Saturday rolled around with Jack not wanting to get out of bed for a change. The Doctor was already up and dressed before Jack even thought of moving. Not only did he feel hot and miserable, his stomach was also sour to the point that even the thought of moving made him nauseous. He buried his head slightly in the blanket, moaning as he wished the feeling of being sick would go away. Ever since he had come immortal sickness was rare for him. On the few occasions that he did get ill, he would be over the cold by lunchtime. Now he had to deal with this for nine months. He felt the bed dip as the Doctor sat down next to him. A gentle cool hand, stroked his hair back from his forehead.
"That feels nice," Jack told the Doctor. The Doctor's cool body was better than any ice pack as he was long enough for Jack to curl up against. The Doctor dropped a kiss on his temple.
"I'm sorry you're feeling ill. I have an anti-emetic pill you can take or if you don't think you can stomach the pill I have it in injection form as well," The Doctor informed him, continuing the gentle caressing. Jack didn't bother to ask if it was safe for the baby as he knew the Doctor wouldn't be offering it if it wasn't.
"I don't need either. I just need to rest a little longer," Jack moaned. The Doctor tutted.
"You don't need to suffer either if you don't have to. One little injection or pill will help you to feel better quicker," The Doctor replied. The Doctor stood up. "I am going to get you the injectable verison and a glass of water. I will be right back." Jack kept his eyes closed while the Doctor was gone. He didn't hear the Doctor leave nor did he notice when he returned. He groaned as his blanket was suddenly pulled down low enough to expose his arm just below his shoulder.
"Sharp prick," The Doctor warned. Jack visibly winced as the needle entered his arm. He wasn't sure why as injections had never bothered him in the past, but this one seemed to hurt. The Doctor put a plaster over the injection site. "There now let's give that a moment to kick in and you will feel a lot better," The Doctor reassured him. The bed dipped again as the Doctor sat down, this time he laid down stretching out beside Jack opening his arms. Jack moved into them, cuddling against the Doctor's cool skin. The Doctor held him tightly, running a hand soothingly up and down his back as they waited for the medication to kick in. It was a fast acting one from the future so it didn't take long. Jack didn't move right away though as he enjoyed the feel of the Doctor just holding him for a little while.
"How long until Martha is here?" He asked finally.
"It depends on when they set out. She wanted to get here early so I suspect we can expect to see her soon," The Doctor responded. Jack sighed as he pulled away.
"We better have breakfast and tea before she arrives. I suspect she will want to do ultrasounds to confirm our pregnancies. We also need to expect a lot of questions as she sounded unsure that she could even treat us," Jack told the Doctor. He sat up and then offered a hand to help the Doctor sit up.
"What do you want to eat?" The Doctor wondered as he offered Jack his glass of water. Jack took the water, draining half the glass in one go. He then handed the glass back to the Doctor as he thought about what he wanted to eat for a moment. Now that he wasn't feeling sick, he tried to figure out what he wanted. The thought of bangers with brown sauce made his stomach growl.
"Bangers with brown sauce and fried tomatoes," Jack told him. The Doctor made a face. "Why what do you want?"
"Toast with marmalade and bananas," the Doctor said. It was Jack's turn to make the face. Standing up, he pulled on a pair of trouser bottoms.
"Toast does sound good. You make the toast and I will fry up the bangers and tomatoes," Jack told him. The Doctor nodded in agreement. The two of them went to the kitchen where Jack cooked his breakfast while the Doctor made toast. They had just sat down to eat when Jack's phone went off. Jack looked down at it. "Martha is here. I am going to go let her in."
"I haven't eaten yet," The Doctor whined, his fingers deep in the jar of marmalade.
"I'm sure she won't mind sitting down to a cup of coffee while we eat," Jack responded. He didn't bother to tell the Doctor that just eating marmalade didn't count as breakfast. Especially as the Doctor licked it happily off his fingers. Jack groaned adjusting himself. The Doctor raised an eyebrow at him. He ran his tongue slowly up his finger, lingering for just a moment at the tip. "Now you're just being cruel."
"Martha's here," The Doctor reminded Jack as he shoved his fingers back in the jar. There was a twinkle of humor in his eyes as Jack swore. Leaving the TARDIS, he went into the hub and opened the door for Martha. She entered with Tish by her side.
"We are having breakfast aboard the TARDIS, you two are welcome to join us and have something to eat or coffee," Jack told them. He gave Martha a hug in greeting, but only shook Tish's hand. Her other arm was wrapped in bandages and in a sling. She looked less confident than Martha the three of them moved through the hub to the TARDIS. She didn't even react to the TARDIS being bigger on the inside. Martha took her hand comfortingly as they went to the kitchen. The Doctor was still sitting there with his jar of marmalade, but now it was almost empty. On the table were two cups of coffee.
"I made your coffee Martha but I wasn't sure how Tish took hers," The Doctor informed them.
"With sugar," Martha told him. She added the sugar to Tish's cup for her and handed her the steaming drink.
"Do you want something to eat?" Jack wondered before he sat down.
"No, we ate before we came thank you," Martha replied taking a seat at the table. Tish sat down beside her and Jack sat back down at his place. "We didn't tell mum and dad we were coming here. I just told them I was taking Tish to see another specialist for a second opinion."
"I will examine her arm and see what I can do. You may still require surgery Tish but I have braces and medication from all over time and the universe at my disposal," The Doctor told her seriously.
"And then after we finish with Tish's arm, I am going to examine you and Jack in turn. Jack told me that human males were able to get pregnant due to scientific intervention. What about Time Lords?" Martha wondered taking the subject off Tish's arm for a moment. Tish had barely slept since leaving the Valiant, not only from the nightmares but from worry over what would happen to her arm. Martha didn't want her to continue to worry for a little bit while they waited.
"The same," The Doctor replied vaguely, not really wanting to talk about it. He stuffed the rest of his toast in his mouth and stood up still chewing. "I am going to get the medi-bay ready."
"Don't talk with your mouth full," Jack scolded feeling a little sick again.
"Sorry," The Doctor apologized his mouth still full. He took a drink of water to wash his mouth out. Then hurried out of the room. Jack finished his own meal and set the plate in the sink.
"Ready?" He asked Martha and Tish. Martha nodded while Tish went pale. Still the three of them headed to the medi-bay where the Doctor was waiting. It was the moment of truth for all four of them on board, but none of them felt ready. They were all still healing from their ordeals during the year that never was, only the consequences of that year were still being played out. Even if the rest of world was allowed to forget, Jack doubted that he ever would.