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Realization

The Doctor sighed and leaned against the the back of his chair heavily, taking in the console room, but not really focusing properly. Martha had left the room to go and take and shower and get changed, and after the heat in the spaceship they had just been stranded on for over an hour as it swayed closer and closer to the sun, the Doctor had to agree that he was in desperate need for a shower as well. He needed to think for a moment though, have time to recover from what had just happened.

His head pounded indignantly, and he rubbed the bridge of his nose, trying desperately to push it away for the moment. He leaned forward and closed his eyes, covering his face in his hands. The darkness was inviting, and the Doctor knew he desperately needed sleep. After having a burning sun alive inside you, who wouldn't need rest?

" Doctor?" Martha's voice sounded distant, as though they were separated by a pane of glass.

The Doctor paused for a moment before looking up, but when he did, he noticed that Martha's face was laced with concern. She crouched down in front of him before speaking again.

" Doctor, are you alright? You look awful!" She stated, placing a hand on his forehead to test his temperature. The Doctor moved his head, trying to shake her hand off, but not before Martha had a chance to feel the heat radiating from him. She knew that Time Lords had cooler temperatures than humans, so for a Time Lord even to feel slightly hot, it wasn't a good sign.

" Leave me, Martha, I'm fine!" The Doctor stated, turning away from his companion.

Martha continued to crouch in the same position, however.

" Doctor, I think you've caught a slight fever. Maybe you should go and lie down. You really do look pale."
" I'm fine, just a bit tired, that's all." The Doctor replied, standing up slowly and carefully, before pinching the bridge of his nose again.

" I think I might go and lie down actually. I've got a bit of a headache." The Doctor then said, beginning to make his way towards the branching corridor leading away from the console room, but after merely a few steps, he stopped, eyes closed, and clutched onto the console for support.

Martha came up behind him, " Doctor, do you need some help?"
Eyes still closed, the Doctor returned, " Please. It's been a long day, and I'm feeling a tad dizzy."

Martha took a firm hold of the Doctor and began to steer him towards his bedroom, hoping desperately that after a good long sleep, he would feel better.

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