew and on his ship, he is still Captain. And if you actually made it far in this a/n: the next part has SUPER PERVY KINKY SEX. Ha, that got your attention, didn't it?


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To: James Kirk (jkirk@starfleet.gov)
From: Leonard McCoy (lmccoy@starfleet.gov)

Jim,

You were in the hospital? You goddamned idiot, what did you do this time? Are you all right? Is everyone else involved all right? Because there's always someone else involved -- lord help the fools who get caught up in your wake, and that includes me.

I checked your Starfleet med file -- there's nothing in there yet so I'm assuming you weren't in a Starfleet facility. Who are the morons who treated you? Did they prescribe anything and if so, do they know about all of your allergies? Whatever it is, don't take it until I get a chance to double-check it against my file on you and your screwy immune system.

Where are you now? Do you need me to go there? You need a damn keeper. I let you out of my sight for two weeks and you go and get yourself hospitalized. On earth, the one place where you should be able to keep yourself out of trouble.

Comm me, you jackass, or I'm going to find out where you are and show up. And trust me, NONE of us will be happy if I have to do that.

Bones



To: Leonard McCoy (lmccoy@starfleet.gov)
From: James Kirk (jkirk@starfleet.gov)

Bones,

I'm FINE. I'm home. Since I'm an idiot and a jackass, what does it matter?

Jim


To: James Kirk (jkirk@starfleet.gov)
From: Leonard McCoy (lmccoy@starfleet.gov)

Jim,
I've had just about enough of your shit. When I get back to San Francisco, I'm going to get some answers out of you, even if I have to strap you to a biobed and hypo your ass with truth serum. Don't think I won't. You're my best friend, you infant. I care about you. More fool me, apparently.
Bones



To: James Kirk (jkirk@starfleet.gov)
From: Leonard McCoy (lmccoy@starfleet.gov)

Damn it, Jim,

Chris just turned on the newsnets and we heard about the avalanche in Tibet. I hate to say this, but you were right - it wasn't your fault. This time. Although why am I not surprised that you immediately volunteered for the rescue effort? Gotta say, the footage of you pulling an armful of puppies out of the wreckage of that building was just adorable.

Anyway, I'm damn glad you're all right, and that you didn't have anything more serious than a bit of frostbite. I'll see you Wednesday at HQ.

Bones



To: Leonard McCoy (lmccoy@starfleet.gov)
From: James Kirk (jkirk@starfleet.gov)

Bones,

I'm not sure if that was an apology or not, but I'll take it as one. I don't think I'll ever feel warm again. I thought Delta Vega was bad, but at least I was dressed for it there. Think a good bottle of whiskey would help? Bring one back with you and I just might forgive you.

I'm dead tired, Bones. I don't think you're supposed to feel like that at the end of shore leave.

Jim



To: Leonard McCoy (lmccoy@starfleet.gov)
From: Nyota Uhura (nuhura@starfleet.gov)

Leonard:

I can't believe you didn't comm me to tell me you were getting engaged! I had to find out from the 'nets, and then I called Christine and told her the news - luckily for your sake, she hadn't heard yet. There will be consequences, though. And by that, I mean a party. I don't want to hear a word about it. Just smile and nod and let us do our thing, or you will regret it.

Best,
Nyota



To: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)
From: S'chin T'gai Spock (stspock@starfleet.gov)

Admiral Pike:

Nyota informs me that it is customary among humans to send congratulations when an acquaintance or colleague becomes engaged to be married. I have always respected you and I believe that we worked well together when I was under your command. I admire your professionalism and your avoidance of excessive emotionalism.

Therefore, I offer my felicitations to you. It is to be hoped that you will be a beneficial influence upon Dr. McCoy, and that his tendency towards emotional volatility does not prove an undue aggravation to you.

Sincerely,
Commander Spock



To: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)
From: Willa E. Pike (willa.e.pike@googlemail.com)

Hi Sweetheart,

I hope you and Leonard are enjoying your last weekend of shore leave. We need to discuss the engagement party. While I would prefer to have it this summer, I know that's not feasible. Your father suggested you both take a short personal leave and hire a ship to bring you home for a few days. I was thinking the first weekend of November would be splendid and wouldn't interfere with anyone's holiday plans.

