Jack nodded heading back into the doctors room. The doctor groaned and opened his eyes. "jack i feel horrible" he mumbled. Jack replaced the wash cloth and sat next to the doctor. "How long have you been sick?" he asked worried for his friend. "I dont know....havent been keeping track" the doctor shrugged weakly. Jack sighed. "Do you want something to eat?' The doctor shook his head. "How is the master?" he asked. "Not much better" jack said feeling bad about not telling him.
The Master was groaning and he holds his head. He was coughing and struggling to breath. The time lord was struggling. He gasped weakly and sits up and drinks some water. He was feeling rather weak.
"And what happens when the doctor finds out? Am i supposed to keep lying to him?" Jack asked agrravated. "keep lying to me about what?" the doctor asked leaning against the door post, his face serious
The Master was getting worse , He gasped holding his chest, "Well too bad, I won;t let you save me, I am dying thats the end of it," He doesnt notice the Doctor is there right away.
"Well now he knows so are you just going to keep going on about how he shouldnt know?" Jack asked annoyed with the way the master was acting. the doctor deserved to know.
The Master coughed and leaned over grabbing bucket. He sighed and threw up. He trembled. "Well hes sick... he doesnt need to worry about others but himself... He never thinks of himself."
"Jack hand me that book oer there. the dark brown one" he said as soon as he saw him. "You should really rest doctor" He said handing him the book. "And let the master die?" he stopped and stared at Jack. "Yes doctor of he wants to there is nothing you can do." He said sternly. "That will NOT happen in MY tardis" he yelled angrily at jack. Jack was surprised. "Ok Doctor im sorry" he said stepping out of the room. The doctor sat there in silence. Great.