"One day as the man pined after the woman, he cursed the Gods. 'If you had only made me richer so that I may provide for her, she would be my wife,' he swore at them. The Gods were confused. For the man had watched the woman day after day never speaking to her. He didn't know that the Gods also looked favorably upon the woman and she to lived in a little one room shack. She saw the man watching her day after day but what could she offer him as a wife. She had no dowery to give him and the only clothes she owned were upon her back..."
Jack stopped talking as he realized that someone was standing in the doorway of the medi-bay. Turning his head he saw the Doctor leaning against the door frame watching Jack. It was only then that Jack realized how tired he was. He looked as though he could fall over right there and sleep. Yet as Jack watched, the Doctor pulled himself upright again and moved to the bed.
"She was overdosed," The Doctor said as he approached. "I was speaking to the Master about the medications and the ones in this universe are different after all. Martha was all ready close to that conclusion when I spoke with her in the lab. She should be in shortly with an antidote to help Emma."
"Will she be all right?" Jack questioned. He reached up and brushed a piece of hair off of the little girl's face. The Doctor's face was not reassuring.
"We will do all we can for her Jack. Including trying to find her family. The Master has scanned the area for survivors and there are a few scattered around and a small group up in the caves. He is going to try to get to them before the Doctor does," The Doctor explained sitting down beside Jack.
"It is strange hearing you refer to the Master as someone good. All I can think about is that year upon the valiant and how I would like to put a bullet in his head," Jack commented softly.
"It is a different universe Jack," The Doctor informed him. "He is not the same Master I grew up with. He is what would have happened if Koschei hadn't gone mad. Gallifrey still exist here but it isn't the home that I left. The Time Lords don't just watch over the universe but interact with it," The Doctor explained. That is what he found the strangest. His own people vowed never to interfere but to watch from afar. The Master had explained though that the Time Lords in this universe often stepped off of Gallifrey to interact with the other species in the universe. They were seen as leaders and guides, offering advice and aiding when they could.
"Do you want to stay?" Jack asked him seriously. The Doctor ran his hands through his hair.
"They are not my people," he answered finally.
"They could be," Jack told him. The Doctor didn't answer him though as Martha came in with a vial of medicine and a syringe. The Doctor took the opportunity to jump up and hurry out of the medi-bay as though he wasn't suppose to be in there. Martha shook her head as she watched him go.
"This isn't your bed," She called after him, but the Doctor was all ready out of the medi-bay. Martha sighed. "He is exhausted, so I told him to go to bed, not come in here and talk to you."
"He will go to bed when he is ready," Jack defended the Time Lord. Chances are though he would simply pass out on the floor of the TARDIS while working. Jack had caught him sleeping half under the TARDIS console on a few occasions and the Doctor denied he had been asleep every time. Even when Jack had photographic evidence. Martha filled the syringe with the medication in her hand. She emptied it directly into the cannula of the IV. The little girl didn't respond as her arm was moved and Martha gently laid it back on the bed.
"When Emma wakes up, she might be sick to her stomach, so make sure that you have a bucket handy," Martha informed Jack. She notated on the chart what the correct dosage of pain medication and sedatives were for a child her size. Anything she tried to give her from now on she was going to have to recalculate the dosage for. It was going to be a problem if they had an emergency but now they were aware of the problem, she could start fixing it. Not only was the medication just enough off it was hard to see but the child had a low tolerance to the medication as it wasn't widely offered on the peninsula.
"I will," Jack answered as he stood.
"Also make sure she drinks water if she is able to. I need to lay down but I want you to wake me if you need anything at all. Marta has all ready gone to bed but she should be awake soon if you need her," Martha explained.
"She is an animal doctor though," Jack informed Martha, making sure he hadn't missed anything. Martha nodded as she began to check Emma's vitals.
"Yes but she is intelligent and she has been helping the Master to care for the wounded in her travels. She is very adapt at using the TARDIS to get answers for caring for species she doesn't know. She even showed me how to quickly recalculate the medications using the TARDIS so we don't accidentally overdose Emma again," Martha told Jack obviously impressed by her counter part. She finished checking Emma's vitals and then bid Jack goodnight. Jack grabbed the bucket and sat down once again next to the child's bed.
"Where were we in your story?" Jack asked her softly. He picked up her hand again as once again he began to speak.