They say goodnight more quickly. . . "Ah, Jim. . ." "Yes, Bones?" "Sorry if I said anything. . . you know. . ." "Bones, after all we've been through, I don't think. . ." He broke off and clapped a hand on the shoulder of his chief physician. Both smiled. "And thanks for prying me out of that chair." Turning toward his bedroom door, he waved a hand backward and said, "See you in the morning." Leonard McCoy watched his friend turn away, and he found that a strange combination of relief and regret was spinning through him. He shook his head once, twice, and turned toward his own room, a new thought crossing his mind.

the camping scene
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