The Doctor didn't answer her out of shame for his actions. He kept his arms tightly around Jack and had his head rested on Jack's shoulder. Jack was still holding him close, but Jack's hand was now running up and down his back comfortingly. Jack being Jack was dipping his hand a little too low every third time, but the Doctor didn't move to stop him. He just took comfort in the feeling of Jack against him. Of course if Jack knew what he did, Jack would be mad that he had comforted him for it.

"Doctor, I need to know what you did in order to help this man," Martha told him.

"Why should we save him?" The Doctor asked, his voice soft. He lifted his head from Jack's shoulder. "After what he did to Jack and others why should he deserve to live?"

"Because we are not like the ones who hurt Jack. I did not become a doctor to let someone die. In all of our travels together you never walked away when someone needed help," Martha scolded him. The Doctor moved out of Jack's arms, standing tall in front of her.

"That's not who I am anymore. For a long time now, I thought I was just a survivor, but I'm not. I'm the winner," The Doctor informed her. His focus was on Martha so he missed River's hand swinging and it connected with his arm with a loud slap. He turned to glare at her as Martha's hand also connected with his arm.

"You knock that thinking off right now. You are the Doctor and you help people, now help him," Martha scolded. The Doctor visibly slumped. He leaned back against Jack's chest. Jack wrapped his arms around him again, his hand drifting down to the Doctor's groin. The Doctor caught it, lifting it higher again.

"I can't help him, Martha. I forced myself into his mind and tore through his thoughts to find the information I wanted. There is no medication that can fix that," The Doctor told her. Now that he wasn't trying to defend his actions to himself, he stared at Alex. The look in his eyes was unreadable, though.

"What about entering his mind again?" Martha suggested.

"That could kill him, but if we don't do something quickly he will die anyways. Or be in nappies for the rest of his life. We also still don't know where the men he worked for are," River told them.

"He didn't know," The Doctor answered. He sighed. "It should be Jack's decision on whether or not we save him. After all he is the one who is suffering because of Alex's actions." The Doctor really didn't want to tell Jack when he did on the plus side he didn't have to. There was nothing at all stopping him from lying to Jack about how they found Alex. He could claim that Alex was brought aboard the TARDIS in the condition he was currently in. The Doctor shook his head trying to clear it. Thinking like that was the reason that he had been hit in the first place.

He turned to face Jack, running his fingers affectionally down Jack's face not caring that Martha and River were watching. Jack leaned forward kissing him softly on the chin as he missed his lips. The Doctor smiled, pressing his fingers to Jack's temples. Jack immediately opened his mind letting the Doctor in. The Doctor closed his eyes, completing the connection. As he opened his eyes, he saw that rather than being in Jack's favorite bar, they were instead in a simple bedroom. The walls were made of stone and there was a single bed sitting in the corner. Jack was laying on the bed naked staring up at the Doctor.

"Jack put your clothes on," The Doctor sighed. Jack looked at him concerned as a pair of trousers appeared. Jack picked them up, reluctantly standing up to put them on.

"What happened Doc?" Jack wondered as he pulled the trousers on.

"River found Alex," The Doctor began. Jack paled slightly as he nodded. He had suspected that River was back when he had been rushed to the medi-bay rather than staying with the Doctor like they originally planned.

"Where is he?" Jack questioned.

"Here laying on the bed next to yours. He is dying Jack. I can save him, but I won't do it unless you tell me to," The Doctor explained. Jack instinctively turned his head towards the next bed. The Doctor changed the room they were in showing Jack the medi-bay. Alex lay on the bed his skin pale. He was no longer having seizures, but it was clear he was in bad shape.

"What happened?" Jack wondered. He stared at Alex in contempt for the pain that he caused him.

"Does it matter?" The Doctor asked.

"Yes," Jack answered immediately.

"Why?"

"Because I need to know whether or not you got the answers you needed in order to find the men that hurt me. If you did, then you can just let him die. The universe will be better off without him in it," Jack spat in anger. The Doctor let Alex fade, placing them back in Jack's room. He could hear his own voice in Jack's words.

"We got the answers we needed," The Doctor responded.

"Then let him die," Jack seethed. The Doctor hung his head. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"I can't," He said at last.

"You just said it was my decision." Jack glared at him. The Doctor didn't back down, though.

"I did, but I caused him to be like this. I can't let him die, Jack," The Doctor explained. Jack's face softened in concern for his lover's actions. He paused for a moment as he wondered what the Doctor would think of him considering the Doctor his lover. He decided that he didn't care.

"Then save him if you have to, but I will kill him the first chance I get," Jack agreed. Outside of his mind, he ran his hand to his hip where his gun usually was. He didn't have it, though, and as long as he was on the TARDIS he would not be able to get ahold of a new one.

"I know," The Doctor replied. He broke the connection with Jack, running his hands to cup Jack's chin. Jack leaned forward and their lips met for just a moment. The kiss they shared was tender if not short. He heard Martha gasp and he turned his eyes to look at her as she hung her head trying to hide her smile. He broke the kiss with Jack before moving away from him. Crossing the medi-bay he hurried to the medical cabinet. He grabbed several syringes along with several vials hurrying back to Alex's side. "We can save him, but we only have a short time before the damage is permanent. Martha set up an IV and give him the minimum recommended doses. River I need you to leave again and see if you can find the men who took Jack. I still need to know what they used to electrocute him."

"And what are you going to do?" Martha asked as she set up the IV stand with a saline solution.

"I am going to enter his mind and save him," The Doctor told her. He was going to have to rebuild the wall that he shattered when he entered Alex's mind by force. He didn't want to enter Alex's mind, but he saw no other choice. He couldn't let Alex die even if it was the right choice.