"Yeah I think so." Jack replied. He was looking at him. He knew the Doctor was miserable, stroking his friend's hair softly he tried to wake him. "Doctor... wake up .. its ok." he was speaking gently.
He knew the Doctor was upset and uncomfortable.

THe Doctor awoke with a gasp and looked at them "Jack... , Donna,' he was coughing more and lay back down feeling weak. He could see they were worried about him and he rubbed his eyes.
"Bad dreams again..., one reason I hate sleeping."