"I seem to remember the mid section having its moments too," Jack added with a slight smirk to himself. He made eye contact with the Doctor for just a moment before looking away, and telling his brain to stop recalling those thoughts.
His brain though, didn't really want to listen, and as the Doctor moved across the room he caught himself staring at his behind, which, he thought, looked rather magnificent in the blue scrubs.
No, really, stop it.
He cleared his throat and looked up as the Doctor turned back, flushing slightly as though he'd been caught doing something he shouldn't. "What? Uh, no," he said, straightening himself out and placing his hands on his hips. "No. Last thing I remember it that thing on my back and then something shooting. Must have been some sort of gas in the bullets that knocked us clear out. Next thing I knew I was was waking up here a few minutes ago."
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His brain though, didn't really want to listen, and as the Doctor moved across the room he caught himself staring at his behind, which, he thought, looked rather magnificent in the blue scrubs.
No, really, stop it.
He cleared his throat and looked up as the Doctor turned back, flushing slightly as though he'd been caught doing something he shouldn't. "What? Uh, no," he said, straightening himself out and placing his hands on his hips. "No. Last thing I remember it that thing on my back and then something shooting. Must have been some sort of gas in the bullets that knocked us clear out. Next thing I knew I was was waking up here a few minutes ago."