Eve wandered into the headquarters of the late corporation, where the office of the CEO himself once existed.
Still calming down from the incident, she had now reached to point in the process where she could begin reflecting on what happened.
How could she stoop this low? She not only showed emotion, but she became one. She became madness, insanity, dozens of others words she dared not think of.
This isn't like me to act that way. Eve was lost in her thoughts. Too many were swimming around in her mind to concentrate.
She grabbed her head, trying to make them go away. Her thoughts became louder in response.
She became even more lost then, so lost in-fact she did not realize she was backing into an old shelf.
She ran into the shelf, causing various objects to fall off of it, most striking her as they fell.
One of these objects was a projector, and as it fell on her, it became stuck on her head. Immediately a picture came into view.
Eve had already put her hand up to push it off but stopped when the picture came into existence. I'll be able to prove it wasn't my fault with this, and that it was Wall•E who took it!
Eve sent some mental commands into the device, to access her security footage. It could only have happened when she was deactivated. She went backwards from the moment she learned about the plant's disappearance. It would be a good place to start.
The first batch of footage was of Auto and Go-4. Wait, Auto and Go-4?
"Go-4, take the plant and dispose of it." Auto said in Axiom before sliding off to the side, presumably to go down to the captain's quarters.
"Probe One will not know what happened." Go-4 muttered to himself as he gained access to her chamber, and placed it in his own chamber.
Eve felt violated, but even more deceived. Both feelings combined, however, did not compare to her sense of regret. Her reason for hating Wall•E was suddenly invalid. She had snapped at him for no reason now.
The footage played backwards. She began to see everything. He stood by her side, through the harshest of weather. He held his ground even when struck by lightning, twice. He didn't move even as the sand from the sandstorm ate at his innards. He… protected me?
If Eve were human, the ground would have been considerably wet from her tears.