Martha got back late and checked in on them before heading to bed. Jack was still awake staring at his laptop, while the Doctor was snoring softly. He was curled on his side in a manor that suggested that he had been watching the laptop too before falling asleep.

"Did you have fun?" Jack asked as he saw Martha entering the room. He reached forward and paused the show.

"I did, Mickey took me out to dinner and then we walked around the park. How is he doing?" She questioned Jack.

"Better I think. He drank almost all of his milkshake and fell asleep without me having to offer him a sedative," Jack informed her. She smiled as adjusted his blankets for him. The Doctor groaned at her but didn't wake up as he snuggled further down into them.

"Him just being here has to be making him feel better," Martha stated as she moved to check the Doctor's vitals on the screen.

"How so," Jack asked not entirely convinced. The Doctor had only been here for just under two days and he was still fighting them every step of the way. Jack knew that if the Doctor had the strength to run that he would have by now regardless of being restrained or not.

"Think about it, not only is he getting the medication and treatments that he needs for his kidneys, but also he is able to interact with us. The Doctor may not want to admit it but he needs to be hugged or just simply have someone holding his hand." Martha looked at Jack. "He doesn't like to be alone, that is why he takes us along. Two weeks alone may not have bothered him normally, but after losing Rose and Donna in such a short period of time, he needed someone. Him choosing to continue to travel alone would have been hard on him mentally."

"He actually gave me a hug earlier tonight after waking from a nightmare," Jack informed her. She nodded.

"That is what I mean and I need you to be the one to help comfort him. In order to get him back on his feet we are going to have to be tough on him and he will need physical therapy which will make him sore, but help him in the long run." Martha informed Jack.

"Just don't explain it to him like that." Jack ran his hand through his hair and looked down. "Aboard the valiant, the Master use to play games where I would comfort the Doctor after he had been hurt. His nightmares earlier were about those games and I don't want him to be reminded anymore then he all ready has."

"I won't mention it to him," Martha promised. "But the time aboard the Valiant is something you both need to talk about. Hopefully you can find a way to help each other."

"I don't know," Jack said quietly. Martha went around to him and kissed him on top of the head. He smiled as he reached out and hugged her tightly. Martha being here had been good for him and Torchwood in general. She was good at listening and offering advice. Hopefully when the Doctor was ready to talk he would realize that.

-DW-

When Martha returned to the autopsy room late the next morning, the Doctor was awake and staring at the wall. Jack had paperwork spread out in front of himself. The Doctor had tried to grab one of the papers, but Jack moved it from his reach, after that he decided to sulk. Jack didn't care though, he wasn't going to let the Doctor work, until Martha released him.

"Good morning, I am happy to see you are up," She told the Doctor cheerfully and he rolled his eyes at her. "How are you feeling today?" She checked his chart to see the last time Jack changed the IV and topped up his medication. She ran a quick check of his vitals as he ignored her, still staring at the far wall. She wasn't deterred though and continued to talk to him.

"I am going to do an ultrasound on your kidneys to see if we can spot a problem because the urine and blood samples have come back negative. Depending on what the ultrasound shows, I may need to do a biopsy. When is the last time you drank anything?" Martha questioned him. She didn't bother to ask him about food, because she was sure Jack would be celebrating if he had actually ate something. She wasn't surprised though when he chose not to answer her.

"He had two cups of tea this morning," Jack spoke up. The Doctor glared at him for a moment before turning his attention back to wall.

"Good, hopefully after the ultrasound you can eat something so I don't have to use the feeding tube. Right now I need you to lay flat on your back and lift the gown to your chest." Martha pulled the ultrasound machine over, setting it up. The Doctor remained on his side starting at the wall. Jack put his hand on the Doctor's shoulder and the other on his knee. Carefully, he guided the Doctor to lay on his back. He pulled the blanket to the Doctor's waist and then helped him to remove his gown. By the time Martha turned around again the Doctor was laying grumpily staring at the ceiling.

"Thank you Jack." Martha smiled. It was obvious Jack had moved him because Jack still had one hand on the Doctor's shoulder to make sure he didn't roll onto his side again. Martha squirted the cold gel on the Doctor's stomach. He hissed slightly at the coldness. "Now I am going to have to press down to get a good picture. It shouldn't hurt though, if you feel any pain I need to know immediately." He yawned. Martha checked both of his kidneys and the tubes leading up to them. She couldn't see anything wrong with either except they seemed slightly larger then she thought they should be.

"Doctor are your kidneys normally larger than a humans," She asked him. He continued to stare up at the ceiling but he shook his head no. "That's what I thought. Both of your kidney's are slightly enlarged. I want to go ahead and do the biopsy tomorrow so we can try and figure out what we are dealing with. Are you going to be cooperative with me or do I need to sedate you?" Martha questioned him.

"I'll listen," He spoke up at last, turning his eyes to look at her.

"Are you sure, because if you choose to ignore me, I could end up hurting you." Martha put the wand aside. Grabbing a clean cloth, she began to wipe the gel from his stomach as she waited for an answer.

"Yes," He said at last. Jack grabbed the Doctor a clean gown and as if to show he was willing to corporate, The Doctor put it on without fighting them or laying limp. That was as far as his corporation went though. Martha made him another milkshake. This time she used fresh strawberries, as well as the bananas and honey. He lay there drinking it quietly. If he kept up eating, even if it was just the milkshakes, she planned to remove the feeding tube tonight. She was going to leave the IV in until he was better though. Now if she could just figure out what was wrong with his kidneys, she would be closer to getting him back on his feet. Then the real challenge of making sure he healed mentally before leaving would begin.