If this is possible, please let me know ASAP. I need to be able to secure the appropriate location and a first rate caterer.

Love,
Mom

P.S. We're heading to Sante Fe in the morning for a friend's show this week. Annie is meeting us there. Comm us at the house if you have time.



To: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)
From: Philip Boyce (pboyce@starfleet.gov)

Chris!

I was so happy to get your voicecomm with the news of your engagement. I'm sorry I wasn't there to answer it, and we had forwarding off. Allen and I have been in the Seychelles and we just returned home to San Francisco. Congratulations to both of you. Allen and I are just absolutely thrilled for both of you. Of course I'll be your best man, and I'll let Allen answer you on being a groomsman himself when he's back from playing basketball with Txanton.

I'll see you Wednesday for Federation Day. If you and Leonard have time this week, we'd love to either have you over to dinner to celebrate, or take you out.

I'm so happy for you, Chris. You've waited a long time for this. I'm so glad to see you so happy. You deserve it.

Philip



To: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)
From: Kianna R. Boyce (kboyce@starfleet.gov)

Dear Uncle Chris:

I might have done something very unbecoming of a future Starfleet officer when I got your comm about your engagement. I screamed. Remember when I used to get all excited about the data chips you'd sneak me of my favourite singer Rob Manson Bieber that my dads wouldn't let me listen to? Yeah, like that. You used to tell me you were deaf for days after. At least you weren't around to hear this time. My roommate was not amused.

I'm honored that you asked me to be an attendant. Well, as long as the dress isn't ugly. I'm assuming Auntie Willa is taking care of those details though, so I'm not worried. I'm so excited!!!

I can't wait to see you on Wednesday. I'm going to give you and Len the big hugs I would have given you in person if you'd been there when I got the news.

Love,
Kianna

p.s. Does this mean I'll get to dance with Captain Kirk at the reception? Isn't that like a rule or something that the best man dance with all the attendants?



To: Willa E. Pike (willa.e.pike@googlemail.com)
From: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)

Mom,

I'll have to talk to Len about this first. It might be logistically impossible as the Exeter is going to be in deep space. Len wouldn't be as difficult to get home, but I'll have to let you know. I'll see if I can move the scheduled supply stop to make it coordinate, but we may need to wait until next year.

I'll let you know as soon as I can.

Love you, Mom. Give my love to Grandma and Dad.

Your son,
Christopher



To: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)
From: Richard Barnett (rbarnett@starfleet.gov)

Dear Chris,

I was so happy to get your vidcomm about your engagement! It's about time you found someone right for you for once. Yeah, this is where I say I told you so about every other disaster of a relationship you've had in the thirty-five years I've known you.

Honestly though, Annette and I couldn't be happier for you. Dr. McCoy is a brilliant man and I could tell from the moment you two started seeing each other that it was going to be something special. I've never seen you like that with anyone.

Looking forward to seeing you this week. I blocked an extra hour out of our meeting schedules on Friday so we can have a longer lunch and catch up. We'll talk then about what I can do to help.

Sincerely,
Richard



To: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)
From: James Kirk (jkirk@starfleet.gov)

Hey old man!

Congrats! Glad you're finally making an honest man out of my best friend. Sorry I didn't write sooner. I had some problems getting home. Next shore leave, I don't think I'm leaving my assigned quarters. Maybe I'll just take a virtual trip instead. I hear you can be knocked out the entire time and have a perfect vacation that way. Can't be any worse than the one I had.

See you on Wednesday. I sent you guys back a case of wine these monks in Tibet make in a giant indoor vineyard. It should be waiting for you at your place when you get home. I'm sure it's not on the same tier as what your family makes in real soil, but it's really interesting to watch them make it.

Jim



To: Annie Michaels (housesbyannie@applemail.com)
From: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)

Annie,

We need to slow down a bit on the house stuff. Len isn't quite ready. He agreed to go ahead with renovations on the main house, but I think we'll hold off on anything else for awhile. I would suggest you comm him and maybe let him know what you had in mind for different rooms. I think he'll be more receptive to you than me.

Also, please try to slow my mom and grandmother down with the wedding stuff. God bless them, but if I get another comm from her or my grandmother asking about colors of the dresses for the attendants... Well, considering right now it's just you and Kianna to worry about in that respect -- Just help me, Annie, before the guest list is in the thousands. I told her small. Small is not eight hundred guests.

