Jack took his eyes off of the Doctor for less than a minute as Gwen finally brought in his tea. Turning back around revealed that the Doctor had lost interest in him and Martha and was looking around the room again. H

"I have a cup of tea for you, Doctor," Jack informed him holding the cup up. The Doctor's eyes settled on it for a moment before he licked his lips slightly. Jack sat down on the bed beside the Doctor and held the cup up to his mouth so that he could take a drink. The Doctor swallowed several mouthfuls and then smiled at Jack.

"Jack," he said softly and then pointed to the picture of him and Rose. Jack closed his eyes for a moment. He didn't want to tell the Doctor that he was sure Rose had gone into the void. He had searched and watched every possible angle for Rose falling and he couldn't find any evidence that contradicted that info, except for the fact the Doctor hadn't ran straight to the TARDIS to save her. Instead he had walked slowly towards the wall, looking like a man who just had both his hearts broken.

"I don't know," Jack told him. The Doctor stared at the picture for a moment longer before looking at Jack again. He smiled when he saw the cup and reached towards the tea. Jack helped him to take another drink. Jack then sat the cup of tea down. "I am going to talk to Martha a moment. I will be right outside the door if you need me."

"K," The Doctor sighed. He was a child who needed constant supervision even if his head felt funny. Jack closed the door slightly and turned slightly away before talking to Martha. The Doctor had good hearing and he didn't want him to overhear them, even if the chances were good that he would forget.

"I know the confusion is normal, but how long do you think he will be like this?" Jack asked her in a voice barely above a whisper.

"It is hard to say Jack. He has been in a vegetative state for two years now. I know it is hard for you to see but you have to be patient. I am going to come back tomorrow though to run scans on his head to check for any damage that didn't show while he was in the previous state. In the mean time just try to keep him calm and don't get too frustrated if you have to answer his demand for tea more then once today. Tomorrow he may have a completely different focus," Martha informed him, keeping her voice low as well. She gave a brief hug before heading out the door. Jack watched her go, taking slow steady breaths to calm himself. Feeling a little better he opened the door to the Doctor's room.

Stepping back into the room revealed the Doctor squirming slightly towards the edge of the bed. He looked extremely frustrated yet determined to get there.

"What are you doing?" Jack asked him as he went over to him. The Doctor glared up at him.

"Tea," He snipped as he continued to squirm towards the edge. His body wasn't responding to him correctly though and he was finding it even more frustrating to try to move. He was going to go and get tea and he didn't appreciate the fact that Jack was standing in his way.

"You have tea right here," Jack informed him. He picked up the cup and gave the Doctor another drink from it. "You must be hungry since you only ate one bite of your breakfast and slept through lunch. So how about a nice bowl of banana pudding for lunch."

"No," The Doctor answered back.

"You haven't ate anything today Doctor. If you don't want banana pudding what about applesauce with strawberry in it," Jack offered him.

"No," The Doctor looked around for tea again and his eyes settled on the cup in Jacks had. He drank the last of it with a happy slurp.

"All right then. How about oatmeal with banana and chocolate in it," Jack tried to tempt him.

"No."

"Can you say something besides no," Jack sighed. He loved the Doctor but he knew that getting him back to being healthy again was going to test all of Jack's patients. He just hoped that he had enough especially when the Doctor got a big grin on his face.

"No," He said happily.

"I thought not. Oatmeal with bananas it is." Jack told him. Pulling the Doctor's blankets back, he carefully scooped the Doctor up and put him in his wheelchair. The Doctor was fine until Jack went to buckle him in. The Doctor's eyes went wide and his breathing sped up once more. Jack immediately dropped the buckle and took both the Doctors hands in his. "Shh, calm down. I won't restrain you I promise," Jack cooed to him softly. The Doctor gripped Jack's hands loosely as he stared at him wide eyed still.

"Just breathe with me. In and out," Jack said the words slowly as he took a deep breath and let it out. The Doctor though passed out again. He didn't remain passed out for long though as this time once his breathing even out he started to come back around. He opened his eyes and looked around the room before focusing on Jack.

"Tea?" he questioned.

"Tea it is." Jack forced a smile on to his face. As soon as he moved behind the Doctor to push his chair, the smile faded. "Tea and oatmeal for you and whiskey for me." He hadn't drank in a while but right at that moment he would have given anything to sink into the oblivion that alcohol would bring him. He couldn't though, not with having to care for the Doctor. Instead he would settle for another coffee.