Jack wondered what the Doctor's definition of simple was as he held two wires in one hand, and tried to hold another wire in place as the Doctor soniced the edges to bring them together. The work was slow and Jack didn't understand anything they were doing to bring her back on line. That worried him slightly because he wasn't inept when it came to repairing the TARDIS. Still the lights in the room were back on and the Doctor seemed happy with the progress that they were making.
"Shit," Jack swore when his phone went off, startling him. The Doctor finished welding the wire in place and Jack released it to check his phone. He swore again when he saw that it was Martha wondering where they were. "Time's up Doctor, you need to take a break now." He helped the Doctor place the wires back into the console. The Doctor tried to remove another but he stopped him by taking the sonic. He then picked the Doctor up and carried him over to the captain's chair.
"I want to work still Jack," The Doctor protested as he was sat on the chair. He carefully maneuvered himself to the ground and started the strange crawl back to where they were working.
"Just tell me what we need to do and I will finish." Jack argued as he easily picked him up again and moved him back to the seat. He quickly messaged Martha that they were in the TARDIS. By the time he had sent the message though the Doctor was half way to his destination again.
"Doctor, I said for an hour, the hour is up." Jack explained softly as he knelt in front of the Doctor.
"Jack," The Doctor whined. Jack fought the urge to call him out on his whining. He had done so on several occasions in the past and all it accomplished was making the Doctor mad. The Doctor insisted that he was a 900 year old Time Lord and therefore he didn't whine. Jack in the last month though had came to realize the Doctor whined when he was tired. He didn't know if it was just because the Doctor wasn't feeling good still or if it was normal for him. He couldn't actually recall if up until now if he had ever seen the Doctor tired. Sure he had seen him sleep on a few occasions but that was only hours after they had finished running.
"We could just stop here for the day," Jack threatened slightly.
"Don't patronize me Jack." The Doctor glared at him.
"You are still healing Doctor. You can't push yourself. We agreed it would be another month or so before you could begin to work on your TARDIS." Jack reminded him.
"I didn't agree." The Doctor argued.
"If you do get her back online, are you going to be able to stop with the repairs for awhile or are you just going to keep going? I know you miss running but you have to take the time to heal properly. You don't want to make your injuries worse and end up with a limp the rest of this regeneration do you?" Jack asked him.
"No," The Doctor sighed.
"Then tell me what still needs to be done, that I can accomplish today. After we can go up to your room and I will give you a nice massage to help you relax." Jack tried tempting him to go back to bed. The massage would be limited to his leg, chest arms and scalp but Jack hoped it would help him to relax. He picked the Doctor up once more and sat him on the chair. It wasn't even a minute later that Martha entered the TARDIS.
"How long have you been working for Doctor?" She asked as she approached him.
"He hasn't been working." Jack proclaimed at the same time the Doctor answered. "The work isn't hard."
"I'm not worried the work was physically hard. I hope that you both are smarter then that. I am worried that you will exhaust yourself trying to fix her and then leave before you are ready. We didn't put a time limit to be cruel Doctor but in order to help you heal. We agreed light work first in Torchwood before the TARDIS." Martha explained softly.
"I didn't agree," He yelled loud enough it echoed in the TARDIS. Not caring that Martha was watching and would give him hell for it later, he slipped of the seat and started towards the corridors.
"Oye Doc," Jack called out and he paused for a moment. Jack knelt down in front of him again. "She wasn't here for our conversation earlier. I know you didn't agree but remember what we discussed?"
"Yes," The Doctor hung his head.
"Then come on. Up to bed for a massage." Jack carefully picked him up. "Later after Martha has gone home, I will pretend to ignore you while you sneak back down here." Jack whispered loudly.
"I heard that." Martha spoke up and the Doctor chuckled. Jack carried him up to his room and laid him on his bed before moving to his legs. He began a full massage for the Doctor's good leg, making sure to work all his sore muscles.
"Want to discuss the yelling today?" Jack asked him now that they were alone.
"I didn't agree to any of this. I just want to be able to work in MY TARDIS when I want to." The Doctor snipped at Jack.
"And so you thought sneaking into the TARDIS was the best way to accomplish that. If you do get her working are you going to leave?" Jack asked and the Doctor looked away from him. It was the only answer Jack needed though as he considered locking the TARDIS. He decided against it, afraid that he would ruin the trust he had gained over the last month. "I wish you would stay here, but I won't stop you if you decide to go."
"You're not going to stop me?" The Doctor looked at him confused.
"No. You can run if you want to. There are alien hospitals that can finish taking care of your hand and leg for you. I will just get back to my work here at Torchwood and Martha can get back to unit. I need my storage room back anyways. " Jack commented, looking around the room. The Doctor had decorated the room and made it his own over the last few weeks. The once blank room had been decorated with several pictures. A telly was sitting on top of a dresser in the corner of the room and a book shelf was filled with his books from the library. The small table next to his bed had a book in circular Gallifreyan bookmarked with a notebook also filled with the writing. Even the bed had been remade using pillows and blankets from inside the TARDIS.
"You don't want me here?" The Doctor asked sadly.
"I didn't say that. I want you here and you will be welcome here for as long as you want to be. I had just hoped you would stay until you were healed and then we could go explore the universe together. You also still owe me that picnic under the stars." Jack flirted slightly. The Doctor smiled weakly at him. Jack leaned down and kissed the Doctor on the thigh, causing him to shudder slightly. Jack pretended not to notice as he continued the massage.
"She is going to take a while to fix." The Doctor commented finally.
"Is she?" Jack wondered as he moved to the Doctors abdomen. The Doctor groaned as Jack dipped a little to low before adjusting his hands.
"Yeah, then she is going to need to refuel before we can leave. I can't do it all right now." He admitted with a sigh. He groaned again and then slapped at Jack's hand with a glare as it went to low again.
"Sorry," Jack apologized moving his hands higher again with a grin. "I can help you fix her all you have to do is tell me what you need done."
"No, I will fix her," The Doctor argued stubbornly. He had an entire circuit that he needed to rewire before she would even be online again. Then it was basic maintenance to get her flying. It was easy work for him usually and would only take a few days. With his useless hand though it was going to take longer. He thought about getting out of bed again and heading back down to the cells. Jack's massage though was making him feel nice and relaxed. It was also making it hard to think. Jack's hand went to low again.
"Jack," he moaned as he considered slapping at him again.
"It will help you relax Doctor." Jack flirted as he ran his fingers slightly lower. He avoided actually touching the Doctor without permission though. He kissed the Doctor's abdomen and the Doctor shuddered slightly again. His heart raced as the Doctor looked him in the eye and then nodded.