The Doctor barely touched his banana before giving up on it. He was sure that he was going to be sick despite the anti-emetic in his system. Moaning, he adjusted Imogen so that she was laying on his chest leaning back on the bed. He rested his hand gently on her back his eyes closing. Imogen's thumb made its way up to her mouth and her eyes fluttered as she stared at Jack. They had tried to break her of the bad habit and while she no longer sucked her thumb during the day, she still had the tendency to when she was sleepy. Concerned with how little he had eaten, Martha stood up pulling out his energy reader from her pocket. Going to the bed, she carefully picked the Doctor's hand up. He opened his eyes to watch as she pricked his finger causing him to wince and try to pull his hand away from her. She held on tightly until she had placed a drop of blood on the reader. Glaring at her he moved his hand away tucking it under the pillow where she couldn't see it. He closed his eyes again as she waited for it to analyze his blood.

"Your energy levels are still too low Doctor. You need to try to eat more before you rest," Martha told him softly causing him to shake his head no.

"I can't," He whimpered his stomach flipping at the thought of trying to eat more.

"Then I know you don't like IV's but do you think it would be alright if we tried one for a while?" Martha questioned him.

"Fine," The Doctor sighed. He was too tired and feeling too ill to argue. Going to the cabinet, she first retrieved an extra blanket handing it to Jack. He covered the two of them up, tucking it around Imogen as her breathing evened out. Jack kissed them both softly on the head before returning to his post beside the bed. With everything that had happened throughout the morning, it was easy to forget that the Doctor had spent yesterday in bed not wanting to move due to a kidney infection. Martha left the room a moment returning with a second IV stand. She set it up hanging the bag for the Doctor. He watched her as she placed the IV into his lower arm then taped it into place. The itching was almost instant and the Doctor resisted the urge to pick the tape. Instead, he rested his hand on Imogen's back once more. She sighed snuggling against him causing a small smile to cross his face. He kissed her softly on the hand as his eyes closed and he slipped quickly off to sleep.

"Are you going to be admitting him to the hospital as well?" Jack asked Martha softly once the Doctor began to snore softly. Martha shook her head no.

"At the moment, I am just providing him with additional potassium as well as nutrients his body needs. If he continues to show no improvement then we will discuss the best way to proceed. I would prefer to return to my post at Torchwood, but not at the risk of his health or your unborn child's. On the other hand, if it is just nutrients that he needs I can provide those inside the TARDIS without having to rely on UNIT," Martha explained. She was going to continue but the Doctor moaned pulling the blanket up further. Not wanting to disturb her patients any further she motioned for Jack to follow her out of the room. Jack did so with one last glance back at his sleeping family. Closing the door behind him, they walked down the hall to the nearby break room for coffee before continuing their conversation. There was one other person already in the room as they entered. He looked up from his laptop while they made their drinks and took a seat at the far table but quickly disregarded them as he returned to his work.

"I understand that you want to return to Torchwood, but if you think keeping the Doctor at UNIT will be what is best for him and our unborn child, then he should remain here. I will even talk to the brigadier to see about keeping you on until after the baby is born," Jack suggested. Last time Martha had been alone in caring for the Doctor until they had brought Otis in to help with the difficult birth.

"I plan to keep a close eye on him to make sure that the baby is developing correctly and that we deal with any medical issues he has quickly. While UNIT would be able to provide round the clock care for the Doctor it isn't necessary to keep him here. If I can get him to agree to a small team of doctors then I can provide him the same care aboard his TARDIS. The TARDIS is also able to monitor him for problems that we wouldn't necessarily notice until it was too late otherwise, " Martha explained. Jack nodded his understanding.

"The Doctor was asking me if keeping the baby was the best choice for our family. I told him I wanted the child, but he almost died while pregnant with Imogen. I know that he probably won't be able to carry this child to term either. And with how sick he already is I am worried that he won't even be able to carry the child long enough to give it a fighting chance. Which makes me terrified about what will happen if he loses the child. He has already committed suicide once there is nothing stopping him from trying again," Jack voiced his concern to her.

"Depression is a problem that will plague him off and on for the rest of his life. As long as we recognize he has the problem and take the necessary steps to prevent him from trying to commit suicide again he will be alright," Martha told Jack not disagreeing with him. She had seen his suicidal tendencies while traveling with him. She had also been the one to stitch the Doctor's wrist after he had tried to kill himself when Imogen was an infant.

"I have been checking his nightstand daily for aspirin or anything else he might use to take his life. I have also been making sure that he is taking his pills," Jack informed her. Martha stirred her coffee slowly considering her next words.

"While I agree that he needs to be on pills for depression, I think you should consider taking them as well," Martha told him Jack opened his mouth to argue her, but she kept going before he could. "I know you think you don't need them. I know that just like the Doctor you think it is a weakness to have to use a pill to control your emotions. From what I have heard today, you have been through a lot and while you keep saying it was only three weeks ago I can't help but wonder how long you suffered for before you changed time."

"I don't know," Jack answered her honestly. "I spent most of my time drunk or passed out trying to forget the pain of losing him and Imogen."

"What happened to Imogen?" Martha questioned.

"You took her." Jack sighed running his hands down his face. He felt sick remember the relief that he had felt when Martha removed Imogen from his care. He couldn't handle her and watching the Doctor with her these last few weeks it was obvious why. Imogen was a daddy's girl and she relied on him to be there whenever she needed him. As much as he loved his daughter he could never replace the Doctor, nor did he want to. "You won't tell the Doctor that I am taking depression pills will you?"

"No, but I think you should," Martha answered. She glanced down at her phone as it went off. "My mum is at the front gate. I need to go sign her in. Do you want to come with me?"

"I want to be with my family," Jack responded. Martha nodded. She walked him back to Imogen's room before heading out of the hospital. Jack entered the room. Standing just inside the doorway, he stared at his husband and daughter sleeping soundly. He didn't even think about it as he toed off his shoes and climbed up on the bed with them. It was a tight fit, but he laid on his side wrapping his arm over Imogen's back to help keep himself on the bed. Just wanting to rest for a moment he closed his eyes while he waited for Martha to return.