Martha dug through the old files to find the Doctor's medical information. She glanced at it, not surprised that he didn't give them much information besides the fact that he was allergic to aspirin. What did surprise her was that he had Sarah Jane listed as his next of kin. The writing for her name was in a different colored ink than the rest of the card and had to have been added at a later time. Martha didn't bother to look at the phone number as she pulled out her own phone and chose Sarah Jane's number from her contacts. Dialing it, she let it ring through to voicemail before calling her number again. The phone rang through to voicemail a second time. Martha swore before leaving a short message for Sarah Jane to call her back as quickly as possible. She was relieved when the phone rang about five minutes later and Sarah Jane's name was on her caller ID.
"Thank you for calling me back so quickly," Martha answered the phone.
"I can't talk long. I am in the middle of something," Sarah Jane whispered into the phone.
"That's alright. I won't take up much of your time. I don't know if you realize it, but you are listed as the next of kin for the Doctor. Right now he is here at the UNIT hospital and I am having him declared mentally unfit to make decisions regarding his medical care. Once that is done, I need your permission to treat him," Martha told her.
"I can't believe he really listed me. He always teased that he was going to, but I never took him seriously. What happened to him?" Sarah Jane asked.
"I wouldn't believe it if I wasn't witnessing it myself, but he is addicted to a drug and letting his body go. He is almost skeletal and has various cuts and lesions across his body," Martha said matter of factly. She heard Sarah Jane draw in a gasping breath.
"Of course, I will give you my full permission to treat him," Sarah Jane informed her. "I am in an important meeting and as soon as it is over I will head over there."
"It would be better if you didn't. He is already showing signs of violence and I am sure it is going to get worse as he goes through withdraw. Even if you do show up, I may restrict you from entering his room for your own safety," Martha advised her.
"I understand. Keep me posted and I will come up there once it is safe," Sarah responded. They both said their goodbyes before hanging up. Martha rushed back to the Doctor's room, opening the door a crack. Seth was still in there analyzing the Doctor. The Doctor was talking to him, but she couldn't believe the vile words coming out of his mouth were from the same Doctor that she had traveled with. Not wanting to hear anymore, she closed the door waiting impatiently for Seth to finish. While she waited she wandered down to get the medication that she needed to start treating him then headed back to his room. Seth was still in there so she tried just standing outside the room, but soon she was pacing. The door opened a short time later and Seth came out of the room.
"I am in complete agreement with you and am declaring him mentally incompetent. I will draw up the correct paperwork as soon as I get back to my office. Were you able to get ahold of his next of kin?" Seth questioned as Martha hurried over to him.
"Yes and we have full permission to treat him," Martha told him.
"Then I suggest you get in there. Be careful as he was trying to lash out at me while I was talking to him and right now he is dangerous to both us and himself," Seth warned her.
"I understand. I am going to sedate him so that I can treat his wounds and get him cleaned up," Martha replied. "Also there is a Captain Jack Harkness coming down here from Torchwood. I was going to have the gate turn him away but can you let them know to allow him to come through?"
"Certainly," Seth agreed, heading to his office to call the gate. Martha took a deep breath before heading back into the Doctor's room.
"So the bitch returns," The Doctor hissed at her.
"I'm going to ignore that one as you aren't yourself at the moment. Fortunately for you I have been given permission to go ahead and treat you, so I expect I will be hearing a lot of that until you are clean," Martha commented. The Doctor glared at her.
"I refused," He spat.
"And you have been declared mentally incompetent to make your own decisions and your next of kin has given us full permission to treat you," Martha explained. She pulled out a clean syringe along with a vial of sedative. She filled the syringe before daring to get closer to him. He lashed out at her the best he could with the restraints and she had to jab the syringe rather roughly into his arm. He screamed at her in both pain and anger over her action.
"There now, we will just give that a minute to work," She cooed at him.
"Go to hell," he responded. She turned to look at Amanda who was still in the room standing across from the bed.
