action;
[Darcy, having gone to the ladies room, reenters Sickbay just in time to see McCoy crumple to the floor. She gasps loudly then cries out, running over to him. It seems like everything that his skin was holding in was outside his body and spreading across the previously ridiculously clean floor of Sickbay. She falls to her knees beside him, blood inching across the floor, soaking into the knees of her workpants.]
No, no! Nonononono, you can't go, too. You can't leave me. You just got back. [She babbles softly, lifting him by his armpits, his upperhalf now resting on her thighs.] This damn crew's dropping like flies and Jim told me to look out for you.
[Tears flood her vision and she shakes him a little.] Please. Please. Please don't be dead, Leonard. Please.
[But it's obviously, her pleading falls on deaf ears.]