The Doctor was still asleep and merely just mumbling in his sleep. He rolled over. He seemed to be muttering things from the past as well. He stayed as close to her as he could. The time lord was feverish and sick. He needed rest.
After awhile he woke up feeling miserable. He coughed and gasped a bit. He seemed so dazed and weak. He leaned over his bucket and he was coughing. He retched a bit and threw up. The time lord was pale and he shivered.
Jack was looking at the Doctor as he woke. He was worried and wondered what to do. He knew the Doctor was going through a lot right now. He wanted to help as much as he could. He did feel bad for not knowing any of this.
"Oh Doctor," He sighed, He goes to fetch the Doctor some water and medicine.