Martha stayed by Sophie's side most of the night with the Doctor and Jack. She ended up having to go back to the cabin though because Samuel was crying and refused to settle down for Ianto. Ianto apologized over and over on the phone but it was clear he was at his wits end with her son. Jack and the Doctor reassured her that they were more then capable of taking care of Sophie and would call her if they needed help. It was late in the morning though before Sophie began to stir. She coughed deep hacking coughs as tears streamed down her face. Jack removed the oxygen mask from her face and propped her up on some pillows as the Doctor moved from his bed onto hers. Being careful of the IV, that Martha had placed in the little girl's arm during the night before she left, he eased her up into his arms. She clung to him as she continued to cough.
"It's all right Sophie." The Doctor cooed reassuringly as he held her. It took awhile for her to calm down but as she did, he cuddled her to him resting his cheek on her head. Her hair still smelled like the ocean and he made a face as he realized they had yet to wash it. "You need a warm bath little one."
"No bath," She whimpered and clung to him tighter.
"I know a bath must seem like a scary thing after what happened yesterday," He asked and she nodded. "Daddy isn't going to let anything happen to you though. We will get you all cleaned up and into some fluffy jimjams. Then you can lay with Emily and have some soup." He reassured her. Wanting to get the bath out of the way, so she didn't continue to worry about it, he motioned for Jack to help him. He then carefully disconnected the IV from her arm. Together they got the Doctor's jacket out of her tight grip and then Jack carried her through to the bathroom in the TARDIS.
"I don't want a bath daddy." She cried as they approached the tub. She tried to scramble out of Jack's arms but he held her tightly to him as he made gentle shushing sounds. She cried louder and continued to fight against him. The Doctor ran only a small amount of water making sure that it was warm enough for her.
"I promise it will be all right sweetheart." The Doctor said. She cried and clung to the Doctor the entire time she was in the tub, begging him to let her out. He hoped that in time her new found phobia could be overcome, otherwise everything was going to become harder then it all ready was. After the bath, he tucked her back into bed and they brought Emily into the TARDIS to lay with her. The two girls cuddled up to each other, happy to be back together after the long night apart. Jack sat a bowl of soup down in front of each of them and Sophie ignored it while Emily began to eat happily.
"Jack we need to talk." The Doctor commented and Jack nodded. The two of them went outside of the medi-bay doors. They could still clearly see the girls but by keeping their voices low, the children would be unable to hear them.
"I'm not leaving until Sophie is better," Jack said firmly before the Doctor even had a chance to open his mouth. "We almost lost our little girl yesterday and I can't go back to Torchwood until she is back on her feet."
"I don't expect you to leave." The Doctor replied. "I want to achieve a healing coma in about three days time. I don't want you here while I do, but given the current circumstances, it seems there is no other choice. That being said, I want you to stay in the cabin with Martha and the girls while I go into the healing coma here in the TARDIS."
"Your healing comas don't always go right Doctor." Jack reminded him. He had been present before when the Doctor's energy had been low enough to cause him to seizure. While the Doctor had acted like it was not a problem with Martha, Jack knew better. While he hadn't been informed that the last one had gone wrong, Jack wasn't dumb. He could see on the CCTV that the Doctor's leg was better but not fully healed. That could only mean that the healing coma was interrupted.
"I am going to lock the door and then hook myself up to the scanners. If anything goes wrong the TARDIS can alert Martha and allow her entry." The Doctor waved Jack off. "After the healing coma, if Sophie is better, I would like you to return to Torchwood for awhile. You can come back to visit the girls but I think you and I still need the time apart."
"I really am sorry for hurting you Doctor." Jack tried to look him in the eyes and he averted his own.
"I know Jack, the problem is this has been going on awhile now, and up until now I let it. Let us try living our lives separate for now." The Doctor smiled sadly at Jack.
"I will let you live for a few months time without me bothering you. I will just be there for our girls. I will ask you out again at the end of those few months and I just hope you say yes." Jack promised him. He wanted to hug the Doctor but instead he turned and headed back into the medi-bay and back to Sophie. Emily had stopped eating as she had curled up with Sophie again. The two of them were laying their quieter then Jack had seen them before and it worried him greatly.
"Sophie sweetheart." He asked kneeling down next to the bed.
"I don't feel good papa." she cried and he stroked her hair back gently. Her head felt slightly warm still and Jack hoped she wasn't developing a fever or anything serious.
"I know little one. Daddy and I are going to make you all better though." He kissed her softly on the head. The Doctor moved to sit beside Jack as Martha came into check on Sophie. Emily climbed out of the bed and was reluctantly went back to Ianto who was in the console room, as Martha examined Sophie. Jack was right that she had developed a fever and Martha hooked up an antibiotic to her IV to try to stop any infection that was developing. The Doctor's face fell and Jack placed a reassuring hand on his arm. He felt the Doctor take it and squeeze it for a moment before letting go. It wasn't much but it was a beginning for the both of them as they feared silently for their daughter.