I'm starting to wonder how Len would feel about eloping. God help us all.

Chris



To: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)
From: Allen Maxwell (amaxwell@starfleet.gov)

Dear Chris,

So excited to get your news when we returned from vacation. Please pass on my congratulations to Len as well.

Kianna has commed me about twenty times since we got home yesterday. She's slightly excited about being in another wedding.

I'll be honored to be your groomsman, Chris. It will be a good excuse to dance with my daughter. She certainly wouldn't be seen with me otherwise doing any such thing. Remember when I used to hang the moon to her? As much as I hate that my baby is growing up, I will be glad to put the teenage years behind me.

I hope you and Len have time to visit with us before you leave. I'm heading back to my starbase on Tuesday, so even if you both can't make it since I know Len is leaving sooner, we should at least have lunch.

Blessings,
Allen



To: Leonard McCoy (lmccoy@starfleet.gov)
From: Mark Keller (mkeller@stjosephatl.org)

McCoy!

I saw the news! Congrats, man! I'm really happy for you. You deserve some happiness after the hell that was your last two years here. I was glad to see you again, and let's keep in touch this time, all right?

Supper is on me next time you and Chris are in these parts!

Take care and be safe,
Mark



To: Willa E. Pike (willa.e.pike@googlemail.com)
From: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)

Mom,

I talked to Len and then checked our mission plan. The only way I'd be able to get home would be during our supply stop the second week of October. I'd only be able to be there two days, three at the most. Honestly, I don't think Len will be comfortable with a big shindig. And truthfully, neither will I. Something small with immediate family and friends is what I'd prefer.

Also, we'll probably only come to Florida one day, for the party. I'd like to be able to spend a couple of days alone with Len back in Mojave. I know you understand. I promise next time I'm home, I'll visit longer.

I should be able to firm up the dates with Starfleet when I'm back there next week. I'll let you know by Friday.

I know you like to throw parties, Mom, but please respect our wishes on this one.

Have a great trip.

All my love,
Christopher



To: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)
From: Annie Michaels (housesbyannie@applemail.com)

Chris,

I had a feeling things were moving too fast for Len. I almost said something; I know how you are. I know you mean well, but let me handle this, okay? Let it settle until you're both back in space and I'll comm him and we'll start small.

The property management company that the estate lawyer was using is going to continue to monitor the property, along with the security firm you hired. I plan on going out there after my trip to Santa Fe with your parents to close it all up. I kept all the drop-cloths that were salvageable and had already purchased more before I left last time. All you guys need to do is lock it up when you go; I'll take care of the rest.

I'll do what I can with Willa and Kathleen, but you know how they are. It's impossible to get them to reason. At least you can use being millions of light years away as an excuse.

Let me know if you need anything else. Behave yourself!

Love,
Annie



To: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)
From: Ayumi Sato (asato@starfleet.gov)

Captain Pike,

I want to offer my congratulations on your engagement. I will confess, it was a surprise. I wouldn't have thought a man of your intellect would subscribe to such an archaic tradition. Nevertheless, it is obvious that Dr. McCoy makes you happy and I wish you both the best.

Have you set a date yet? I read this morning that there will be an engagement party in the fall. Does that mean the mission plan for the Exeter will be changing from what I received from headquarters last week?

Looking forward to seeing you at the festivities for Federation Day on Wednesday, sir. As you know, everything is proceeding on plan for our departure on 2260.193.

Regards,
Commander Sato



To: Ayumi Sato (asato@starfleet.gov)
From: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)

Commander Sato,

Thank you for your congratulations, although they were not necessary. I have been married before, Commander; I would have thought you were aware of that.

We have not set a date yet, but yes, there will be a party thrown by my parents in the fall. It will coincide with our scheduled stop at Starbase Valera for re-supply and shore leave for the crew and I'll be taking a personal ship home for no more than three days.

Since I'm sure you're wondering, my marriage will not interrupt my command, nor do I plan on leaving the Exeter during this tour, or the next. Dr. McCoy will remain CMO on the Enterprise after our marriage.

