There was gaps missing in the book that he was reading. He knew that there would be from the start and wasn't surprised of how much the Time Lords tried to cover up. Leaving the book where it was he reached over and grabbed the book on top. Opening it to the section he wanted. He had laughed when he had first read this particular book on Time Lord History. It was one that was given to the general public and was full of lies and misinformation. It was still useful though for establishing dates and that is what he needed to do now. He found the correct date for when the infertility first hit the Gallifreyan people and matched the date to the book he was reading.

According to the older book across his lap they had experimented with several ways for the people to bare children before turning to looming. The one he had gotten the date out of, instead insisted that the reason they turned to looming was to make themselves genetically better, he threw the first book to the end of the bed in frustration.

"Problem?" Jack asked.

"No, do you have a pen and more paper?" He wondered holding out his hand. Jack handed him them and he began to scribble frantically on the paper. He reached down and retrieved the thrown book, opening it back up the the correct section. He then opened the third book. The third book was for professors and actually gave a little history into the looming process. It still didn't mention any male births. Only that they were able to reintroduce the ability for females to give birth but that it only worked for less then 10 percent of the population. Yet by them time they had resolved the issue, looming had become so popular most Gallifreyan's shunned the idea of giving birth again. Looming was allowing them to prefect their genetics and weed out the traits they didn't want. Gallifreyan's as a whole were becoming smarter and living longer lives. Reintroducing natural births was seen as a joke and quickly dismissed by the console.

He reached up and rubbed the back of his neck if frustration as he watched Martha check his chart. He sat patiently and allowed her to check his blood pressure and potassium levels again. Both were still lower then they should be.

"Do you have a headache or are you feeling faint at all?" She asked him in concern.

"No," He answered truthfully.

"You haven't ate anything since you threw up the banana, do you want to try some food?" Martha wondered and he felt his stomach flip at the thought.

"Later." He replied as he paled slightly and Martha placed a hand to his head. He felt slightly cooler to her touch and his skin was a little clammy.

"I want you to try and eat something soon, also make sure you are drinking plenty of water, the last thing we need at the moment is for you to get dehydrated." She went to her office and retrieved a bottle of water from her own personal store. "Drink this and no complaints."

He took a few sips and then set it on the table. She smiled and headed back to her office. Looking to his right he saw that Jack was still leaned back in the chair next to him. His eyes were closed and the Doctor watched the gentle rise and fall of his chest for a moment. Positive that Jack was asleep he looked to Martha's office. Since she had been in to check on him, he had at least an hour to go and get the books that he wanted and would be able to get back to bed before he was missed. He carefully threw back the blankets and moved to the edge of the bed.

"Where do you think you are going?" Jack asked opening one eye.

"No where," He responded guiltily as he moved back to the middle of the bed. He flipped to a clean piece of paper and wrote down the names of several more books. He ripped it out and handed it to Jack. "Can you take those two books back to the TARDIS and bring me these?"

"I will grab them, anything else?" Jack asked.

"A cup of tea and a banana." He questioned as he tried to become absorbed in his book again.

"I can do that. Do you mind if I get whiskey for myself?" Jack asked and the Doctor waved him off. He took the list and headed out of the room. He first went to the TARDIS and rather then just grabbing the books on the Doctor's list, instead grabbed a cart and filled it with the entire bottom section. He would try to encourage the Doctor to get a few hours of sleep later, but for now would let him keep busy. He knew it was impossible to get the Doctor to sleep when he was focused on a task. He next headed to the kitchen aboard the TARDIS and grabbed a bottle of 63rd century whiskey and made a cup of tea for the Doctor. Grabbing an empty glass, he placed the items on the cart of books and wheeled it past the Doctor on his way back to the medical room. He was almost there as he mind caught up. He left the cart and went back on to the TARDIS. He found the Doctor in their room at his desk.

"Doctor, why are you out of bed?" Jack asked in annoyance.

"I need a book that you don't have access to Jack." He said.

"Did you pass out when you stood up?"

"Almost." He admitted. He pulled his sonic out and sonicked the bottom drawer of the desk. The lock clicked and he opened it pulling out a book that was in even worse shape then the first one Jack had brought to him. "I will go back to bed now." Jack walked over to him and picked him up carefully in his arms.

"I don't need you to carry me," He protested.

"Tough," Jack kissed him on the head and then carried him out of the TARDIS and back to the medical room. He laid him gently on the bed and covered him back up. "Get out of bed again and I will get my hand cuffs out and hand cuff you to the bed."

Jack then went and retrieved the cart, pushing it so that it was next to the Doctor's bed. The Doctor didn't look at Jack as he reached over and grabbed one of the books, opening it up and setting it on the bed next to the others. Jack grabbed his bottle of whiskey and took a long drink before pouring a glass to sip. He had the feeling he was in for a long night.