The time lord's breathing was heavy. He looked rather worn out, his hair was all messed up as well. The Doctor was dreaming as he lay there , He kept muttering things in his sleep, most in galliefreyian but some in english. He was holding onto Jack a bit as he was moaned. The time lord moaned. He looked like he really needed to rest awhile. The TARDIS had brought him to Torchwood, knowing that he would be safe with Jack.
The Doctor was still asleep even as he was lain on the couch. He didn't want to wake up just yet. Even when he finally did, he still felt drainned and weak. He panicked and woke all confused. He backed up a bit.
"Where am I?" he looked around. Had somebody captured him? He was confused and didn't realize he was safe at the moment. The time lord was all shaky. He remembered he hadnt really regenrated like he thought though. He was still shocked by that.
The Doctor fell back into the couch, Maybe he would know what was going on when he was actaully more awake. The time lord was shaking still. He looked very tired still. but he didn't want to go back to sleep. Not yet at least.