"I need you to get a saline IV and get it ready to be setup as soon as he is asleep," Martha told her acting like the Doctor wasn't in the room anymore. Amanda followed her instructions while Martha got her suture kit ready. She watched the Doctor fight to stay awake, but he was too weak to fight off the sedative for long and was soon deep asleep. Once out, Martha called Adam into the room as well and the three of them set to work. First thing, she did was unrestrain the Doctor and have the two nurses help her to turn him onto his stomach. She cleaned up the blood from his thighs, examining him to find out exactly where the blood was coming from. Her stomach flipped and she fought not to get sick as she did so. It was obvious to her from the moment that she saw the blood that his body had been used brutally by someone. It was no wonder the TARDIS had decided to bring him to her for help, she just wished it was sooner. Wishing didn't change anything, though, and she needed to concentrate on what she was doing.
She finished suturing him, then examined his back, and legs cleaning up wounds as she went. She then had them turn him over onto his back and cleaned up the front of his body. He had several cuts that were infected and she cleaned them up with an antiseptic solution. She was also going to get him started on a strong antibiotic to help his body fight the infection. Since he was going to be restrained and she didn't know how long for, she placed a catheter for him so that they didn't have to worry about getting him to the loo. Once she was done with her part, she had the nurses bathe him and shave his face, being careful of his sideburns, as she stepped out of the room. She kept a straight face as she walked to her office. Once safely inside, she slid down the wall letting the tears she had been holding back fall. Almost as soon as she started crying, though, there was a knock on the door.
"Just a minute," she called out, her voice breaking as she did.
"Sorry to bug you Martha, but Captain Jack has just arrived at the gate," Megan told her through the door.
"I will be right out," Martha responded surprised that two hours had passed already. She stood up, wiping her eyes. Opening the door, she went to the entrance to meet Jack. He had forgone the ride across the base, choosing to rush to the hospital. As soon as he got to her, he wrapped his arms around her hugging her tightly.
"How is he?" Jack questioned her.
"He is sedated at the moment. Before I let you into see him, though, we need to talk. Come with me to my office," Martha told him. He nodded, following her down the hall. He was worried about the Doctor but even though Martha was his friend she would deny him entrance into the Doctor's room if she thought it was in his best interest. She opened the door to her office, letting Jack go in first before following him in. She sat down at her desk, motioning for Jack to take a seat as well. He was reluctant to sit but did so as she began to talk. She explained as calmly as she could about the Doctor being declared mentally incompetent due to his drug use.
"The Doctor doesn't do drugs," Jack informed.
"Normally I would agree with you, but he handed me this when I found him in the TARDIS. He told me that he needed it," Martha told Jack. She pulled the small packet out of her pocket and handed it to Jack. He took it from her staring down at it.
"That," Jack trailed off not finding the right words.
"You are welcome to stay, in fact, I would like it if you did. He isn't as strong as he use to be, but he will quickly get his strength back as he recovers. If you do, you need to remember that he is going through withdraw and he is quite angry and violent. It is only going to get worse before he gets better. He is going to try to hurt you with his words since he is restrained. If you can't handle that I can understand and I won't tell him you were ever here if you want to go back to Torchwood," Martha explained. Jack thought about it a moment. He really didn't need the minute as there was nothing that was going to stop him from helping Martha take care of the Doctor.
"I'm staying," Jack told her finally. Martha nodded standing up.
"Follow me." Standing, once more she led him to the Doctor's room. The nurses were done cleaning him up and though he was pale, bruised and far too skinny he looked almost normal. Jack walked over to the bed, gently running his fingers down the side of the Doctor's face.
"His hair is too long," Jack whispered.
"Once he is better, we will cut his hair. There is one more thing you need to know if you are going to assist with his care," Martha advised Jack. He listened, not responding as she told him that the Doctor had been brutally raped.
"Do you know by who?" Jack questioned, his tone clear that he wanted to kill the person.
"No, and I doubt we will ever know," Martha replied. "He is still sedated at the moment and should be out for a couple more hours. I advise that you take the time to get a cup of coffee and collect yourself. Once he is awake the real challenge is going to begin." Jack nodded. They had a fight ahead of them but they both had to believe that at the end of it they would have the Doctor back. Even if he hated them for it, at least he would be alive.