The Doctor remained beside the Master, his long slender fingers combing through the hazel-brown eyed Time Lord's hair. He could feel the sweat and knew the Master held a high fever which he was more than certain that would break in due time. "Always" he whispered, his chocolate brown hues gazing down to the man in his arms. Hearing about the book throwing a chuckle soon escaped the Doctor's lips "You had a good arm, a few of them got me pretty hard" he smiled and leaned in placing the softest of kisses upon the Master's lips "Rest now.. you're safe. You can worry about a bath and our destination later. Right now we want you feeling better"
Time passed, the Doctor remained near the Time Lord, not letting the man leave his arms. Yet as the man in his arms jolted that caused the younger Time Lord to become concerned "Are you alright?" he asked curiously, his voice laced with deep concern as he looked down to the Master. As the Master began to fumbled with his pockets, the Doctor's eyebrow slowly rose as didn't speak a word and just listened. "A Dalek? … Master there is no Dalek within the TARD--" before he could even finish his statement the Master took up his pinstriped jacket and pulled out his sonic laser "Master… give me the laser before you hurt someone" he extended his hand out and saw the beam of yellow light shoot out and strike the TARDIS "no!"
Though he knew it wouldn't hurt the TARDIS, much, but it would upset her. The Doctor moved close and pried the weapon out of the Master's hand and tossed it aside before wrapping his arms around the Time Lord "It's alright… calm down.. take a deep breath. There is no dalek, Master… you're… hallucinating…" his mind began to wander 'how on earth is this possible? was the medicine cocktail too much for him to handle?' his mind was whirling with possibilities. "I have an idea Master… how about I help you take a bath? get you cleaned up while jack changes the sheets on your bed. Lay you back down and get you some tea? yeah?" he smiled and cupped the Master's cheek as he gazed into the man's hazel-brown eyes "You're sick and I want you to feel better. let me help you" he whispered.
Getting to his feet he was on his feet and reached out taking the Master into his arms "Jack, get in there" as if the immortal was nearby the door opened almost immediately. "change the sheets on the bed, I'm going to get the Master cleaned up" the look on the immortal's face of priceless as he opened his mouth to speak but the Doctor shut him up immediately "Before you even say anything. Don't." with that he walked off to the bathroom where he sat the Master down on the closed toilet. After filling the tub with warm water the Doctor removed his oxford collared shirt and his tie as to not get water and soap on either before moving to the Master and undressing him down to his boxers. Taking the man into his arms once more the Doctor moved to the tub and lowered the Master into the bubbly water.
After helping the Time Lord get cleaned up, dried off and changed into a new pair of clothing the Doctor carried the Master back to the bedroom. Thankfully Jack has changed the sheets and left the room so the two Time Lords could have their time alone. Laying the Master back down in bed the Doctor left the room to go get some tea for them both. It was a long stressful time for them both, that much he was certain of and knew that a little tea would and could always help lighten the mood. Returning he moved to sit down beside the Master "A cuppa tea will aide in the healing process" he smiled and held out a cup.