The pain had subsided. The agonizing gut wrenching pain was long gone. It was less terrible than the agonizer that Mirror Thelin had put him into. Snatcher staring at horror. His hands on the glass as his entire body felt like it was being ripped limb by limb within. The pain left a permanent memory in his mind. Jim could hear the sounds of beeping. His eyes slowly opened to a bright scenery. He could feel the slightest of all sensation coming from his toes. Phantom pain, Jim assumed, that lying bastard gave me a faulty device! His hands slowly clenched into a fist. That lying bastard told him the pain he went through was just the body getting adjusted to the device. Jim forced opened his eyes to a almost white scenery.

"Sulu?" Jim said, seeing the older man sitting down in a chair reading a padd.

"Good afternoon, sleeping beauty." Sulu said.

"Why do I feel sore all over?" Jim asked.

"You went through thirteen hours worth of surgery to remove the brace," Sulu said. "I assumed that the doctor lied to you, obviously." Jim eyed the man. "After I had the opportunity to see a red eyed Spock come in to the mess hall two days ago."

"I have been out for two days?" Jim asked.

"Yes." Sulu said. "They had to replicate blood and something along the lines of bone regeneration." He lowered the pad. "Doctor Chase was arrested on . . ." He started to count his fingers. "Lying," He tapped on his second finger. "Stealing," He tapped his third finger. "Illegally using devices," He tapped his forth finger. "On the elderly without Star Fleet authorization," And he tapped his fifth finger. "And nearly killing the captain who helped formulate Star Fleet, that makes it five."

"Trial?" Jim said.

"All ready done. Live streamed. Star Fleet felt it wasn't appropriate to have the trial face to face given that most of the patients who had the surgery were recuperating and the other eyewitnesses who knew." Sulu explained. "You remember Nurse Rand. . . right?"

"Yes." Jim said.

"She has been reassigned to a Penal Colony." Sulu said. "She lost her nursing license."

Jim sighed.

"And why did they not just remove the damn things when I complained about it?" Jim asked.

"Well, it would have taken longer than five hours to do that," Sulu said. "From what I heard about yours. Yours was extensive. You are lucky that you had the three best surgeons in the galaxy on you." He snickered. "Doctor McCoy will be back by the end of the week. I spoke with him earlier. He is outright furious."

"I am a lucky man." Jim said.

"Yes, you are." Sulu said.

"What about Chase?" Jim asked.

"Penal colony. Been replaced by Doctor Alice Cameron." Sulu said. "You are in a hospital in the city. Spock been . . . er. . . too emotional to come."

"Too emotional?" Jim said. "Oh no." He briefly closed his eyes thinking back at the look of panic on the Vulcan's face. "Right." He sighed, feeling a tinge of regret. "I should have requested it to be removed."

Sulu handed Jim a spare padd.

"He wanted me to give this to you when you were awake." Sulu said.

Jim looked down.

Would you like to terminate our Hilson holo-adventure?
-S'chn T'gai Spock.

Jim softly smiled.

"That is a nice weird name." Jim said. "And he said it could not be pronounced."

I have a better idea.
-Jim.

Jim hit send.

Which is?
-Spock.

Jim tapped on the screen.

Why don't we include Bones after we conclude our last Hilson adventure? I can be Wilson, you can be House, and Bones could be Cuddy.
-Jim

Jim waited.

That is acceptable. Historically, they were shipped together but there has not been a threesome name for them by the fandom.
-Spock.

Jim laughed.

I love you.

Sulu looked up with a surprised look on his face once Jim read out loud, "Send."

Jim looked up toward Sulu.

"What?" Jim asked.

"That is unexpected," Sulu said. "Since when did you get intimate?"

Jim could feel his cheeks redden.

"We are platonic." Jim found himself saying.

Sulu nodded.

"Uh huh," Sulu said. "You don't have to hide it from me."

Bing!

Jim looked down toward the screen.

DAMN IT, SPOCK, WHY DID YOU SEND I LOVE YOU TO ME? I WAS RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF SOMETHING IMPORTANT!

-YOUR PISSED OFF NEIGHBORHOOD DOCTOR.

Jim laughed.

My apologies, Doctor.
-Spock.

Jim selected the chatbox with Spock.

I love you.
-Jim.

"Okay," Jim said. "I am not romantically interested in Spock. If at all, I ship Spock and Bones. Not Spock and I."

"Well that Hilson adventure implies otherwise." Sulu said.

"You got me on that." Jim said, with a sigh.

"We got his arrest on the media." Sulu said.

"I want to see it." Jim said.

Sulu raised the remote aiming it at the direction of the screen. The screen bleeped to life displaying colorful images. He changed it to a program that was currently talking about medical professionals and their duty to their patients. The scenery on the screen turned to the Sweet Hill Nursing Home. There were Star Fleet officers coming into Sick Bay. Doctor Chase was treating Trelane who had a bad leg. The look on Chase's face was priceless. Chase acted confused like he had no idea what was going on. Trelane was tended to by a male nurse who calmed him down. The officers gave him his miranda rights and towed him out with his hands cuffed behind his back.

"Jim. . ." Sulu said. "There is some bad news you won't like."

"Which is?" Jim asked.

"With the damage done by the brace. . ." Sulu said. "There is no chance you can walk again."