Their helping the survivors the next day was delayed due to the Doctor. He woke up cranky and feeling cold. He just wanted to spend the day curled up between Jack and the Master and was unhappy they had work to do. He didn't touch his breakfast. Making the total amount of food that he had eaten in the last twenty-four hours a half of a banana. The IV in his arm was providing him nutrition, but he needed to start eating again if he was going to get his weight and his strength up.
"You love toast with marmalade," Jack informed the Doctor as he sat on the edge of the Doctor's bed. The Doctor had turned so that he was laying with his head on Jack's thigh, not looking at him.
"I'm not hungry Jack," He answered him. His abdomen still was sore from the bullet wound and the surgery. He should have started to heal by now, but his stomach felt just as sour as the day that it happened. He had put on a brave face yesterday. This morning though, it was too much for him to even try. He felt childish because he just wanted to be held and didn't want them to go.
"You should still try to eat," The Master told him. He shook his head no, wrapping his arms around Jack's waist to hold him in place. The Master noted that the Doctor looked as though his skin had a slight yellow tint to it. With his liver damaged jaundice was a likely cause. It was unlikely he would need a new liver because being a Time Lord his body should be able to repair it. He reached out gently smoothing the Doctor's hair back on his cool forehead.
"I don't want to," He whined slightly. When Martha came in to check on him it was obvious that he wasn't having a good morning. He was refusing still to let go of Jack and he became even crankier when Martha stood by his side. He didn't want to be poked and prodded by her. Still since he was holding Jack in place he couldn't stop her from checking the surgical wound on his abdomen.
"After I finish checking him, I am going to bring Sarah and Emma in first to see how we can help them," Martha informed the Master.
"I will have the TARDIS set up a secondary medi-bay for them," The Master answered. He stood up to head to the console. Before he left though he stopped to kiss the Doctor on the head. "I promise I will be nearby if you need me."
"I need you," The Doctor told him.
"I know but so do the people outside. We can't deny them care because you aren't feeling well," The Master whispered understandingly. The Doctor nodded he really couldn't argue with the Master. The people did need help and it wasn't fair to make Emma wait on getting crutches or Sarah wait to have her burns treated just because he was feeling sick. He had been shot and had surgery. Feeling sick was to be expected until he had healed. He started to release Jack's waist, but Martha stopped him.
"Your liver isn't healing as well as we hoped. After I finish with the others I am going to perform an ultrasound on your liver. I am worried that a duct may have become blocked and that is what is causing your jaundice coloration. If that is the case we are going to have to perform another surgery first thing tomorrow morning to repair it," Martha informed him.
"Do you think that is the case?" Jack questioned. Martha nodded.
"I think that is the most likely scenario based on the information the TARDIS has supplied me about his liver. I won't know for sure until after I perform the ultrasound though," Martha replied. She stood up moving away from the bed.
"I will stay with you until after the ultrasound," Jack told the Doctor.
"You have to help the people. They need you," The Doctor argued him when he was actually grateful Jack was going to stay with him. He really didn't want to be alone. He especially was happy that Jack was there when Martha returned to the bedside a moment later. In her hand, she was holding a syringe with a larger needle on it. He had no doubt that she was planning on giving him that injection in his bottom and he really didn't want it. Still he couldn't fight her and win. He could either accept the injection and get it out of the way or argue her, have everyone gain up against him and still get the injection.
"I am going to give you an antibiotic injection. Now I just need you to turn a little bit more and lower your trousers," Martha informed him. The Doctor did as she instructed, hiding his bright red face in Jack's lap. Jack held him as he hissed, tightening his grip around Jack as Martha gave him the injection. He was liking Martha less and less as she treated him, even though she had reason for all the poking and prodding. He was grateful when Jack pulled his trousers up again and wrapped the blanket around him. He rested in the safety of Jack's arms as he waited for Martha to return.
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Jacques allowed the Master to carry Emma onto the strange ship as he followed behind carefully supporting Sarah. He paused in the doorway, staring in disbelief that the inside was larger than the outside. He wanted nothing more to turn and go back to his tent, but he had his family to think of. Emma seemed perfectly fine with the fact it was larger as the Master carried through a door to the right of the entrance. The room inside seemed even more out of place as it had simple wood paneling and cabinets in it. There was a raised bed sitting in the room as well as a stool, for the doctor. It looked more like the clinic they had before the village burned than a room on a spaceship. Still it made Jacques feel better to see it.
He helped Sarah to lay upon the bed while Martha looked at Emma. Her leg was healing well and she was eager to be able to move around again. Martha got her a pair of crutches and helped her to support herself on them. She was slow at using them, getting frustrated easily. Jacques had no doubt though that she would be chasing her brothers soon enough. He had James take her off the TARDIS while they dealt with Sarah.
Her arm, shoulder, and neck had been burned badly in the fire. The Master was optimistic though. There had been many advances made since the twenty-first century that Martha didn't know of. He removed all the bandages from Sarah's arm, then applied a cream to cover her entire arm. The cream was a pale white and he didn't rub it in, but left it so he could see it. On top of the cream he wrapped a thin bandage, followed by a thicker one. The cream would help her arm to heal but would have to be reapplied several times. He gave Jacques strong pain killers for Sarah to take as the healing process would be painful.
The rest of the morning, they stayed in the clinic treating people who had been injured by the Outlaw. The man who needed surgery came in for an evaluation on his injury. The cut on his leg was deep but not life threatening, still the sooner he had surgery the better. Martha wanted to perform the surgery on the Doctor first, if he did need it, so she planned the surgery on the man's leg for later in the afternoon. The Master was relieved that the baby he had saw while looking for the outlaw was brought on. Her arm wasn't as bad as he initially thought. It just had looked that way since she was so little. She was going to be fine though in time.
After Martha ate lunch she returned once more to the Doctor's side. He was sleeping in Jack's arms but woke easily. She knew it wasn't fair to wake him, but she had to examine him. The ultrasound revealed nothing they didn't already know. His liver was badly damaged due to the bullet. The next option was an x-ray with dye injected into his liver. Martha had to use a long thin needle to insert the dye. The Doctor moaned as Jack looked into his eyes, unable to watch. They stepped out of the room as the x-ray was performed and the test revealed what Martha already suspected.
"He needs to go nil by mouth at midnight," Martha informed Jack. "I am taking him in first thing for surgery."
"I don't think him not eating will be a problem," Jack told her sadly as he went to hold the Doctor again.
"Jack," The Doctor questioned as he came back into the room. He had been waiting for them to return so he knew for sure whether or not he needed surgery again. The look on Jack's face said it all though. He was grateful Jack was there for him as Martha came into give him the bad news.
