For the next couple of hours, the medi-bay remained quiet. Even if Jack had stated that the Doctor would sleep through anything, no one wanted to test his theory. That and they were all lost in their own thoughts. Ianto had found a second chair and now sat beside Jack comforting him as he watched the Doctor sleep. He was worried for both the men he cared for and was trying to be strong for them. He had let his anger get the best of him earlier, but he vowed that he wasn't going to let it happen again. He was going to be strong for Jack and help the Captain to get back on his feet. He hugged Jack a little tighter and Jack laid his head on his shoulder, smiling as he felt Ianto's lips press briefly against the top of his head.
Jack's own thoughts weren't on the Doctor. Instead, he was sitting just at the edge of the crack in his mind stroking the wall. Inside he could feel Ianto's love for him and he wanted more than anything to return to that life. He wasn't sure why he had agreed to leave the comfort of his mind. He wanted to crawl back into that life and forget of the pain he had endured. Only now that he knew the truth the world would crumble around him. He would have no choice but to accept that the life he was building wasn't real and learn to deal with the fact he was carrying a son who wasn't his. A part of him hated the Doctor for taking that reality away from him even if he knew it was the right decision. With a sigh, he removed his hand from the wall climbing down the stairs. He didn't go far choosing to rest on the next platform as it was still close enough he could feel the love that radiated from the crack in the wall.
"He is probably going to sleep for several more hours if not the rest of the night. I would suggest you two return to your room and do the same." Jack realized Martha was saying. He wasn't sure how long she had been speaking for or if she had given any update to the Doctor's injuries. Wasn't sure he cared for that matter.
"I should probably have the first injection before I lay down," Jack commented. Martha looked over at him in surprise.
"You want the injection to help the baby's lungs develop?" She clarified. She had been silently hoping after Jack's talk with Donna that he would carry the baby to term. It seemed that he was still set on ridding himself of the child as soon as possible, though.
"No, I don't want it but I need it if I am going to deliver him in a few days," Jack snapped back. Ianto rubbed his back and he took a deep calming breath.
"I'll prepare the syringe," Martha commented. She went to the other side of the medi-bay. She quickly prepared a syringe with steroids to help boost the baby's lung function. Returning to Jack's side, she had him stand. He bent over the bed facing away from her allowing her to give him the injection. He hissed at the feeling of the needle entering but other than that didn't react. He looked over his shoulder to see that Ianto was watching him. The old him would have wiggled his hips provocatively just to make the young Welshman blush. Now, he waited until she placed the plaster before straightening up and making his way out of the medi-bay. Ianto followed him joining him in the room they were sharing.
"It's going to be alright," Ianto stated.
"So people keep saying," Jack sighed. He took a seat on the edge of the bed looking up at his lover. "Yet, I wake to find that the baby I am carrying isn't yours or the Doctors. I also find that you are sleeping with him."
"We haven't slept together. The Doctor cares for me and I care for him but all we have done is kiss. I told him that if you are uncomfortable with it, though, it ends. We will go our separate ways and I will stay with you because I love you. I want to return to Cardiff with you and we can build that life you dreamed about," Ianto argued.
"Just walk away from everything?" Jack wondered.
"We could. The Doctor could take us to anywhere in the universe that you want to go," Ianto offered.
"You would give up your life, your family, and friends for me?" Jack questioned.
"Yes," Ianto answered immediately. Jack smiled with just one corner of his mouth at him. The smile was the old Jack but he looked tired. Ianto went over to him kneeling down in front of Jack. He kissed him softly. Jack's own mouth went slack allowing Ianto to take dominance in the kiss. It was odd but Ianto didn't question it. He just tasted Jack's mouth slowly before breaking the kiss with several soft kisses. "Let's go to bed."
"Alright," Jack agreed. He moved up the bed, tucking himself beneath the blankets. Ianto changed into his pajamas before joining him. Wrapping his arms tightly around Jack, he held him close as the Captain drifted off to sleep in his arms. Ianto joined him shortly after. He was woken a few hours later by the sound of a steady thumping. He opened his eyes to see the Doctor making his way slowly across the room. He had one crutch under his arm and was leaning on it heavily as he came towards the bed.
"You should still be in the medi-bay," Ianto scolded the Time Lord softly. It was obvious he was still in pain as he limped slowly. His eyes were drooping and he looked exhausted.
"Didn't like it," the Doctor muttered. He sat down on his side of the bed but seemed hesitant to lay down with Jack. Ianto made the decision easy on him as he helped the Doctor to the top of the bed. He tucked him, kissing him on the forehead. As he did, Jack opened one eye. Seeing the Time Lord had joined them, he moved closer to him. The Doctor lifted his arm and Jack laid his head on the Doctor's chest. Ianto joined them, wrapping his arms once more around Jack from behind. Snuggled between his lovers the three of them drifted once more to sleep in each other's arms.
Once again, though, Ianto was woken before he could get a complete night's sleep. He was exhausted and wondered what had woke him. It took him a moment to realize that he could hear someone sobbing. He opened his eyes to see that the Doctor was awake making gentle shushing noises Jack held tightly to him. Jack's body was wracked with sobs and he cried deeply. Ianto moved closer to him, wanting to help comfort his distraught lover. He kissed Jack on the back of the head, brushing his hair away from his forehead.
"What's the matter?" Ianto cooed.
"He is just having a hard time coping at the moment," the Doctor answered on Jack's behalf. He had also been woken a short time ago by the Captain's tears. He didn't tell him not to cry, though, instead comforting him as Jack released the pain that he was holding. If Jack needed to cry, then he was going to hold him and let him cry. He would let him scream, hit, or just be angry in general as well. Anything that would bring the Captain back to them.
"Anything I can do?" Ianto questioned.
"Just hold him," the Doctor answered. Ianto nodded pressing himself as close to Jack as he could get. Reaching over Jack, he took the Doctor's hand in his holding it loosely as together they held the Captain as he cried himself to sleep.