Martha had just finished setting up the MRI, when Jack's body began to contort with a seizure again. Martha turned the machine on anyway so that she could try and get a reading of what was happening to his brain during the seizure. She planned to continue to run them after to find out what they were dealing with. Although she was unhappy to see that Jack was having a seizure again, she was calm about it. She was about to tell him he was being silly when the Doctor snipped at him.

"Stop it now," The Doctor growled angrily as he glared down at Jack.

"Doctor," Martha chastised him with her tone. "I agree he is just being silly now, but we don't need to yell at him. He is going to stop this silliness and then wake up." Martha glared right back at the Doctor as she kept her tone calm. The seizure thankfully didn't last as long as the first one and Jack immediately began to breathe on his own again after. Martha rubbed Jack's shoulder roughly to try to rouse him, but he showed no signs that he was coming around.

The Doctor on the other hand, just stared at Jack lost. Ever since Jack had became immortal, he didn't get sick, or even stay hurt for long. It was selfish to admit, but part of the reason that he loved Jack, is that Jack wouldn't leave him. Jack would be there by his side, long after the humans he loved passed on. They could raise their two children together and he would never be alone again. Yet because of him Jack was hurt.

The MRI finished running and together they reviewed Jack's scans. As they did Jack decided to have a third seizure but it was short lived. Looking at the scans they saw that Jack's brain activity was way to high for him being in a coma like state. His brain activity should have been low but instead it seemed as he was still being stimulated some how. As if he was still lost in the game. The Doctor considered trying to reach Jack through a telepathic connection, but with out a third party who could pull him back, it was too dangerous. He didn't know what was causing the activity and he feared he could become lost as well.

"I have never seen brain activity so high in a coma patient before. It is almost as if he is dreaming," Martha said as she reviewed the scans. "Any ideas on how to wake him up.

"Hmm, a few," the Doctor answered. He pulled out his thinking glasses and put them on as he leaned closer. "Until he does wake up though, we need to make sure that we are getting him plenty of nutrition. His body requires a lot of calories and without them he could starve to death in just a few days. I will get the high energy drips off the TARDIS as well as more seizure medication for him."

"I know I sound horrible for asking this, but would it be kinder to let him die and revive?" Ianto asked revealing that he was still standing off to the side of the room watching them.

"Letting him die is not an option Ianto," The Doctor said sadly. In a rare open display of affection, he kissed Jack on the forehead and brushed Jack's hair back softly with his fingers. "Martha do you still have the energy reader you use for me?"

"Of course," Martha stated. She pulled out the small box and the Doctor hooked it up to Jack. He manipulated the settings with his screwdriver to read Jack's energy. They both stared at the readings in surprise when they saw that Jack's energy had dropped to %80. Something was killing Jack and the Doctor feared that if they didn't reserve it, this time he could die for good. He sat down heavily beside Jack and took Jack's hand in his. He wouldn't let that happen, he was going to save Jack.

"Just sit there and relax Doctor. I am going to go and get the drips for Jack. I want you to stay off of your feet until I get back. Do you understand?" He nodded. He didn't look up as Martha handed him a bottle of water. She was worried with how pale the Doctor had become. "Good, drink the water and I will be back shortly." He continued to hold the water in one hand and Jack's hand in the other as her footsteps retreated out of the room.

"I need you Jack," The Doctor whispered as soon as Martha was out of the room.