A/N: If you've read the 7th chapter before I published this chapter you should go and read it again because I changed something. Well, I didn't change something, in fact I added just one line, and I don't tell you this because I want to waste your time but because this line is going to be important. It's during the conversation between Rose and the TARDIS, right after "You left without thinking (...), it's almost at the end.

"-fainted again! That's not normal, is it? We have to do something...there has to be some cure..."

"I'd say we wait 'til he wakes up himself."

(Silence)

"By the way, what did the TARDIS want?"

"We talked...about him."

"I figured that. So...anything in particular?"

"She blames me for what happened to him."

"But...why? It's no one's fault, he was just at the wrong place at the wrong time!"

"Apparently he is emotionally not as stable as we thought. He's always feared to being abandoned. And then I left...and you left too, though she didn't blame you, of course...and the TARDIS says that it's kinda my fault that he...you know."

"It's not your fault! Even if it was – which isn't the case – it wouldn't matter, he'll recover soon. He will tell you exactly this when he wakes up and we tell him what happened."

"No! We can't do that! We cannot tell him!"

"Why?"

(Silence)

"You see, I understand that you think it's too private or whatever, but I have the right to know why I can't tell my friend what caused all these injuries!"

"No...It's just that...look, Jack."

"Oh, damned! – How long were you listening?"

The Doctor blinked a few times.
"Hm? Did you say something?" Neither Rose nor Jack looked convinced. "I was asleep until you woke me up just now" he tried it again.
"Do you believe him, Jack?" Rose asked after a few seconds of silence.
"Not a single word. How long, Doc?"
"Almost since the beginning. - The TARDIS tried to force me to sleep but I fought it" he exclaimed happily.
"Did it never occur to you that the TARDIS might have a reason?" Jack asked, frowning. "That you might need the sleep?"
"Don't be ridiculous. Timelords don't need to sleep."
"Just about 5 Minutes ago you said that Timelords can cut out the pain, and we saw how this worked. Would you please stop lying?" The Doctor winced, his hearts started beating faster. He can't have found out. It's impossible. – But what if he did? Then it crossed his mind that Jack probably didn't mean what he thought he meant, that he'd probably referred to his lie about the sleeping. This was a real lie at least, not like his factoid about the ability of the Timelords to block out pain. Because they could. It was just so that he couldn't. – He had been silent too long. He had to respond now before their concern grew.
"Then maybe you two should stop lying too. You don't want to tell me what happened, why is that so? What's the problem with me knowing why I can't move without pain? Because I really want to know by now!" Attack was always the best form of defence. Still, as he saw Roses sad, slightly pitiful gaze he started to doubt this proverb. Maybe one should change it in Attack is always the best form of defence, unless you attack your friends, then it's just thick and isn't going to make anyone happy.
"I'm sorry" Rose said. "But I can't let you know." She finally removed her hand from his and left the med bay. Please stay, I'm sorry for yelling at you, just don't leave me again. That's what he wanted to say, what he should have said. But he remained silent.
"Where are you going?" Jack cat-called at her.
"Outside" she responded without turning around. The door snapped shut and the Doctor and Jack were alone again.

From all people in the whole wide universe I had to pick you two for my best friends. Hell of a lucky guy I am. If he wasn't injured Jack would have slapped the Timelord.
"Don't you think that you should tell her that you didn't fuckin' mean it when you said you wouldn't fit together because she's human?" he yelled, unable to suppress his anger anymore. The Doctor stayed calm. Of course he did. What did it take to get this man to show his emotions? Would he have to break his arm a third time just to see him one more time losing his self-control? Jack had a feeling that otherwise he wouldn't see it before the universe would explode.
"If she didn't listen to our talk in the TARDIS last evening than she doesn't know that I lo – what I feel for her. And this is good." Either he was dumb or the Doctors point really made no sense. Leaving aside the fact that Rose already knew and just didn't want to accept it, of course.
"To be honest, I can' exactly see why this is good" he said slowly, trying to stop himself from yelling again.
"It's good because this way I'll not lose my dignity. If I told her my feelings now and she rejected me – and she would definitely do that – I – little coward that I am – would still beg her to stay. And then she would stay but she would know that I...she would know my feelings and she could never look at me the way she does now, she'd see me as someone who isn't her equal anymore but someone who is less worth than her...it's true, of course, but selfish me don't want her to realise this...But if I don't tell her my feelings she won't even stay in the first place and this is also good because it's better for her, she deserves so much more than me...So it is good that she wasn't listening...but Jack...why does it still feel like I have a hole in my chest whenever she turns her back on me?" It had been hard for Jack to follow the Doctors chaotic statements, especially when they became faster and shakier in the end. Now the Doctor looked like he was going to burst into tears every moment. And for god's sake, he had no idea what to say now.

A/N: I'd be really glad if you'd write a review so I have feedback and know what I can do better the next time.