Jack woke up with a soft groan his body stiff from sleeping on the floor all night. During the night he had shifted so that he was laying on his back. The Doctor was lying stretched out beside him with his head on Jack's chest. Jack kissed him softly on the top of the head, happy to have him in his arms again. Despite his uncomfortableness, he wasn't about to move and risk setting off the Doctor again. So, he laid there staring up at the ceiling as he thought of all the ways that he would kill the men who hurt the Doctor. He looked towards the door as he heard footsteps approaching.
"Ianto is making coffee, would you be interested in a cup?" Martha questioned as she came into the room.
"Please," Jack agreed readily. Martha left the room again briefly. Coming back in, she knelt down beside Jack so that she could observe the Doctor without waking him.
"When did he finally come out from under the bed?" she wondered and Jack shrugged.
"It was in the early morning but I didn't bother to look at the time. He just complained Doctor no feel good before falling asleep against me," Jack explained. He stared at Martha a slight glare on his face as he rested his hand on the Doctor's back protectively. "I'm surprised I didn't see you again last night. I thought you would at least come back to make sure that the drugs were clearing his system and that he wasn't having an adverse reaction."
"I'm sorry I didn't return but I was in the medi-bay the entire night. "But don't think for a moment that I was just ignoring him because I wasn't in the room. The TARDIS would have alerted me if there was a reason to return to this room. He was safe aboard the TARDIS, though, and the only thing I could have done for him is to sit with you while we waited for the drugs to clear his system," Martha explained apologetically, even if there was a snip to her tone. "I spent most of the night testing his blood and separating out the drugs that were in his system to determine what he had been drugged with."
"And did you determine anything?" Jack questioned.
"Yes, and I can positively confirm that Ianto wasn't responsible for this," Martha answered causing Jack to breathe a small sigh of relief. Even if he wanted to believe that Ianto wasn't responsible for the attack on the Doctor, he couldn't be sure without evidence. Now Martha had obtained it, he felt tension he didn't even know he was holding leave his body. That relief was short-lived, however.
"Then who drugged him?" Jack wondered.
"That's the problem. He was drugged by someone who knew exactly what they were doing. There were at least four different drugs in his system and it seemed as if they were trying to help him," Martha explained.
"Help him," Jack scoffed. "So, now we know for sure that it was UNIT, we can get the Brigadier on the phone and demand that he gets his people under control."
"Only it wasn't UNIT," Martha answered.
"Then who drugged him?" Jack asked.
"I don't know but who ever did had access to Time Lord drugs that we keep locked up in the TARDIS. I have checked and double checked and I can safely say that none of the Doctor's personal stash has been touched. I also know for a fact that it wasn't UNIT because they don't have any Time Lord medications in their facility. As the medical advisor, I have personally been through every medication on site and can verify it wasn't them," Martha concluded before Jack could ask her how she was sure. Jack nodded excepting her explanation. He believed her when she said that UNIT didn't have access to the medications as he couldn't see the Doctor or any other Time Lord handing over them willingly. In fact, it had taken him awhile to gain access to the Doctor's own personal stores after he had his memory wiped and now the only three people with the code to access the cabinet were himself, Martha, and Ianto. He closed his eyes briefly, the Doctor's pain always came back to Ianto and he hated to think his young Welsh lover had anything to do with hurting the Doctor.
"Coffee," Ianto announced coming in with a tray. On it was four cups. He handed one of them to Martha then offered a second one to Jack. Jack couldn't take it quite yet with the way he was laying so Martha sat it on the floor near him. "I wasn't sure if the Doctor was awake yet so I made him a tea just in case." Ianto sat down on the floor near the bed, setting the tray on the ground before picking up his own steaming cup of coffee.
"He's not but it might be a good idea to wake him anyway so we can get an idea of his mindset today after he panicked all day yesterday," Martha commented. Jack narrowed his eyes at her.
"He might have been upset, but he wasn't panicking," Jack responded.
"Just because he wasn't as violent as normal didn't mean he wasn't panicking. There was a drug in the mixture that he was given that kept him from going into a panic attack. Instead, he was forced to deal with the pain rather than blacking it out like we've seen him do in the past. While the way it was administered may have been the wrong way it could be a good idea to have him continue taking the medication," Martha told Jack.
"We'll see," was Jack's only response. Sitting up slightly, he kissed the Doctor on his head as he brushed the hair from his eyes. "Sweethearts, it's time to wake up now."
"No," came a soft whimper.
"I know it's unfair to wake you when you were sleeping so deeply but Ianto has a nice cup of tea for you," Jack offered. He couldn't help but smile as he saw the hint of brown eyes at the mention of tea. He sat up pulling the Doctor with him. The Doctor continued to lean heavily against Jack, his eyes barely open as a hot cup of tea was placed in his hand. Jack helped the Doctor to hold it, not wanting to wear the steaming cup, as the Doctor brought the cup to his mouth taking a long drink. He lowered the cup again and Jack went to take it from him.
"Doctor's," the Doctor whimpered. Jack immediately let go.
"It's alright. You can keep it, just make sure you don't spill it on me alright?" Jack wondered.
"Yeah," the Doctor agreed.
"How are you feeling this morning?" Martha asked him. Her voice was soft and friendly but no one in the room missed the fact she was using her doctor's tone.
"Bad," the Doctor answered.
"I'm sorry. Once you finish your tea, if you are feeling up to it, we can see about going to the medi-bay so that I can examine you and help you feel better," Martha suggested.
"Jack make Martha go," the Doctor whined. Jack chuckled.
"Be nice," he scolded even if he was still laughing as he said it.
"That's alright. You just sit here and have a nice cuddle with Jack and we can talk when your ready," Martha stated not offended by him telling her to go. She stood up taking her coffee with her as she headed to the medi-bay to continue her work. With her gone, Ianto moved closer wrapping his arms around the Doctor from the other side. The Doctor adjusted so that he was leaning on both of them as he took another sip of his tea. Snuggled between the men who loved him, he sat with them as he wondered how long he would be allowed to stay in this room and away from the pain of the rest of the universe.