"You need to stop this Gwen," Martha scolded softly as Gwen's heart once again began to beat irregularly. The TARDIS lights flashed once about her bed, and then a mauve light came on. The Doctor glanced up at the screen, sending a telepathic message to the TARDIS as he did. The screen changed over to show Gwen's information. The Doctor read it as he held Ianto's arm for Jack to finish casting.
"We need to get her into surgery now," The Doctor told Martha as he gently set Ianto's arm down on the bed. "Her head injury is bleeding internally and if we don't relieve the pressure now we are going to lose her." Martha nodded her understanding.
"Scrub up," She told Mickey and Jack. She couldn't risk taking the Doctor in with her and having him have another seizure during the operation. She knew what she was doing though. She needed more help than she had, but they couldn't risk taking the two of them to a hospital with the medications they were using. The medication would change the course of human medicine if they got their hands on it now. Martha unlocked the wheels on Gwen's bed and with Mickey's help pushed her towards the sterile operating room. The Doctor watched them go, waiting until the doors were closed behind them. Moving quickly he made his way out to the control room.
"We need to find Rhys," The Doctor told her as he pulled the monitor to him. Releasing the handbrake he made the quick jump back to the Torchwood hub, landing her right next to the rift computers. From there it was almost child's play for him to hack into the Torchwood computers. While he admired Jack's security walls, they were no match for the TARDIS and he had them down within minutes. An alarm blared outside his door as the computers were hacked, but once inside he shut it off. From there he hacked into the personal files.
He was slightly surprised at how many names were listed as deceased in the last few years. He had never liked Torchwood, but Jack had swore to him that he had changed it and made it better in his honor. Yet the list of names was getting longer. The Doctor feared that Gwen's name might be added to the list before the day was done. Pulling up her file, he found Rhys listed as her husband along with an address for her home and a phone number. He looked at the phone number for less than a second before setting the coordinates on the TARDIS. He never did like phones even if he did travel around with his TARDIS looking like a Police Box. As he moved, the TARDIS flashed that Ianto needed him.
Hurrying as fast as he could back to the medi-bay, he could see that Ianto was still sleeping, but there was a syringe of medication beside his bed. Not questioning the TARDIS's instructions, he picked up the syringe and injected it into the cannula. The Doctor didn't leave Ianto's side right away as he checked to make sure that the cast was drying properly. He also checked the bandages covering Ianto's burns, making sure they hadn't missed any. The Doctor was gentle, being careful not to disturb Ianto as the sedation was beginning to wear off. He was going to be in pain when he did wake so the longer he slept the better. The Doctor turned to leave again, as he did he felt an urging from the TARDIS to sit down. He tried to ignore her, and she hummed at him angrily.
"I have to get Rhys for Gwen," He told her out loud. A drawer next to Ianto's bed opened and the Doctor saw there was another syringe in it. He picked up the syringe as he looked at the screen. The TARDIS made it clear on the screen that the medication was for him and not Ianto. The Doctor made a face at her. She hummed again as she blew cold air on him. Sighing the Doctor injected the syringe into his thigh through his trousers.
"Happy?" He asked her turning to head back to the control room. He began the landing sequence materializing her in Gwen's living room. The TARDIS landed with barely a bump and the Doctor was positive that was for his two patient's benefit rather than his own. The TARDIS had no problem throwing him to the floor when she was upset with him, even when he wasn't feeling well. He agreed with her that he should be resting, but he couldn't just sit back and allow others to die when the man who looked like Jack was still out there. The thought made him shudder as images surfaced in his mind. He tried to push them back down and not think of how helpless he felt tied to the bed. Thankfully before the thought could go any further there was a knock on the TARDIS door.
"Hello?" A strange male voice called out from the other side. The Doctor froze upon hearing it. He wanted to go open the door, but he couldn't do it. In all of his life, he had never been afraid of setting out into the unknown, yet now he didn't know if it was actually Rhys on the other side of that door. What if the stranger had arrived at Gwen's home before him? He knew the thought was irrational, but he couldn't help the shiver that went through his body. His stomach flipped, and he was sick on the TARDIS floor before he had time to react. There was another knock on the door. Rather than heading to it, the Doctor turned fleeing to his room. Entering it, he closed the door tightly behind him, locking it as he did. He slid down the door as his hearts pounded in his chest. He was safe for now.