Written in the Stars (Khan x OC x L.McCoy/Bones)

I Love Fluffy Things!

Author's Note: Hello you lovely readers! We are so close to entering into the next movie, which I'm so excited for. Anyway! Here's a fluffy filler chapter. As always, thank you for the comments, follows and votes. I appreciate all the love and support for my story!

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek! All rights belong to JJ Abrams (movie references) and Gene Roddenberry (TOS references). Any grammatical errors or mistakes you find I hope you can forgive me! Happy reading everyone!

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"Jim, you got a minute?" I called as I stepped into the briefing room that he and Spock were currently sitting in.

"Bones, take a seat. What can I do for you today?" Jim greeted with his feet rested on top of the table. "Personal or professional?"

"A bit of both." I said as I took a seat beside Spock and right across from Jim. "It's about Allyson."

"Trouble in paradise already?" Jim asked.

"I did say it was also a professional matter." I huffed. "It's about when we reach the space station. I want you to allow Ally to take the full shore leave."

"Of course." Jim said before I shook my head.

"I mean it Jim, no working at all during this shore leave." I stated firmly. "From a medical standpoint, she's been working nonstop since we've been in space. Why, the only time I remember her taking any sort of official break is at the beginning of this year when we made a quick stop back on Earth." I sighed as I thought about Allyson. "She cares too much about other people's well being, that she doesn't realize she can burn out too."

"If we base it off Earth's calendar, she does work six days a week and spends her free day in her quarters." Spock said. "From her time in the academy she's always put her work above all else. Unless she's told, ordered, to take a few days off...she will continue to work according to her schedule."

"So..." Jim looked back to me in question.

"She'll take the shore leave if you make it mandatory." I said pointedly.

"You are our chief medical officer, Bones." Jim stated. "You can order her to take shore leave."

"Yes, and that worked so well when she was injured during our battle against the Narada." I sighed. "If I tell her that you made it mandatory, I would very much appreciate it if you back up my statement if she were to confirm it with you."

"Sure, sure." Jim nodded. "So that was professional, what about personal?"

"That is my 'personal' reason, I am concerned for the health and wellbeing of my Mate." I stared at Jim, who simply stared back and waited patiently for me to continue. I could only sigh, I suppose I needed someone to talk to about the predicament I was in, if only to just get things off my chest. "She hasn't experienced things that most of us were fortunate enough to have."

"And that would be?" Jim asked as I held eye contact with my friend. "A childhood. The chance to rebel, to grow and socialize with people her age."

"What do you mean?" Jim asked curiously, a deep furrow in his brow as he cocked his head to the side in confusion.

"The DeLuca family is known to breed their children for greatness, conditioned to act as a proper Starfleet cadet from the moment of their birth. They are also expected to become Captain once graduating from the academy." Spock spoke up. "When I first met Allyson back in the academy, I knew I had heard that last name before and I wanted to see if there was any relation between the two. Upon further investigation, she is indeed connected to the DeLuca name, more specifically she is the youngest child of the reputable Admiral Caius DeLuca. Caius DeLuca being the eldest child of retired Fleet Admiral Barnabas DeLuca."