Jack was surprised when Martha didn't show up again that afternoon. He was positive that she would show up while the Doctor was still in the bath or at the very least bring his lunch. One of the daytime nurses, though, brought the Doctor his medication as well as his lunch of lasagna with bread slathered thickly with butter. For dessert, there was a slice of strawberry shortcake with slices of banana on top. Jack tenderly woke the Doctor helping him to dress in one of the hospital gowns. Once the Doctor was decent the nurse ran through the Doctor's vitals and took a vial of blood for testing. The nurse then made sure the Doctor took his pills before leaving him to his lunch. Jack situated the table on the bed as he took his place beside the Doctor. The Doctor yawned leaning against Jack ignoring his food.
"You have to eat," Jack told him. He used his own fork to cut a piece of the lasagna for the Doctor putting it to his mouth. The Doctor ate it without question. Jack looked down at him wondering if the Doctor was back to his old game of making Jack feed him. He quickly decided the Doctor was just tired, though, as the Doctor reached for the bread bringing it to his mouth. He nibbled on it, not caring when Jack put another fork full of lunch in his mouth. The Doctor chewed slowly, falling asleep before his lunch was finished. Jack chuckled quickly checking to make sure the Doctor had no more food in his mouth before allowing him to rest. He finished off the rest of his meal then put the remainder of the Doctor's lasagna as well as his dessert in the fridge for later. He then settled down beside the Doctor to read while keeping an eye on the resting Time Lord.
When the door opened again about an hour later, Jack looked up expecting to see Martha finally returning. Instead, he saw an older woman with shoulder length brown hair and lightly tanned skin entering the room. She paid him no attention as her eyes settled on her friend sleeping peacefully in his bed.
"Sarah Jane Smith. I didn't expect to see you here today," Jack flirted with his tone as he stood up. He opened his arms wrapping her in a hug.
"Martha called me and asked if I could come down for a visit," Sarah Jane explained. She didn't bother to ask how the Doctor was doing as she had already been briefed by Martha upon her arrival. She was happy that he was finally well enough for visitors but upset that he was still having seizures and refusing to talk to the psychiatrist. She broke the hug with Jack turning back to the Doctor. Gently she ran a hand down his arm, trying not to let the shock of how skinny he was show on her face. She hated to imagine what he looked like upon his arrival with how skeletal he still was. "Is he eating?"
"Three meals a day. In fact, he just finished a half a plate of lasagna and a thick piece of bread about an hour before your arrival.
"That's not a lot of food," Sarah Jane commented softly.
"I know but we are working on it," Jack replied moving to the other side of the bed. He gently ran his hand down the side of the Doctor's face caressing his cheek with his thumb. "Sweethearts it is time to wake up."
"Jack," The Doctor whined turning his head towards his hand.
"I know you are tired, but Sarah Jane came here to see you. The least you can do is open your eyes and say hello to her," Jack chastised him softly. The Doctor's eyes opened a crack as he looked up at Jack. Turning his eye away, they settled on Sarah Jane as a small scowl crossed his face.
"Hello Sarah Jane," he told her his voice showing no hint of emotion. He sat up in the bed crossing his arms across his chest as he stared at her.
"Hello, Doctor. How are you feeling?" Sarah Jane wondered taking a seat beside the bed.
"Fine," The Doctor answered. His eyes narrowed further as he analyzed her. "Why have you come here?"
"I was worried about you," She answered sounding confused.
"Be nice," Jack gently scolded the Doctor.
"Why should I? She is the reason that I am stuck in this hospital in the first place," The Doctor snipped not looking at him.
"She didn't make you take the drugs," Jack argued him.
"No, but she is listed as my next of kin in the UNIT database. She is the one who told Martha that she could keep me here against my will until Martha decides I am healthy again," The Doctor informed Jack. He glanced at Jack out of the corner of his eyes. "Tell me I am wrong."
"You're right. I gave Martha permission to help you," Sarah Jane answered. The Doctor looked at her.
