He stepped off the TARDIS into Torchwood hub. Unlike the building that was it's predecessor, this building was located underground in the sewers. He was glad of the change and maybe he could believe Jack that he had changed it to honor him. It reminded him of Jack after all, and he would have found that comforting if he wasn't so worried. After Martha stepped off, he pulled the TARDIS door closed hard and she let it swing past the other door and hit him. He grumbled as he slammed the door closed and then kicked her again for good measure. She thrummed angrily at him. He didn't care, she could throw her fit.
"If you ever want to get into that cupboard, you might want to get on her good side." Martha commented.
"So why are you at Torchwood?" The Doctor asked as a change of subject.
"Jack needed a medic, after his passed, so I am on loan from UNIT." Martha answered. He nodded and kept walking, Jack elbowed him softly in the side. He glared at Jack and Jack shook his head. He normally would push the Time Lord into apologizing after he had learned of a death, but the look on his face said it all. Though the Doctor was glaring, his eyes screamed of pain and confusion. Jack let it go.
They headed up to the small kitchen, around them others work but the Doctor paid them no mind. He found that he really didn't care. He had only followed Martha in the hopes that she would help him since the TARDIS refused to. He just wanted it gone so that he could get on with his life and put the year behind him.
The Master hadn't touched him during the first three months on the Valiant. He found other ways to degrade the Doctor, such as making him sleep in a tent on the floor of the conference room, sitting in a wheel chair or making him be naked during the day. Those things still happened after the first three months but the beatings also started.
The fact that there was still rumors of Martha walking the Earth looking for the gun, angered the Master most of all and he took that anger out on the Doctor. The Doctor's hands and feet were often tied together and it was always one of Martha's family that was forced to untie him. He would never forget the time, after a particular bad beating, he had been left for hours alone. It was Francine who had come into untie him and after she sat down on the floor and took his head on her lap, stroking his hair comfortingly. He couldn't stop the tears that ran down his face as he was reminded of his own mother.
"Doctor, Doctor?" Martha snapped him back to reality. He was standing in the doorway of the kitchen, leaning against its frame. "Come sit down." He debated running back to the TARDIS and going to a future pharmacy but he doubted the TARDIS would take him.
Martha went through the cupboards and confirmed her suspicions that Jack didn't keep much food at Torchwood. She found a lot of coffee and tea and a box full of Jammie Dodgers. She offered the Time Lord on and he just held a hand to decline. Shrugging she reached into the box and ate one before passing them to Jack.
"We can send Ianto out for food or we can go out," Jack suggested.
"I'm not hungry," The Doctor spoke up.
"You have to eat something," Martha replied.
"Why?"
"Because Doctor, I am worried about you. Regardless of what your final decision is, I am inclined to make you stick around for awhile, so that we can make sure you take care of yourself." Martha responded. She had decided during that year that she needed to be upfront and honest with him. It was too easy to fall in to his games of I'm fine and she always had known he wasn't. As a doctor, walking away from him after the year had been a hard decision, but for herself she knew it had been the right choice.
The Doctor stood up and not looking at her, left the kitchen and headed back to the TARDIS. He pulled out his key and tried to open the door. The door remained firmly closed. He frowned as he kept trying to turn the key and use his shoulder to force the door to open. It was clear though that the TARDIS was still mad at him and not about to let him on. He pocketed his key again and then turned and headed back to the kitchen, walking directly past Martha and Jack. He sat down at the table and acted like he decided to stay.
"I want chips." He said finally.
"I'll get Ianto on it," Jack responded and left to go find him.
"Now about the baby," Martha began.
"I don't want to talk about it." The Doctor cut her off. He pulled an object out of his pocket and was suddenly very interested in it. All it was was a metal puzzle that he had beaten easily the first time he picked it up. Now he studied it as though it was the most fascinating thing he ever had come across. He carefully moved the two metal pieces apart and then frowned slightly when they didn't separate right away. He knew he had to twist the second on to get it to come loose but rather then do so, he let it go and continued to stare.
"Doctor," Martha said after ten minutes of him staring at the puzzle.
"Shhh, I'm thinking," He answered and he was, just not of what she wanted. When Jack returned he pulled the pieces apart and twisted the second one with a loud "Aha," making Jack smile. Jack sat down a cup of tea in front of him and a cup of coffee in front of Martha.
"Ianto will be back soon, he is getting fish and chips for everyone," Jack informed them. The Doctor slipped the pieces of metal back into his pocket and then turned to look at Jack.
"Tell me about Torchwood," He said.