The Doctor wasn't left alone for the next few hours as he was examined head to toe by the nurses. They checked, his temperature, his hearts and his lungs as well as took CT scans and x-rays. The Doctor fought them at first. That was until the restraints were tightened to the point they had absolutely no give. He lay their wide-eyed and terrified, shaking his head at them. It did him no good though as they continued to examine him. He reached his limit of the feeling of their hands as they examined his genitals. It was then that he began to shut down. He closed his eyes and trembled trying to keep his mind from slipping and then he was alone.
He didn't know how much time passed as he laid strapped helpless to the bed. Occasionally the door would open and someone would come in. They would take vitals, draw blood or offer him something to eat and drink. The Master was never with them and he couldn't help but wonder where the Master had disappeared to as he was left alone with his thoughts. It was during the time that he was restrained that he figured out that the Toclafane where the same humans he met that were looking for Utopia. That thought alone was enough to make him want to give up. The fact that the humans he loved so much were part of the hell the Master was bringing to the universe.
He slept more than he ever had before because there was nothing else to do. Time had no meaning to him anymore. He knew he should be worried about the countdown and stopping the Master, but even that seemed beyond his control at the moment. Nothing his was his own anymore except for his mind and even that was slipping away from him. Not that he cared. He stopped eating, stopped drinking, stopped living really as he let himself waste away on the bed. Eventually, he heard the door open and close, then open again.
"You have five minutes with your Omega," The Master hissed before the door closed again. He heard footsteps approaching the bed. The bed dipped as someone sat down on it. He opened his eyes as he felt a gentle caress across his head. The sight didn't make him feel any better. Jack looked like he had been in a fight. His body was covered with bruises and he was bleeding from several cuts.
"You're alright," Jack cooed softly. The Doctor turned his head to expose his neck and Jack leaned down, biting softly on his claiming mark. The Doctor could feel that Jack had several missing teeth but still the reminder that he was Jack's Omega comforted him. For the first time in days he remembered that he couldn't move. He tugged weakly against the restraints, wishing he could hold Jack. Jack wrapped him in a hug, kissing him softly on the cheek.
"I want to go back to the tent," The Doctor whimpered.
"I know, but you just have to stay here a little while longer," Jack lied. In reality, he didn't know how much longer the Doctor was going to be kept away from him. His own life had become a never-ending onslaught of beatings and torture, as they tried to find out what the Doctor and him spoke about. He lied of course, letting little bits of information loose to make it look like an accident. As far as the Master was aware, the Doctor and Jack were planning on running away together. The man who was killed had been aware of their plans, but he had agreed to erase the tapes if he could go with them. It was all an elaborate lie that took a lot of effort to remember as he was hit. Jack sat up so that he could look the Doctor in the eyes. "I had no choice but to tell him what we talked about. I tried to resist, but he forced it out of me."
"I forgive you Alpha," The Doctor whispered. He smiled as Jack leaned down so that he could cup Jack's face in his hand. He tenderly ran his hand over Jack's cheek. Jack winced as the Doctor touched the swollen muscles, but he didn't pull away. Jack turned his head, so that he could kiss the Doctor's palm.
"The Master tells me that you have stopped eating. You need to eat and drink sweetheart," Jack told him. That message was the main reason he had been allowed in the room. The Master wasn't going to let the Doctor just die and Jack was the only one who could get him to eat. As the Doctor's Alpha he could order it and if the Doctor was truly broke, he would listen.
"I will," The Doctor agreed. Seeing he had no other choice.
"No matter what happens, never forget that I love you," Jack said softly as he kissed the Doctor's palm once more.
"Jack, take me with you," The Doctor begged. He didn't like the fact that he was begging. It wasn't just an act that he was putting on for the Master. He really needed to be with his Alpha and being separated from him, was tearing him apart inside.
"I can't. Just be strong a little longer. Promise me that you will be strong." Jack moved his head up so that he could nip the Doctor's neck once more. The Doctor groaned as Jack released his neck and kissed him on the cheek.
"I will," The Doctor promised. Jack stood up as the door opened once more. The Doctor didn't want Jack to go, but he could see that Jack didn't have a choice. Outside the door, more than a dozen guards were waiting for him and if Jack refused to leave willingly he was to be drug out. He moved towards the door, keeping his head held high. He wouldn't let the Doctor see any more of the pain the lie was causing him. He would keep the Doctor safe even if it meant he lost his own sanity in the process.