"You can leave now," He told her.
"Doctor," Sarah Jane started.
"Get out of my fucking room," The Doctor yelled at her pointing to the door. Jack tapped the Doctor's arm and the Doctor turned his anger towards him. "Stop hitting me. You're always fucking hitting me and you have no right to If I want to swear at someone I can. I'm not a damn child."
"I'll go," Sarah Jane informed them as she stood up. Jack didn't hear her as his attention was focused on the Doctor. He didn't take his eyes off the Time Lord as he put the bar up on the side of the bed. She was almost to the door when the Doctor went rigged on the bed. Jack rushed around to the other side throwing the second bar up.
"Get Martha," Jack snapped at her looking at the clock. Sarah Jane didn't move right away as she stared at the Doctor. She had seen seizures before but never from him. "Now, Sarah Jane," Jack practically yelled at her startling her from her thoughts. He watched as Sarah Jane rushed out to find Martha. Once the door closed, he hit the call button as the Doctor began to writhe on the bed, his arms and legs jerking. A nurse came in a minute later followed by Martha with Sarah Jane in tow.
"Not again" Martha sighed wondering what was causing the Doctor to seize again. There was no reason that she could find that would cause him to have to seizures in as many days. The Doctor went still and Martha started to roll him up into the recovery position when he started to seize again.
"What is happening Martha?" Jack asked her as Martha drew up a syringe.
"I don't know," Martha responded. The nurse grabbed the Doctor's arm holding it for Martha to give him the injection. The Doctor twitched again then laid limp on the bed as the medicine took effect. He drew a small breath in followed by another. Martha placed an oxygen mask over his face as he continued to take short shallow breaths. Martha grabbed a clean syringe filling it with the Doctor's blood. "Jack, I need you to take this to the TARDIS. See if she can tell us why he is seizing. Nurse Hunter, I need you to go see if the MRI is open. I want him in there as soon as possible for another scan," Martha ordered. She used her pen light to check the Doctor's pupil response as the two of them ran out of the room following her orders. Slowly Sarah Jane stepped forward taking the Doctor's hand into hers.
"Is there anything I can do?" Sarah Jane asked. Martha was about to tell her no, but as she looked up she could tell that Sarah Jane needed to help.
"Talk to him. When he starts to come back around he is going to be confused and want a friendly face," Martha told her.
"He wasn't happy that I was here. He swore at me and told me to leave," Sarah Jane explained to her.
"I wouldn't take it personally. He was about to seize and they cause him to become angry and swear," Martha informed her. She was just finishing taking his vitals when Jack came back into the room. In his hand he had a vial of medication along with a syringe. Martha took the vial from him looking at it.
"Somehow he hasn't been taking his pills. The TARDIS says that his blood is almost completely devoid of the medication to stop him from communicating with her," Jack explained. "She says that if he won't take the pill that we can safely give him the injection for as long as he needs it."
"Did she say how long it is going to be until he can connect with her properly again?" Martha asked drawing up the correct dose. She then cleaned a spot on his thigh using an alcohol wipe.
"No," Jack told her. He had asked the TARDIS but she wasn't sure. She could only tell him that the Doctor's mind needed to heal first. Jack watched on as Martha gave the Doctor the injection causing him to groan his breathing speeding up slightly. He swatted half-heartedly at her due to the pain in his leg. "You're alright, sweetheart."
"No," The Doctor whimpered as Jack caught his hand.
"I'm almost done," Martha reassured him. "How about you open those eyes of yours so that we can talk for a moment." The Doctor ignored her and once she removed the needle, though, he went limp his breathing returning to the shallow slow breathing. "He is probably going to sleep most of the evening now and then be groggy tomorrow, Sarah. If you want to head home, I will call you as soon as I have an update."
"That would probably be for the best," Sarah Jack responded going towards the door. Despite what Martha said she still didn't think the Doctor would want her in his room once he woke. She just hoped that one day he would forgive her.