The Doctor took the opportunity and walked up to Orville. The scientist had been given a towel and was using it on his face. "The Doctor, right? Is that your real name, sir?"
"Just the Doctor."
"Well, Doctor, seems a storm is approaching us. You better get home before you get wet."
The Doctor seemed to notice that Orville had said 'storm' a little weirdly with an odd sense of meaning behind it. Was he referring to the 'Oncoming Storm' or was it just a pure coincidence? As a Time Lord he had the ability to see those minute details. Just in case, the Doctor decided to probe more. "Tell me something Mr. Toms, how did you come up with the technology to lift cars? I'm a fellow scientist myself actually, may even understand." The Doctor had winked for that last bit.
Orville decided after getting the wink that he could trust the Doctor. "Certainly! A man by the name of Abel gave me some kind of lifting mechanism while I was a city planner, working on a traffic problem in Piccadilly Circus. He was a bit nutty, and I thought what he gave me was a piece of junk, but I ran some tests on it, and it turned out it was the link I needed to make this great discovery!"
The Doctor shared in Orville's glee. There was nothing better than seeing someone achieve their dreams. All the inventors he had met in his lives always seemed to have a strong but rare sense of excitement about their work. Unfortunately, there was something obviously wrong here. The timelines didn't match and he had to find out why this was. He probed him showing curiosity. "Could I see the lifting mechanism?"
"Depends, I prefer to keep my secrets from the press at the moment if you don't mind. Who do you represent?"
"Oh, no worries there. I'm sort of a freelancer scientist type. Really only here for the intellectual curiosity."
Orville grinned wide knowing he had a real opportunity to show off to a fellow intelligent man. "Wait till you see this little beauty then!" He walked over to the front of the car and opened the hood while motioning to the Doctor to join him. Orville pointed to the part that looked like it was before its time. It looked a little bit like a carburetor except its wiring was heavily advanced made of an undiscovered type of metal. "Right here!" he proclaimed.
The Doctor knew it! Something was most definitely wrong here! "May I scan this? I seem to be an expert and finding where things are from." After getting a nod from Orville, he pulled out his sonic screwdriver and then scanned the item.
The Doctor was shocked at the findings with a tint of fear, which Orville noticed. The Doctor quickly put on a nonchalant face. "Very interesting…"
Orville had noticed the initial reaction and knew he had to probe him. Why did this Doctor show fear when he saw it? Was there something special about that piece of equipment. It looked different, yes, but it was harmless. "You know of its origins?"
"Very distant. Shouldn't even be here. In fact, I almost can't believe it."
Orville was high in anticipation. "Where is it from, Doctor?"
The Doctor couldn't believe it, but it was exactly what the scan had told him. "It's from a race called the Daleks…"
That name, as spoken by the Doctor, reverberated in the back of Orville Tom's skull. "Daleks." He'd heard it before but he couldn't place it. Whatever it was he couldn't let the Doctor know, so he feigned ignorance. "The who?"
The Doctor had caught his underlying emotions and he knew something big was about to happen. Orville was lying about something, but what? He needed to buy some time. "Nothing to worry about Mr. Toms. I just need to meet with my friends for a minute. I'll talk with you in just two ticks." The Doctor winked encouragingly at Orville who raised his thumb in silent agreement. He left Orville behind to join Rose and Martha who were chatting.
"…And they were statues. Great big statues, but you couldn't blink. Weeping angels he called them."
Rose was about to ask a question before she caught sight of the Doctor and quickly realized he had something heavy on his mind from his scanning. "Where's the lifting mechanism from Doctor? Saw you scanning it."
"It's from a Dalek."
Rose was horrified! After everything that happened. Her separation from the Doctor and having to make that gut wrenching decision between him and her family, the Daleks were still alive terrorizing her life. "But… but that's impossible, they all fell through the void that day!"
Martha filled her in. "The cult of Skaro escaped, but there's still only one Dalek alive. His name is Caan."
Rose really couldn't believe it. She didn't want to.
The Doctor explained his thoughts out loud. "He said it came from a man named Abel, but, who could that be?" The women shrugged their shoulders when he looked at them for answers. "Mr. Toms is somehow involved and whatever role he is playing, whether he is completely innocent or being used is the question, we need to tread lightly before its too late." Both Rose and Martha nodded in agreement.
Meanwhile Orville had been tinkering with his car. He was trying to use a plug from the wall into a homemade socket on the carburetor to give it more power to help it lift quicker. Suddenly, a burst of energy flowed into the car and it began to light up inexplicably. Orville was shocked! The engine turned on and the car appeared to be running without anyone having turned it on.
Orville was stunned and frightened as the car began to slide forward building speed as it went. The three conversing travelers quickly noticed and started running toward him but weren't close enough to get there in time. Orville tried to run away but the car overtook him, hitting him and making him fall to the ground unconscious.
Then, like a scene out of a horror movie, the car continued moving forward faster and faster to plow through the wall and onto the outside streets…