We will be beaming into Starfleet Headquarters bright and early on Wednesday morning. I will see you at the command crew meeting I have on the schedule for 0730 before the festivities begin at 0900.

Captain Pike



To: Annie Michaels (housesbyannie@applemail.com)
From: Christopher Pike (cpike@starfleet.gov)

Annie,

Behave myself? I'll have you know I have impeccable manners from the finest schools on the planet. Oh wait, I forgot who I'm talking to. You know better.

I'm an idiot, Annie. And the harder I try to not do something stupid, the worse it seems to get. There are times I wish you were ten years older than me instead of ten years younger so you could tell me how many times my parents dropped me on my head. I'm guessing a lot, but when I ask mom, she just gives me that look.

Okay, so I'm an idiot and an asshole. I've been alone too long and have been too used to doing things my way and I have no idea how to be otherwise. I don't know why he puts up with me, honestly.

I'm going to turn the comm unit here at the house off and put mine on priority only. And no, my parents do not have the code for that. I'll check messages at least once a day, but I'm finishing up work right now and not dealing with anything I don't have to until we leave early Wednesday morning. I'll comm Wednesday afternoon and check in with you and my parents. Grandma probably won't talk to me for a week after this, but it's needed before he changes his mind and decides to dump my stupid ass.

Thanks, Annie. I'm lucky as hell to have you.

Love,
Chris


To: Leonard McCoy (lmccoy@starfleet.gov)
From: Christine Chapel (cchapel@starfleet.gov)

Dear Leonard:

I heard the wonderful news from Nyota. Congratulations! Dare I hope that this will improve your bedside manner? No, I didn't think so.

Nyota wanted to throw you a big bash but I convinced her to keep it small. I told her you'd hate anything big and elaborate. She said "I know," and the look on her face was pure evil. Next time, if you've got news, tell her before she finds out from the 'nets! She's hell on wheels when she's pissed off.

Of course I am too, just about different things. I've got the medical supply stores arranged exactly how I like them, so when you get back to the Enterprise don't even think about messing it up.

Give Admiral Pike my best and tell him that if he hurts you, he'll have both Nyota and me to contend with, and he won't enjoy it a bit. Of course, that goes for you too - don't screw this up or you'll answer to us.

Take care,
Christine


To: Leonard McCoy (lmccoy@starfleet.gov)
From: Jocelyn Treadway (jocelyn@opalgallery.com)

Dear Len:

I just heard about your engagement. Congratulations. You and Admiral Pike are obviously very well-suited.

I wanted to tell you that I'm sorry for my part in the way things went between us at the end. And if it means anything to you, I've forgiven you for your part in it. We were both doing the best we could; it just wasn't enough.

I guess everything happens for a reason, though, because I can see that you're happier now than you ever were with me. I know we'll never be friends again, but I hope we can at least find some peace between us.

Don't worry about writing back. I don't want to put you in an awkward position. Just - take care of yourself, all right?

Jocelyn



To: Christine Chapel (cchapel@starfleet.gov)
From: Nyota Uhura (nuhura@starfleet.gov)

Christine:

Spock's going to pull some strings to get us the Starfleet ambassadorial suite for the party. It's got a nice cozy area for giving small private parties. I think it'll be perfect. And do not even ask what I had to promise Spock to get him to talk to his father so we could get that room. Leonard had better appreciate this, is all I'm saying.

Thanks for sending over the personal comm addresses for the medbay staff. I'll contact them and the bridge crew, plus Scotty and Gaila. Anyone else we should invite?

You're in charge of food and decorations. Those kind of details give me hives.

Later, babe,
Nyota



To: Nyota Uhura (nuhura@starfleet.gov)
From: Christine Chapel (cchapel@starfleet.gov)

Nyota, sweetie,

Don't worry, I won't ask what you had to promise Spock. In fact, if it's all the same to you, I'd rather not think about it too hard. Did I ever tell you I had a terrible crush on him at the Academy? God, it's so embarrassing to think about it now. That was before I knew you, of course. Anyway, I promise, I'm totally over it. I've got my eye on other game now.

I'm on top of the food and decorations. Sulu and Chekov are bringing booze, so you know there will be plenty. We'll just have to make sure it doesn't devolve into drunken debauchery. Hmm, maybe we should water the drinks?

See you Wednesday.

Love,
Christine






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