Jack woke slowly finding his arms empty of the Time Lord that he had fallen asleep cuddling close. He reached out finding the Doctor's side of the bed cold as he forced his eyes open. There was a swear on his lips while he jumped out of bed not bothering to put on any clothing. The only thing on his mind was finding the Doctor before he did something stupid like return to the roof or head to the park. He flung the door to the room open rushing out to find the Doctor was sitting in the armchair with a book in his hands. There was a cup of coffee on the table as well as a half eaten steak. A chip was poised at his mouth where he had been about to take a bite of it. He lifted an eyebrow at Jack the annoyance clear on his face even as a small grin appeared.

"I'm just sitting here behaving like a good boy," The Doctor told Jack, the annoyance coming through clearly in his tone. "You're just lucky you didn't wake up Tish, or her screaming might wake the complex."

"Are you actually suggesting that someone wouldn't want to see me naked?" Jack question even as he looked to where Martha's little sister was still sound asleep on the couch. Tish had seen him naked plenty of times over the years, but that was only due to their time together aboard the valiant. The Master had taken great pleasure in chaining up Jack in the boiler room then sending Tish to feed him. Tish didn't need to have those memories brought back, though and Jack really didn't feel like being slapped by Martha. Going back into the room he quickly pulled on a pair of trousers before heading out to the Doctor's side. He sat down on the side of the chair, wrapping his arm around his lover.

"Couldn't sleep?" Jack wondered. The Doctor gave him another dirty look.

"I slept enough today due to the seizure," The Doctor snipped.

"Oi, I just asked a simple question. I know you are worried about your talk with Martha later this morning, but don't take your anger out on me," Jack hissed at him. The Doctor groaned.

"I already spoke to Martha," He informed his lover.

"And you are unhappy with the terms that she set in order for you to be released from the injunction?" Jack wondered and the Doctor nodded. Jack was aware of a few of the terms, but not all of them. He had tried to talk to Martha in order to discuss what he could do to help the Doctor reach his goals in order to be released. She had basically just told him to keep supporting the Doctor, but to not let the Doctor hide anymore. Jack was trying. He had even already started to gently guide the Doctor in the right direction even if the Doctor hadn't realized it. The Doctor may have thought that Jack wanting him to take charge in the bedroom was just Jack showing a submissive side when in reality he was trying to help the Doctor learn to be dominate again. He had also tried to protect him by not telling Martha that the Doctor had run but the Doctor had happily told her in his anger.

"They are fair," The Doctor sighed after a moment. He stood up going back into the bedroom, so not to wake Tish, before telling Jack about their conversation. Jack listened not surprised by the information. He knew it would be hard on the Doctor, though, because the only one who would be holding the Doctor back was the Time Lord himself. Jack agreed to help him the best he could, but it would still be on the Doctor to get himself to the milestones he needed to reach. When they were done talking, the Doctor went back out into the living room, to be left alone while Jack laid in bed contemplating how he could help his lover now that he had a clear understanding of his goals. He didn't know how long he laid there before the Doctor returned to the room in an effort to hide from Martha.

"Do you want to shower before your appointment with Ian?" Jack questioned as he came into the room.

"I can shower alone," The Doctor replied disappearing into the bathroom. Jack waited impatiently for him, disappointed when the Doctor came out fully dressed. He had been hoping for a quickie before the appointment. The Doctor obviously wasn't in the mood, though, or so Jack thought. When Jack came out of the shower, he found the Doctor laying on the bed with his trousers missing. Jack joined him on the bed, taking full advantage of the half-naked Time Lord and almost making them late to his appointment.

"I was wondering if I would even see you today after your early departure yesterday from your session. I am happy to see, though, that you seem more relaxed than when I last saw you," Ian stated as the Doctor entered the room that morning.

"I am sorry I was so angry. I tend to get irrationally angry before I have a seizure," the Doctor explained flopping down on the couch. Reaching above his head he grabbed one of the bean bags, throwing it hard at the wall.

"So you had a seizure yesterday afternoon?" Ian questioned and the Doctor nodded. Ian shrugged. "Not the way I usually choose to relax, but it seems to have worked wonders for you."

"I didn't have it by choice," The Doctor chuckled as he rolled his eyes.

"No, of course, you didn't," Ian stated. The Doctor looked over at him and Ian winked causing him to smile. He picked up another bean bag throwing it at Ian who caught it. "Were you able to give any more thought to our discussion after you left before your seizure?"

"I cut up the condoms in our rooms," The Doctor told him. It was Ian's turn to smile. They had been discussing the last few days how Micha had used the Doctor's body. Ian had agreed with Jack that it wasn't completely the Doctor's fault even if he was partly responsible. Micha had taken advantage of the Doctor when he was at his lowest point. The Doctor hadn't meant to mention that he had then been raped by the guard, but it slipped out during the discussion yesterday. He had then informed Ian that he was tainted. Ian didn't believe him. It was Ian wondering why he felt that way that had caused him to storm out.

"I prefer to use them for balloons because cutting them up just seems like a waste," Ian responded. "I one time used them to decorate my flatmate's room for a party."

"How did he take it?" The Doctor questioned slightly amused.

"I had to find another flatmate," Ian laughed.

"I threw one at Jack's head. He didn't seem amused either," The Doctor responded. He threw another bean bag at the wall hearing it thump against the side.

"No, I can't imagine he did," He replied looking at where there were small dents in his wall from the strength of the Doctor's throws. No one else even came close to putting a hole in his wall the way the Doctor did. That was alright, though, holes could be patched and walls could be repaired. It got his patients to talk and gave them an outlet for their anger besides swinging at him. UNIT hadn't agreed with him, but Ian had more success with being snippy back at his patients than just listening to them and reaffirming how they feel. "How are things going with Jack?"

"Fine," The Doctor answered vaguely. He quickly changed the subject to Martha and complained about her the rest of the session. By the end of the hour, Ian knew everything that Martha and the Doctor had discussed the night before. He had already known that the information that he passed on to Martha would either help or hinder the Doctor being released. Now the Doctor knew and Ian was just thankful that it didn't seem to impede on his progress. He really didn't want to have to start over trying to earn the trust of the stubborn Time Lord as it had been hard enough to get him to actually talk rather than play chess. When the hour was over the Doctor went to the door with Ian following. He watched the Doctor take Jack's hand, kissing him softly before the two headed towards the door. Ian smiled, then proceeded to throw the beanbag at the back of the Doctor's head. The Doctor spun around as he felt the thump looking straight at Ian.

"Michael," Ian called out for his next patient trying to look innocent. The Doctor picked up the bean bag taking it with him as he left with Jack. Ian let him as he ushered his next patient into his office.