The Doctor slept for about three hours curled on against Jack. His head remained on Jack's thigh the entire time and though Jack was bored, he didn't have the heart to move the Time Lord. The Doctor had taken good care of him this last month as his stomach fought to release everything he had ever eaten and it was his turn to repay the man he loved. He just wished the Doctor had trusted him enough to let him know that he wasn't feeling well. He sighed he was being unfair, the Doctor was quick to help anyone who needed it, but it was harder for him to rely on others. One month wasn't going to change that. Jack just needed to be patient, and show the Doctor he could lean on him when he needed to.
"Waking up?" Jack asked as the Doctor moaned and rubbed his face against Jack's thigh.
"Yeah," The Doctor sighed. He lay his head back on Jack's leg. Jack reached down, gently stroking the hair behind his ear.
"How is your head feeling?" Jack wondered as he kept up the gentle movement.
"Better," The Doctor answered. "My sinuses are still clogged, but it doesn't hurt to think anymore." He offered without Jack having to push him for more information.
"Do you feel like getting up for awhile? Martha wants to talk to us and then I was thinking of making dinner for the four of us," Jack informed the Doctor. The Doctor made a face. The fact that Martha wanted to talk to them again so quickly after their examinations meant that he wasn't going to like what she had to say. Still he should still at least listen to her. He didn't have to follow it, but he would listen. Standing up he stretched. Jack stood up heading to the door. He frowned as he turned going to the loo first.
After emptying his bladder, he bi-passed the medi-bay in favor of the kitchen and a hot cup of tea. He drank half of it as he stood at the counter and was refilling his cup when Martha and Jack joined him in the kitchen. He frowned at Martha, adding an extra cube of sugar to his tea. He took a sip, savoring the taste of the sweet drink as he watched them sit down at the table. He contemplated heading to his lab and avoiding the conversation altogether. He had no doubt in his mind, that he would hear about it later though if he did. Shuffling his feet, he made his way slowly to the table, sitting down in the chair next to Jack.
"So why are we in trouble?" Jack asked Martha as soon as the Doctor was sitting. The Doctor groaned at his words, turning slightly so he could lean against Jack. Jack lifted his arm, allowing the Doctor to settle back. The Doctor reclined slightly, holding his tea in one hand as he stared at Martha.
"You're not in trouble. I just want to have a short talk about behavior I have observed since I got here. First, Jack I know you like coffee, but you really should cut it out of your diet or at least cut back on it and you should do the same with your tea Doctor. You could also switch to decaffeinated teas and coffees for the majority of the day," Martha explained. The Doctor lifted his tea up, taking another drink as he didn't answer. Tea was a comfort drink to him and the thought of giving it up didn't make him happy.
"Next, I know you have no trouble lifting the Doctor. While I am not going to tell you that you should only be lifting 25 lbs, I am going to say that I want you to consider what you are lifting and the pressure it is putting on your stomach before you do. Neither one of you are high-risk pregnancies at the moment. If that changes, though, I will be putting you on a restriction and I expect you to follow it," Martha told them seriously.
"That sounds fair so far. What do you think Doc?" Jack wondered as he looked down at the Doctor. While he was in agreement with the Doctor about his coffee, he understood Martha's concern. He also understood her worry about him lifting the Doctor. It didn't mean he was going to stop either, but he understood.
"Yes," The Doctor agreed. He yawned, leaning his head back slightly as he finally placed his teacup on the table.
"Finally, I want both of you to start taking prenatal vitamins. They will help you get the vitamins you need, especially with your morning sickness Jack and your food aversions Doctor. Prenatal vitamins can upset your stomach so it is best to take them before you go to bed. I asked the TARDIS about the vitamins and she supplied me with a bottle for each of you." Martha pulled the bottles out of her pocket, sliding them across the table. One bottle looked normal while the other had a red cap with big bold letters that said *Not for human consumption.* Jack looked at the normal looking bottle and saw that it was labeled with a safe for multi-species label.
"One last thing. Doctor, I want you to keep track of when you get your headaches that are energy related. If we can figure out what causes them, then I may be able to help you avoid them in the future," Martha told him.
"Fine," The Doctor agreed with a sigh.
"I will help him keep track," Jack promised her. Regardless of whether or not the Doctor felt like Martha was being a nuisance Jack had seen his headaches aboard the Valiant. The Master had taken great pleasure in making sure the Doctor suffered with loud noises and bright lights while the Doctor squinted in pain against them. It would go on until long after the Doctor had started begging the Master for mercy. Sometimes the Master would be kind and leave the Doctor alone in the dark conference room. Allowing him to rest until his headache vanished. Other times he would drag the Doctor down to the boiler room, throwing him at Jack's feet. There he would be a sobbing, shivering mess as he lay curled in the fetal position, holding his head tightly in his hands, trying to block out the noises from the pipes. Jack would never forget the time that the Doctor crawled to him, laying his head on Jack's foot, just seeking any kind of comfort that would help with the pain.
"Are we done?" The Doctor asked as he started to stand up.
"Yeah, we're done," Martha told him. The Doctor didn't even hesitate as he walked straight to the counter and poured himself another full cup of tea. Grabbing the bananas off the counter, he left the kitchen without another glance backward. Martha turned to Jack. "You're still going to drink coffee too, aren't you?"
"Yes, but I was going to at least wait until you were in the medi-bay first," Jack admitted. Martha threw her hands up in frustration.
"You might as well make it now and make me a cup while you are at it. I seriously don't even know why I am trying," Martha told him. Jack went around the table, giving her a hug.
"We'll take the vitamins and I will keep track of his headaches while I consider what I am lifting," Jack reassured her. Martha hugged him back, it was a start at least.