While the Doctor piloted the TARDIS, Martha headed deeper into the TARDIS to change. As she entered the corridors the first room that she came to was the medi-bay. Curious she entered it to see Jack sleeping soundly on one of the beds. His wrist were secured to the side of the bed and his ankles to the bottom. Going to his bed, she pulled the nearest monitor over to herself. She reviewed Jack's current vitals as well as the vitals since he arrived. She could see why the Doctor had been worried about him. She resisted the temptation to brush the hair back from his head as she didn't want to wake him. Still wanting to do something, though, she straightened his blankets. He sighed softly in his sleep as he tried to turn on his side. He quickly gave up as the restraints forced him to stay on his back. He sighed and a soft snore followed. Martha bit her tongue to keep from laughing as she headed back to the corridor.
Continuing along, she was surprised to find that her room was exactly like she left it and that she still had clothes on board from when she use to travel with him. She thought that he would have gotten rid of the room as soon as she left along with anything remaining inside it. Instead, she was able to dig through the drawers and find a pair of black slacks that still fit her along with a simple blouse. She changed out of her pure black clothes, throwing them into a laundry basket. Once dressed she pulled her hair back into a simple ponytail. She stared at herself in the mirror a moment, seeing a younger version of herself staring back. It had been a simpler time then before the year that she had walked the Earth by herself. That year had taught her how strong that she really could be allowing her to leave the Doctor behind. Turning away from the mirror she headed back to the control room.
"Where are we going to put Steven?" Martha questioned as she entered the room. She grabbed the door frame as the TARDIS rocked violently then continued on her way. She no longer saw Mickey in the control room but figured that he went to change as well.
"The TARDIS has a separate smaller medical room for children that I am going to put him into while he is being evaluated. Once we know more we can determine if it would be best to keep him separated or move him into the medi-bay with Jack," The Doctor answered. His voice had gone soft as he answered and Martha didn't have to ask why he had created the room. She walked over to him rubbing the side of his arm and he smiled softly at her. He moved away quickly to begin the landing sequence and set the TARDIS down with a small thud.
"Where is Mickey?" Martha asked as he failed to enter the room again.
"I asked him to sit with Jack in case he woke up while we were with Steven," The Doctor answered. He didn't bother to grab his coat as he stepped off the TARDIS with Martha. Together they entered a small empty room located inside the hospital. Martha led the way as they left the room looking for Alice and Steven. They walked as if they had a purpose but a nurse still stopped them almost immediately.
"Can I help you?" The Nurse asked as she looked the two of them over. The Doctor smiled at her.
"Yes, I am Doctor James McCrimmion and this is doctor Martha Jones. We were sent here to give a second opinion on Steven Carter," The Doctor told her as he reached into his pocket. He pulled out the psychic paper handing it to her. The nurse took it reading what was printed on the blank paper.
"This way," the nurse replied. She led them down the hall stopping outside of one of the rooms. Opening the door the three of them entered to see Alice sitting by Steven's bed holding his hand. Steven was hooked to several monitors and a ventilator was breathing for him.
"Thank you, nurse, we can take it from here," The Doctor told the woman. He waited until the nurse had left before turning his attention to Steven. He pulled out his sonic running it along Steven as he let it evaluate him.
"Hello Alice," Martha said as she gave the Doctor a dirty look. "My name is Martha Jones and this is the Doctor. We are friend's of your father and came here to see if there is anything we can do for Steven."
"My father killed my baby and is too much of a coward to come here and save him," Alice spat angrily. She turned to look at Martha and Martha could see that her eyes were red and her face was streaked with tears.
"I know. Your father is very sick. He is currently being treated by the Doctor. I know what he did to save the Earth and while I don't agree with his decision, I understand why he made it. Steven doesn't deserve to suffer for that decision and while you have no reason to trust us, I can promise you that we are only here to help," Martha advised her softly. She reached out for Alice's hand and Alice took it squeezing it tightly.
"Can you save him?" Alice wondered softly. Martha turned to look at the Doctor. He was no longer scanning Steven, as he stood looking at the young boy grimly. Steven's young body was failing quickly and even with the technology that he had aboard the TARDIS, he wasn't sure that he could save him. He had to try, though.
"We are going to have to transfer him to the TARDIS. From there she can scan him and provide us with the best corse of treatment. It will depend, though, on how much brain activity he still has on how much of a recovery he will make," The Doctor explained. Alice's face fell.
"The doctor's say he is brain dead," Alice sobbed. The Doctor made a rude noise with his mouth causing Alice to look at him with surprise.
"I have access to technology that these doctors won't see within their lifetimes," The Doctor replied. He looked at Martha. "I am going to move the TARDIS into his room so that we can wheel him directly in without having to worry about the monitors. We can take over his breathing briefly and hook him up to the ventilator in the medical room."
"But only if you give us permission to treat him, Alice," Martha spoke up. Alice looked up at her hopefully.
"Please save him," Alice begged. The Doctor hurried out of the room while Martha went over to the computer. She used the knowledge that she had of the hospital's database to quickly access Steven's records. She had just finished changing Steven's records to reflect that he was being transferred to another hospital when the sound of the TARDIS arriving filled the room. The Doctor rushed out with another bed to place Steven on. Working together they got him to the second bed and Martha took over his breathing as they all hurried into the TARDIS.
"How is it bigger on the inside?" Alice questioned as she paused in the doorway looking in wonder at the large room. She had already watched the Doctor come out of the TARDIS with a bed so she knew it had to be bigger but it surprised her how large the room actually was.
"Yep, come on," the Doctor answered ushering her in. He wanted to be out of the hospital before the staff came back in as he really didn't want to explain the TARDIS to them. Alice came in the rest of the way and the Doctor closed the door behind her. He helped Martha wheel Steven into the small room that would be his treatment room. He took the time to hook Steven up to the TARDIS life support machines before rushing back to the control room. Sending the TARDIS into the vortex, he got her out just as quickly setting her down in a small field nearby. He locked the doors from the inside then hurried back to Steven's room. Ushering his mother out of the room, he had Martha take her to the kitchen for a cup of coffee while he ran scans. Once she was gone, he set the TARDIS to run a full body CT scan as well as MRI. He needed to know what he was dealing with if he was going to save the little boy. He just hoped that he wasn't too late.
