Summary: Jack is in need of Marthaâs skills with a needle.
“Hold still,” Martha muttered as Jack fidgeted. “It’s a good thing we’ve already covered this in medical school or you’d be stuck doing it yourself. Either that or relying on the Doctor, and I don’t think he’s qualified.”
“I’m trying,” Jack said, “but this isn’t exactly comfortable.” He twitched, gritting his teeth; patience wasn’t his strong point; he was a man of action.
“Do you want me to stick the needle somewhere painful, or sew the wrong bits together?”
Jack froze in place. “You wouldn’t!”
“Not intentionally.” Martha inserted another careful stitch. “It’s your own fault for ripping your trousers.”