The Doctor pushed the chess pieces around the board half-heartedly as he played against Ian. He really didn't feel like playing chess or talking to Ian. He just wanted to retreat to his library in order to be alone for a few hours. He knew, though, that even if he managed to get away from Ian, Jack or Martha would take his place. They wanted him to talk while he just wanted time to think. He took a deep breath letting it out slowly, then swiped his hand across the board knocking all the pieces to the floor. Osiris barked happily trying to catch the falling pieces as his tails knocked into Ian's chair.
"That is a very unique looking dog you have there," Ian told the Doctor. "I mean clearly the tails are a mutation, but I have never seen a dog with triangular ears like he has. What breed is he?"
"He is a NemaSkylos from the planet Tigarada," The Doctor answered showing no emotion in his voice as he explained his pet. He didn't look at Ian as he instead stared down at his pet.
"Planet. Isn't Tigarada located in New Zealand?" Ian asked on purposely trying to antagonize the Doctor. The Doctor shook his head no, showing he wasn't really paying attention.
"No, Osiris isn't from Earth," The Doctor responded, his voice remaining hollow.
"You mean you think he is an alien?" Ian questioned sounding unsure. The Doctor nodded.
"I don't think he is an alien to you. I know he is, just like I am," The Doctor answered defending his pet. His voice was still monotone causing Ian to sigh loudly. He reached down beside his chair pulling out his notebook.
"We both know that aliens don't exist," Ian stated. The Doctor rolled his eyes up to look at Ian. It was obvious he was trying to analyze him but Ian kept his face blank giving nothing away. "Next, you will be telling me you think you're an alien too."
"I am," The Doctor stated finally showing emotion as he became indignant. They had discussed previously that he was a Time Lord, so he wasn't sure why Ian was acting like it was new information. He was also too concentrated on the information he received today to figure it out. Ian tutted shaking his head as he pretended to write something down in his notebook. "You're on my TARDIS," The Doctor advised him his voice raising in pitch.
"Really. I didn't know that is what they called this wing of the hospital. What does it stand for?" Ian questioned curiously.
"Time and Relative Dimension in Space," The Doctor answered. Ian narrowed his eyes.
"Patient is clearly showing signs of delusion," he pretended to write as he voiced it in a loud whisper. The Doctor leaned forward trying to look at the paper and see what else he had written. Ian held it closer to his chest causing the Doctor to get irritated. He leaned back in his chair huffing loudly.
"I am not delusional you stupid fucking ape," The Doctor hissed at him angrily. Ian nodded pretending to write again. The Doctor jumped to his feet. Reaching out grabbing the notebook out of his hand. He didn't even look at it as he tore out the pages. He ripped them into several pieces as he threw them. "I don't need a psychiatrist to get better. I just need my life back, but that isn't going to happen because I am going to have seizures the rest of the time I am in this body. I can't run if I am seizing and Jack shouldn't have to catch me every time I fall."
"Have you told him that?" Ian questioned. The Doctor nodded. He threw the rest of the notebook aside flopping down in the chair. "I am guessing from our previous conversations that he didn't agree with you."
"Of course not," The Doctor sighed. They had spoken previously about his abandoning Jack on the Gamestation and Jack's unwavering love for him despite the heartache that he had caused him. He had admitted to Ian that he loved Jack as well, but despite their conversation he still felt Jack deserved better than him. He couldn't even have sex with him after Jack accidentally hurt him. And instead of talking to Jack about it, he instead hid from him curling into himself. How long would Jack put up with him especially if he refused to sleep with him again? He missed the feel of Jack's body moving with his, though. He ran his hand through his hair to the back of his neck rubbing it.
"Now, while you will have to make certain changes to your life due to your seizures, overall you can have a perfectly normal life. You can still travel and have your life back. You will just need to make sure that you follow Martha's instructions in order to manage your seizures," Ian stated. The Doctor glanced at the door hoping that Jack would come through it to end the session. Feeling a head on his leg, he reached down to scratch Osiris's ears taking comfort in the fact that at least his pet was there. Deep down he knew Dannyboy was right, but he didn't want to hear it.
He was done with Ian, Martha and anyone else who wanted to treat him like a patient. Standing up again, he left the medi-bay leaving him there as he went to his room. He closed the door behind him not locking it behind him. He stripped down out of his clothes before climbing into the bed underneath his blankets. The coolness felt nice on his bare skin as he stretched out on his side. He lay there resting until he heard a soft knock on the door. He didn't get a chance to answer before Jack came into the room.
"There you are. Ian told me you were upset before going home for the day. Do you want to talk about what is bugging you?" Jack questioned sitting on the edge of the bed. The Doctor shook his head no.
"I'm tired of talking Jack. I just want you to love me," The Doctor answered him softly.
"I do love you, sweethearts," Jack responded slightly confused as he dropped a kiss on the side of the Doctor's head. "Since you don't feel like talking at the moment, how about lunch and then the two of us can watch a movie," He suggested. The Doctor's face fell making Jack realize that he had made a mistake except he wasn't sure what he had done wrong. He tried to run his finger's through the Doctor's hair and he turned his back to his lover as tears filled his eyes.
Jack quickly kicked off his shoes then slipped under the blankets with the Doctor. As he took the Doctor's body in his arms his mind quickly caught up to what he was feeling. He ran his hand down the Doctor's stomach slowly until it rested on the fine hair on the Doctor's groin. The Doctor's words about loving him returned to Jack's mind as the Doctor' breathing came in shorter burst as Jack's hand explored. He ran his fingers along the Doctor's member feeling it respond. Jack wrapped his hand around him, moving his hand slowly. The moans his lover made quickly had him straining in his pants. Reaching down he unzipped his trousers quickly freeing himself from them. He retrieved the lube he always had in his pocket adding it to his fingers.
"Yes," The Doctor moaned pressing back as Jack stopped with his fingers on his bottom. Jack needed no further encouragement. He opened the Doctor as quickly but gently as he could as he didn't know if he could wait any longer to be joined with his lover again. The Doctor groaned loudly as Jack entered his body. He turned his head back to kiss Jack as Jack thrust into his body. He fell over the edge with no other encouragement and moments later Jack followed him. Still joined together they curled up on the bed in each other's arms.
"We should get dressed soon before Martha comes looking for us," Jack commented as he felt himself slip out of the Doctor's body.
"The TARDIS hides the door to my room when I want to be left alone," The Doctor informed him sleepily as he rolled over to bury his face against Jack's chest kissing him gently.
"I found your door easily," Jack told him. The Doctor sighed before continuing to kiss softly across Jack's skin.
"Don't be an ape," He mumbled turning his eyes up to look at Jack. Jack smiled at the Doctor pressing their mouths together. The Doctor just wanted to be loved and know that he was still desirable to somebody after all the pain he put his body through. His body was healing and he was still too skinny with white scars marking his freckled skin. Jack had loved him, though, with the big ears and a northern accent. He had broken his heart but he would hold the Doctor's hearts in his hands for as long as the Time Lord would let him. Knowing that the TARDIS wouldn't let them be interrupted until they were ready, Jack rolled the Doctor on his back ready to prove it.