Jack waited until Gwen arrived before hurrying to the TARDIS. He didn't want to abandon Ianto, but his family came first. Gwen promised that she would look after Ianto and update Jack as soon as she knew anything. Jack ran into the TARDIS making the quick jump to Torchwood with ease. He parked her in her familiar place next to the rift manipulator while he waited impatiently for the ambulance to arrive. He soon heard it echoing across the Plass. Rushing outside, he met them as they pulled up to the visitor's entrance. He opened the back doors.

"We'll take her inside from here," He told them climbing up into the ambulance.

"We can't just leave her here. She is extremely hypothermic and has a possible heart murmur. This child needs a hospital," The EMT nearest the Doctor insisted.

"And I told you that her body temperature is fine," The Doctor hissed. He couldn't explain to the man that Imogen had two hearts without giving away that she wasn't completely human.

"This child has a unique body chemistry. Her doctor works here at Torchwood and is aware of any condition that she may have," Jack informed the man. He signed the paperwork to take responsibility for her, then with the Doctor's help wheeled her straight through to the TARDIS. She was sleeping again and had an IV in her arm, but that was all the Doctor had allowed them to do. He quickly jumped the TARDIS to UNIT, stepping out in their hospital wing.

"Where is Martha Jones?" He asked the first nurse he saw.

"She is currently in surgery. Is there something that you need?" The nurse questioned.

"How long?" The Doctor asked ignoring her.

"At least another hour. If you want to wait," The Doctor didn't hear the rest of her sentence as he rushed back into the TARDIS. He jumped ahead the hour then ran off again. This time, Martha was waiting for him.

"What happened Doctor?" Martha wondered seeing Jack wheel the gurney towards the door. She hurried over to it.

"Ianto flipped the SUV. She was unconscious, woke up confused then passed out again about ten minutes ago," The Doctor answered as calmly as he could. Martha used her pen light to check Imogen's pupil response as she hurried down the hall motioning for another nurse to assist her.

"We will take good care of her Doctor, but you need to wait here," Martha told him.

"I'm going with her," The Doctor informed her not wanting to be away from his little one again.

"Please Doctor, trust me. Just wait here," Martha insisted. The Doctor reluctantly fell back watching Martha take Imogen down the hall. Jack went first into the TARDIS to get Imogen's teddy bear from her back pack. He then fell heavily into the chair near the receptionist desk while the Doctor paced back and forth. They knew that she was in good hands with Martha, but both of them were overwhelmed with worry over their daughter.

"Doctor," Jack started.

"I know Jack," The Doctor cut him off not wanting an apology or reassurance or anything else that Jack was about to offer. He just needed his baby to be alright. Time seemed to pass slowly as they waited in silence until Martha finally appeared again. The Doctor rushed over to her expectantly with Jack close behind him with her teddy bear still in hand.

"She is a tough little girl. We ran a full body x-ray as wall as an MRI and CT scan. While she does have a severe concussion, the scans showed that there is no bleeding in her head. We will be keeping her here for at least the next seventy-two hours and monitoring her closely to make sure that nothing else develops. She has minor cuts and bruises on most of her body. She does have a deeper cut on her leg that required stitches, but it is a clean cut and should heal well," Martha informed the worried parents.

"Can we see her?" The Doctor questioned.

"Of course. She was waking up when I left her and she is highly distraught. She may be more anxious the next few days with random mood swings," Martha began.

"I'm aware of the side effects of a concussion," The Doctor interrupted her, just wanting to see her for himself.

"Of course," Martha replied not bothered by his rudeness. She understood how worried he was. She gave them Imogen's room number and the two of them took off quickly down the hall towards it.

"I want Daddy." They heard Imogen crying through the door as they approached their room. The Doctor continued forward, desperate to comfort his daughter but Jack froze. His breath quickened as he remembered holding his daughter close to him as she screamed for the Doctor. She didn't understand why the Doctor had gone away, she just wanted him back. He started as he felt a hand slip into his giving it a comforting squeeze. He took a deep breath then forced himself to take a step forward followed by another until he finally reached her room. The Doctor opened the door to Imogen's room to find a nurse trying unsuccessfully to calm her.

"Daddy," She cried again upon seeing him. She had been changed into hospital issued pajamas that were white. Her curly hair was messy from tossing and turning in her distress. While tears stained her cheeks.

"It's alright. I'm here now little one," The Doctor cooed in Galliferayan comfortingly. Releasing Jack's hand, he moved closer to the bed. She held up her arms to him wanting to be held. "Can I hold her?" He then questioned in the nurse in English.

"Of course," The nurse replied. The Doctor didn't hesitate to lean down scooping her up in his arms being careful not to jostle her. He moved to the chair next to the bed sitting down in it cuddling her close to him. She gripped his coat tightly still sobbing. The nurse picked up a sippy cup from next to the bed offering it to the Doctor. He placed it to Imogen's mouth, holding it for her as she drank thirstily. Jack, though, didn't move from his spot by the door. He looked towards the Doctor holding their daughter close, then towards the door.

"Jack don't you dare," The Doctor spoke up as he kept one eye on his husband. He knew the look in Jack's eye. He had seen the look in his own eyes many times. He adjusted Imogen in his arms allowing her to take the sippy cup. She dropped it burying her face in his jacket sobbing harder. The Doctor comforted her holding up his arm inviting Jack over.

"I can't," Jack whispered taking a step back.

"Yes, you can. I know you need to run, Jack and I understand why. She won't. Just come sit with us," The Doctor told him softly. Jack moved to the Doctor. He grabbed a second chair and pulled it over to them. Leaning over, he picked up the abandoned sippy cup before resting his head against the Doctor. The Doctor wrapped his arm around his shoulder pulling him closer. Reaching out, Jack tucked the bear into her arms. She grabbed it with one hand, continuing to hold tightly onto the Doctor with the other. She didn't look at him continuing to sob pitifully into the Doctor's chest. She sobbed until her breathing finally evened out again as she fell into a deep sleep. The Doctor stood up laying her gently on the bed. He covered her with her blanket, adjusting the IV to make sure that it didn't tug. Sitting down next to Jack again, he took his hand.

"You need to talk to someone about what happened," The Doctor whispered.

"I'm fine," Jack answered him. The Doctor nodded.

"It's alright not to be," The Doctor told him repeating the same words he had been told many times over the years.

"I don't have a choice. You and Imogen need me to be strong," Jack argued him. The Doctor released his hand pulling Jack closer to him with one arm around his shoulder.

"You don't have to be strong all the time Jack. It's alright to let me take care of you sometimes," The Doctor responded. Jack leaned into him as the Doctor wrapped his arms around Jack in a loving embrace. Jack tried hard not to break, but the gentle kiss on the top of his head caused the tears to break free. He wrapped his own arms around his lover as he cried. The Doctor didn't try to calm him, instead running his hand along Jack's back as he finally let go of the pain he had been holding for the last few weeks. Once Imogen was out of the hospital, the Doctor planned on trying to get him to talk to Martha. For now, he just had to be strong enough to help him through this.