Tardis

"Ahoy you scabarous dogs!" Jack cried as the Bängala pulled into the small port late that night. "Shore leave for everyone less those I told keep watch of the ship! And I don't want to see a one of ye till noon tomorrow savvy!"

The crew let up a cheer and dashed down the gangplank as it was being lowered and disappeared into the unsuspecting town.

Jack vanished and reappeared carrying Tori. "Keep eye on the ship lad." He said, and left Will alone. Will watched him go, pulled up the gangplank, and looked for something to do to keep from contemplating the worst.

Jack carried Tori through the Tortuga-esque section of the renegade port, and counting the number of houses in, kicked a battered green door. When no one answered, he kicked again, slightly more viciously until the door opened, and he accidentally kicked a shin.

The man in the nightshirt with unruly hair and an enormous scarf groaned and hopped about, nearly dropping the candle he was holding. He adjusted rubbed his eyes in disbelief and stared at the pirate.

"Jack Sparrow! I might have known." He said, waking up a bit at the sight and smiling with a slightly crazed grin. "How's that cutlass scar? I used this new ointment made from this seaweed and chicken saliva and I wondered… what's that you've got?"

"A new pet, Doctor. Would you mind taking a look?"

The gentleman held his candle to the girl's face and looked a bit taken aback. "Bring her in here immediately!" He ordered sharply holding the door open wider. Jack led the way into the parlor and set Tori gently on the couch. The Doctor threw his candle down and grabbed his bag off a table.
"Light those lamps James, and do hurry! I need light!"

Jack jumped and stumbled to turn the lights up, while the Doctor listened carefully to Tori's heartbeat. He pulled back her already ripped shirt and undressed the wound.

"Whoever did this at least had a head on their shoulders so I know it wasn't you." The Doctor snapped. "Musket ball embedded in the side, you're a very lucky young lady did you know that?" He murmured to the unconscious girl. "Missed every vital organ by a hair."

"Doctor what-"

"Please, I need complete silence." Skillfully, he used a long pair of tweezers and carefully pulled out the bit of lead so as not to damage the appendix. Blood rushed, and he nimbly combined several vials and rubbed the contents in the wound before stitching it shut with a curved needle.

"She ought hold, but she'll need to stay for a week." The Doctor informed Jack with wild, excited eyes. He pumped Jacks' arm vigorously and grinned again.

"Splendid to see you again old chap, now I've a room for you upstairs and we'll chat in the morning hm?"

"But Doctor how-"

"Ah ah! Not 'till the morning eh? Right. Off you go!"

With no choice but to comply, Jack retired to the room indicated, and halted once inside the door. It was pink. The canopy bed was pink, the wallpaper and bedspread had pink roses, the curtains were pink, and it smelled like girl.

Jack turned, with a finger raised in question and his mouth open as the Doctor shut the door in his face. Jack turned back to the pink room and sighed.

"I definitely did not deserve this."