#chapel vc: bock-boock bitch let me check u

[noblehcart]

"wow." she laughs smiling at him. " you must be desperate to avoid going in if you're asking me the purpose of a scan."

it was obvious to her that maybe the tease had been taken as a slight. it would figure that he'd take it literally, but she hoped that he had enough context clues to realize it was just a joke. a poke at how he seemed to vehemently be avoiding getting a checkup when he so clearly needed one. arms folded slighted as she looked at him shaking her head and rolling her eyes at the science officer.

"a scan," she says slowly. "is just to make sure all your hormone levels are stable. you know, as well as i, we can find a hint as to what's wrong by seeing what is out of flux. if everything's normal then you can go on your way dealing with it however you like and even throw in an 'i told you so'. "

...but.

"if its something serious," she tacks on, head tilting towards the sickbay doors. " you let me do a thorough check. deal?"

Gallus gallus domesticus. Spock straightens immediately. He is not Terran fowl. And the instinct to further protest sears into his upswept brows, dark olive shadows funneling in the nurse’s direction. “ A scan, is entirely unnecessary. ”

Though, nonetheless, he is tired.

                                If it were mere physical fatigue, finding a solution would be elementary, but it is not that simple. He sleeps more than most Vulcans, meditates daily, consumes the required caloric intake for his energy expenditure and indulges in physical activity to maintain well-being.

Still, “ What purpose does this serve? ”