The suspect lashes out, his blade sticking fast into Morse's flank. There's a twist, a tear. Blood erupts from the wound, staining his previously white shirt a rather brilliant shade of crimson. [Morse gets stabbed and Thursday is anything but happy.]

Never in the years that the two of them have been living in 221B have they ever gone out and sought an evergreen for their living room, lights and decorations and all. It had never even come up in conversation. Not once. He wasn't even sure that Mrs. Hudson went through the effort of putting up a tree, but she did hang several festive wreathes from every door, including their own.

Bones jumps in front of a phaser meant for his Captain.

Jim falls and breaks his ankle during a training exercise and Bones must patch him up.

The first thing Merlin wants to say is "I'm not crying" but tears have forced their way down his face in droves. His blue eyes are red-rimmed and watery and every so often he'll whimper, quietly. He swallows around the knot in his throat and nods. He is not a coward.