-Four Years Previous-

With the Doctor calm and sleeping, Jack sent Martha to his room to sleep for a few hours. They both knew that this was the calm before the storm and didn't know when he would feel the effects of the drug withdrawal. Martha was hesitant to agree at first but then went with the promise that Jack would wake her immediately if there were any changes. Jack agreed settling back to relax while keeping one eye on the Time Lord. During his time with the Doctor, he woke once complaining that he was horny again. Jack allowed him to take care of himself and after the Doctor laid sated and quiet for another hour.

"I'm hungry," the Doctor stated after a while.

"We don't have much food at the hub but I can send Ianto to go shopping in the morning. In the meantime, we have some crisps or I might have some bread that I can toast for you," Jack suggested. The Doctor's brow furrowed at the suggestion. It was clear that making a decision beyond the simple fact of being hungry was beyond him. It would have been funny in other circumstances but at the moment it just made Jack even angrier. He decided to take pity on the drugged Time Lord and just make him something to eat without his involvement in the decision. "I will be right back."

"Okay," the Doctor answered. Jack left him alone for a few minutes returning fairly quickly with a glass of water with a straw in it and a couple of pieces of toast with butter. He chose the items so that he was able to hold them and allow the Doctor to eat without having to unrestrain his hands. The Doctor didn't complain happily eating most of the toast and drinking a full cup of water. Once finished he took to staring at the ceiling again. The drugs were beginning to wear off and he was no longer laying still as he tried squirming on the bed.

"How is he?" Martha wondered as she returned. She had slept for about four hours and though she was still tired, she needed to check on her patient. It was clear that the Doctor was no longer as comfortable. He was beginning to sweat and was rubbing his face continuously on the bed.

"He had something to eat a little bit ago and touched himself again. Other than that he has been pretty quiet except for this last half hour where he has started to feel the effects of the drugs wearing off," Jack stated. Martha pulled out her stethoscope and listened to his hearts. They were a little fast for the fact that he was resting but she attributed to his aggravation.

"Please, Martha, I need," the Doctor begged.

"You're alright," Martha reassured him.

"I am going to get caught up on the events for the night and then call a morning meeting. You don't need to come to the meeting as it will just be an update of last night's events plus assignment of jobs for the day. After I am going to make a call to the Brigadier to see about getting an update about their prisoner," Jack informed Martha as he stood stretching. Jack disappeared up the stairs going to the shower before calling the meeting. It was about halfway through that they heard the first screams coming from the autopsy room. Jack tried to remember if he had ever heard the Doctor swearing before as he continued to talk to his team.

Within the next two hours, the screaming had become almost constant. The Doctor threatened to bring the Daleks, Cybermen, Judoon, and any other species he could think of to the earth in order to destroy it. He called Martha horrible names and to Jack's surprise, Martha didn't smack him for it. She took the abuse even if he could see on the CCTV that it was starting to wear her down. He was also tired of hearing it and was positive that the rest of his team was as well. He still needed to call the Brigadier but he wasn't going to with the Doctor screaming in the background. Making a decision, he made his way back down to the autopsy room.

"I need you to sedate him," Jack told Martha.

"Don't you fucking dare," the Doctor swore at them.

"Sedating him isn't the answer Jack," Martha answered ignoring the Doctor's outburst.

"It won't be for long. Just long enough that I can move him to the cells," Jack informed her.

"I don't think that will help anything," Martha answered.

"It will allow him to scream while the rest of us can get our work done without having to listen to him," Jack told her calmly. Martha looked at the Doctor. The entire time they were speaking the Time Lord was continuing to scream obscenities at them making it hard for them to talk. He wasn't going to go quiet anytime soon as he was miserable and wanted to make them let him go. She didn't like it but Jack was right and the cells would be the best place for him. Going over to the cupboard, she pulled out a clean syringe along with a Time Lord safe sedative. As soon as the Doctor was asleep, Jack began to undo the restraints releasing him from the bed. He scooped the Doctor up in his arms carrying him up the stairs then back down the stairs towards the cells. In the first two cells, there was Janet and a second weevil that they were watching. Jack placed the Doctor in the very last cell, laying him carefully on the bed. He then turned to see Martha was standing nearby watching him.

"Do you want him restrained to the bed again?" Jack wondered as she held out the padded restraints to him from the autopsy room bed.

"Yes, but only for the next few days while I continue to medicate him and keep an eye on his vitals," Martha explained. Jack didn't question her any further as he helped her to place the restraints. He then left the cell, leaving the door open so that Martha could continue to monitor her patient. With him sedated, the hub was now quiet and Jack just hoped it stayed that way. For now, though, he had an overdue call to make.