The next night, the Doctor and Jack were enjoying a quiet meal in the hub of curry with rice, when Jack's phone rang. The Doctor looked at him with a raised eyebrow as Jack apologized, pulling it out of his pocket. Jack showed the Doctor that it was Martha before answering the call. He had already informed the Doctor that she was coming to the hub on Saturday and hadn't expected to hear from her before then. He had barely got the word hello out before she began to speak.
"They want to amputate Tish's arm," She told him sounding slightly panicked.
"Hold on Martha let me put you on speaker so the Doctor can hear this too," Jack informed him. The Doctor was slightly amused that Jack thought he needed the speaker phone for him to hear the conversation. He had better hearing than a human and had heard Martha just fine. His amusement though was nothing compared to his concern for Tish. He remembered well what happened to her arm aboard the Valiant. Just thinking about it made him pale and he pushed his plate of food away as he felt his stomach flip.
"Are you there?" Martha wondered as no one said anything. The Doctor swallowed hard trying not to get sick.
"Give us a moment," Jack said as the Doctor stood, rushing out of the room. "He had to step out of the room a moment."
"Is he alright?" Martha asked in concern. She was anxious to see if the Doctor could help Tish, but if he was sick she could talk to him another day. Not that she really wanted to.
"Fine," The Doctor replied coming back into the room. He didn't make it any further than the trash can outside of the kitchen before his stomach rejected his dinner. He sat back down at the table, pushing his food even further away from himself.
"Go ahead Martha," Jack commented. The Doctor leaned back in his chair taking a long sip of his tea as Martha began to speak.
"They want to amputate Tish's arm due to the damage that it received aboard the Valiant. They have little hope that they would be able to repair her arm enough to give her full use of it back due to the amount of bones that have been broken. They also think there might be nerve damage. I told that doctor we were going to get a second opinion, but I could tell by the x-rays that he is right. It is the best option for her. I know it is asking a lot of you Doctor but can you look at her arm and see if there is anything you can do?" Martha practically begged him. The Doctor set his tea cup down.
"Bring her with you to the hub on Saturday. I will have a look at her arm. You're right that 21st-century medicine wouldn't be able to repair the damage," The Doctor whispered. He closed his eyes as the images of the Master hurting Tish again resurfaced. It wasn't her fault that she happened to be there after the Master found out Martha had survived Japan being destroyed. The Doctor could still hear Tish's screams as the Master twisted her arm.
"Thank you," Martha told him gratefully. "We will be there first thing Saturday morning." She hung up the phone. Jack picked up the Doctor's abandoned curry plate and placed it in the sink along with his own. He planned on washing them later but first wanted to make sure the Doctor was alright.
"Do you want to go lay down now sweetheart?" Jack wondered. The Doctor shook his head no. He didn't move as he sat staring the tea cup. Jack went around the table, putting a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Sweetheart?"
"Can we take a bath?" The Doctor questioned, not looking at him.
"Of course we can," Jack agreed. Taking the Doctor's arm, he pulled on it to get the Doctor to stand up. The Doctor did with a sigh, walking with Jack to his office and onto the TARDIS. Once on board the TARDIS blew warm air on them in greeting. The Doctor smiled as he patted the coral.
"We are going to take a bath," The Doctor informed her. She hummed at them as they walked to the Doctor's room. The Doctor went into his closet, pulling out a pair of pajama trousers for himself and a pair of boxers for Jack. Jack perferred to sleep in the nude, but he wasn't going to take that liberty with the Doctor yet. Now when he was almost nine months pregnant and hot due to his hormones, then he wouldn't care, regardless of whether or not the Doctor did. Going into the Doctor's bathroom, Jack was happy to find that the tub was already full of warm water. He dipped his hand in it. The temperature was a little cooler than he would have liked but perfect for the Doctor's lower body temperature.
"Are you getting in?" The Doctor wondered. Looking up, Jack saw that the Doctor was naked standing near the tub. Jack tried not to look at his body as he climbed into the warm water, sitting forward so that Jack could join him. Jack quickly undressed and placed himself between the Doctor and the wall. The Doctor leaned back, relaxing against him.
"We won't be able to do this for long. Soon our stomachs will be too big," Jack informed him as he ran his hand up and down the Doctor's chest soothingly.
"Only for a short time," The Doctor agreed. He looked down at his stomach frowning as he poked at it.
"You can't be upset if you gain weight while pregnant," Jack chuckled. The Doctor turned his head to look at him.
"Can too," The Doctor pouted. Jack kissed him, letting his lips linger against the Doctor's cool lips.
"No," Jack said finally as he kissed him again. The Doctor turned his head settling back against Jack's chest. Jack smiled, running his hand down to the Doctor's stomach and leaving it resting there. The Doctor sighed, placing his hand over Jack's as they rested in the warm water.