They were halfway through their breakfast when Martha came into the room. The Doctor looked up at her as he took a bite of the egg with sausage off of Jack's fork. She didn't comment on the fact that his own fork looked untouched, indicating that Jack had been feeding him the entire meal. That was a problem for another day as she was just relieved to see that he was eating well again and that his own plate was as empty as Jack's.

"I just got done speaking with Daniel," Martha informed him as she approached the bed.

"Oh?" The Doctor questioned reaching for his tea.

"You'll be pleased to know that he hasn't changed his mind and I am going to have to find you another psychiatrist," Martha told him. She saw a small smile cross the Doctor's face.

"I was just beginning to like Danny-boy too," The Doctor commented.

"Don't lie. You're glad he is gone and we both know it" Jack tutted. He picked up the piece of toast offering a bite to the Doctor before taking one himself. "Did he recommend anyone who could take his place?"

"No. I am going to ask around and see if I can find someone who is willing to take his place. In the meantime, though, he recommended that you continue to talk to Jack as needed," Martha informed him.

"Alright," The Doctor agreed.

"Next, thing we need to discuss is the fact that you are refusing to take your pill. Until which time you decide that you can take it or until the TARDIS says you no longer need the pill, I am going to be giving you a daily injection instead," Martha advised him. The Doctor narrowed his eyes at her as he pushed away from Jack sitting up straight.

"I refuse," The Doctor seethed.

"You have no choice," Martha responded pulling the capped syringe out of her pocket.

"No, you can't make me take it," The Doctor screamed. Jack grabbed onto him holding the Doctor tightly as he continued to fight. "Jack, don't let her punish me."

"Shhh, sweetheart, it's alright," Jack cooed feeling horrible for holding him still. He screamed louder, cursing as Martha stuck the needle into his arm. Martha gave him the injection as quickly and carefully as possible before motioning that Jack could release him. The Doctor slumped against the bed feeling defeated. "Doctor, are you alright?" He turned his head, looking at Jack with such hatred and confusion in his eyes that it was hard to believe that he had confessed he cared for him mere hours ago.

"Fine, can we go outside now?" the Doctor questioned, the anger in his voice betraying him.

"In a minute," Martha answered for Jack. "There is one last thing we need to discuss first."

"I don't care what you have to say," The Doctor interrupted her. He pushed the tray of food roughly causing it to spill on the bed. Tea soaked into the mattress along with the rest of Jack's coffee. He didn't care as he swung his legs over the side and standing up. Getting out of bed he looked for his trousers to dress. He saw them laying on the chair behind Martha and pushed past her to retrieve them. Martha sighed.

"I am planning on taking you to my flat this weekend as long as you continue to show progress," Martha told him anyways. Even with his seizures, she didn't see a reason to keep him in the hospital much longer. The scans showed that the seizures weren't caused by anything they could stop. He just needed to take his medication, heal and gain weight at the moment. He could do that as easily in her flat as he could here in the hospital.

"I said, I didn't care," The Doctor snipped at her. He headed to the door pausing with his hand on the handle. "Are you coming Jack because I will leave without you."

"I'm coming, Doctor. Let me just clean up this mess you made first," Jack sighed, straightening the tray. The Doctor shrugged opening the door to go outside without him. "Doctor, get back here."

"I'll clean it. Go ahead and go with him," Martha told him. Jack quickly slipped on his shoes going after the Doctor. The Doctor hadn't gone far as he stood just down the hall where the TARDIS was sitting. Jack watched on as the Doctor tried the door, disappointment crossing his face when he found that he was still locked out. He stepped closer to the TARDIS, resting his head against her.

"I'm sorry," The Doctor whispered running his hand along the side of the blue box. He wished more than anything that he could feel her hum through him in a way that was familiar to him as breathing, but she remained silent in his head. Jack came up behind him wrapping his arms around him, resting his head on the Doctor's shoulder. The Doctor leaned back against him. "I miss her."

"I know," Jack told him. He gently pulled the Doctor away from the TARDIS, taking him to the doors heading outside. Outside the day was overcast with a light rain. The Doctor paused looking as if he were going to cry because they both knew with his weakened body he shouldn't go outside in the cold. He needed the fresh air, though, so with a tug of his hand, Jack led him out. Together they walked along the paths around the base. Solider's ran past them going about their duties ignoring the two of them as they walked.

"Are we going to share a bed at Martha's flat?" The Doctor questioned Jack as he leaned down to examine a plant.

"I don't know. Martha spoke about getting a second bed for the room, but I don't know if she has had time," Jack answered kneeling down next to him.

"I don't mind sharing with you," The Doctor informed him, glancing at Jack out of the corner of his eyes. Jack placed his hand against the side of the Doctor's head and kissed his forehead.

"Come on we need to get you out of the cold," Jack told him standing and pulling the Doctor to his feet. The Doctor kept a tight grip on Jack's hand as they continued around the base. The wind picked up and soon the rain was coming down heavily drenching them. Jack pulled on the Doctor's hand hurrying him back to the hospital. They left a trail of water on the floor as they returned to the Doctor's room. "Strip. I am going to draw a warm bath for you."

"Will you join me?" The Doctor questioned softly.

"I have to stay with you while you are in the bath, remember," Jack told him on purposely misunderstanding the question. He undressed, getting out of his wet clothes. He waited for the bath to fill as he dried off, preparing to put on clean clothes. The tub filled, he turned off the water calling out to the Doctor. He tried not to watch the Doctor's naked body as he entered the room and climbed into the tub, sitting straight up in the water.

"Join me," He requested of Jack again.

"Doctor," Jack began.

"Join me," The Doctor told him more firmly. Jack took a deep breath as all the consequences of listening to the Doctor went through his head. Taking a step forward, he took another placing his feet in the warm water. Sinking down into the water he sat stiffly. The Doctor didn't seem to care as he leaned back against Jack's chest. He took Jack's arms in his wrapping them around him as he shifted to snuggle back against him. Giving in Jack relaxed back. He knew in his heart that he couldn't keep resisting the Doctor even if he tried.