As Andrea panicked in the corner, the Doctor began to wake up. He glanced around the room, having no clue where he was. When he tried to sit up, there was a blinding pain on the back of his head. He gently touched it before wincing and got up slowly, finding himself on a bed. He touched the pillow curiously, wondering what had happened. The last thing he remembered was walking into the kitchen for dinner. Then a huge clang and loads of pain before darkness. He groaned, realizing what had happened.
"Doctor?" Andrea whispered, venturing from the fetal position she had put herself in. "Doctor? Are you awake?"
"Yes, yes, I'm awake. Where are we?"
"In the spare bedroom of that crazy scientist," she whispered, standing up. "The walls are sturdier than they look. I wasn't able to break them down."
"It's alright. We'll find another way out," the Doctor promised, looking around. "Where is he?"
"Out there somewhere. He hasn't done anything to me, if that's what you mean. I think it's bigger than experiments. At least, experiments on me. I wonder if it's something bigger than that," Andrea whispered, sitting on the foot of the bed. The Doctor shook his head, wondering what it meant.
"Like what?"
"I wonder if that lady he was talking about earlier contacted him. He may be the reason that I'm here today. The reason I was born. I was meant to be your killer, or whatever. I'm sure he suffered by her hand. If he's talking to her, he might be telling her that I'm here. He said that he would do anything to be able to do his experiments again," Andrea answered as the Doctor paled.
"I'll hope that you're wrong, but that's probably what's going on," he muttered, rubbing his face. Andrea put her knees to her chin, panicking. "Are the effects wearing off yet?"
"It's been hours. I think he's still boiling the plant," Andrea laughed darkly before the Doctor sighed. He decided to stand up and pace, but his legs said different. As a result, he landed on the floor, making Andrea laugh. "You may want to rest a bit more. I think you might have a concussion."
"Oh, don't be ridiculous. I think it's much worse than that, but I've gone on with more," the Doctor replied, using the bed to help him stand up.
"What?" Andrea asked, thinking that he wasn't making much sense.
"Nevermind. We need to get out of here as soon as we can," he replied, sitting on the edge.
"Agreed, but I don't think we have a choice right about now. I'm emotionally compromised and I think you're physically and mentally compromised. We don't make the best team right now."
"Nonsense! We'll be fine," he smiled, crouching down on his hands and knees. Andrea sighed and shook her head.
"Doctor, just lay back down. You need to rest. If you don't, the injury may get worse," Andrea pleaded as the Doctor sighed.
"Perhaps you're right, but what happens when they come and I'm fast asleep?" he questioned, climbing back into the blankets.
"I'll wake you. Everything will be fine if you let your head heal. If you don't, I'm going to have a panic attack with stress, and I'm sure that could end up as a psychotic episode. I don't have to tell you that it's a bad idea," Andrea instructed as the Doctor nodded, surrendering.
"If anything comes through that door, you wake me up," he whispered before nodding off. Andrea laughed as she rested her chin on her knees again. She wondered what was going to happen and if she was going to get out of this one alive. Was she even going to see her family again? Nick? Willow? Or even Tony? Would she even be able to tell them what happened to her? Andrea took a deep breath, reminding herself to try and keep calm.
Then she began to think of what the TARDIS had said to her. That Time had come, whatever that meant. And to look out for the Doctor, which was a more difficult task that she had initially thought. Keeping the Doctor safe was like trying not to let an anchor sink. Sometimes she wondered if the Doctor was going to get himself killed just by being reckless or being in the wrong place at the wrong time. She was sure that something had happened like that before.
Andrea's thoughts shifted to Loki. She remembered what she had taken from him the last time she had seen him. It was an image of a creature. Nothing that she had ever seen before. It was big, intelligent, and evil. Loki's commander. But who was he? What was he? Was it even a he? Andrea leapt off the bed, ignoring the panic rising from within, and went to the wall. She began to scratch the image onto the wall. As she focused on the scratching and drawing, the image became clearer and more distinct.
After about an hour and three broken, bleeding nails, she finished the picture. It was just like in her memory, minus the coloring. She took a deep breath, looking at her masterpiece. Andrea never considered pursuing drawing, but she thought she would dabble in it now. She actually seemed pretty decent at it. She looked back at the Doctor, wanting to show him what she had seen a few days ago, but he was out. Sighing, she slowly stood up and walked back to her corner, letting her anxiety slowly creep back in. She knew if she kept fighting it, she would go crazy and do something rash.
Eventually, the door began to jiggle as it was unlocked. Andrea's head flipped up before she ran to the Doctor's side, shaking him awake. His eyes flew open as the door opened. He sat up and came face to face with the head of the Silence.
"Hello, Doctor," Madam Kovarian smiled as he narrowed his eyes. "You gave us quite the slip. I thought you were dead."
"For all intensive purposes, I was," the Doctor snipped, trying to control his anger. She laughed and shook her head.
"Did you really think you could hide from us this whole time?" she taunted, walking over to Andrea, who froze. "And I see you've made a new friend."
"She has nothing to do with this. This is about you and me," the Doctor reminded before Kovarian shook her head.
"I'm afraid it isn't all that cut and dry. You must have learned that she was our plan B before her father banished her to God knows where. Honestly, Doctor the friends you make," Kovarian scoffed, thinking that this was so easy. The Doctor shrugged.
"I knew that she was plan B, yes, but she can't hurt me. She was banished when she was a baby. What could you have done to her anyway?" the Doctor laughed as she smiled, making Andrea uneasy.
"Doctor, you think of us as fools. I always expected that one day, something would get away from me. I just didn't realize it would be dear Eira," Kovarian answered, looking at Andrea as one would a horse. "Luckily, she's very healthy and strong. If it weren't for the binding plant, I'm sure I would be on the wall by now."
"What do you want?" the Doctor inquired as Kovarian turned to him, letting Andrea go.
"What I've always wanted. You six feet under, dead as a doornail. And Eira. She's actually the first one that has actually survived. Who know it was Asgardian DNA to make it work?" Kovarian smiled as Raljid entered the room.
"As I told you, Madam. I had both of them," he whispered, pleased with himself.
"Good work, Dr. Raljid. You're experimenting will continue, and completely funded. Pack you bags," Kovarian granted, smiling at the scientist.
"Oh, thank you. Thank you. Thank you. You will not regret this!" he promised before disappearing into the hall.
"You're going to let him continue?" the Doctor snapped, angry.
"Of course. I keep my promises, Doctor. I'm not evil," she informed.
"You could have fooled me," the timelord retorted before she smacked him. Kovarian summoned one of her men.
"Cuff them and lead them to the ship. The Doctor isn't slipping away this time," she hissed before stalking out the door. Andrea glanced at the Doctor, who winked. He had a plan after all. Trusting him, she allowed herself to be cuffed and taken outside, but with the pot of boiled plant right behind her. However, as it simmered down, as did the effects. Andrea could feel her strength replenish and multiply. Before they were out the door, she broke out of her handcuffs and knocked out the guard before knocking the horrid pot onto the floor. The guard looked frightened, but that didn't stop her. Her rage was nearly uncontrollable and she kicked the guard unconscious. She ran back into the other room, where the Doctor and his guard were and picked a fight with him.
"You can't seriously think that you can take me on," the massive guard bellowed, cracking his knuckles. Andrea showed him her wrists, where the broken steel cuffs remained.
"I don't think. I know," she muttered before punching his pressure points, as she had been taught. Within a matter of moments, the guard was done, drooling on the floor. The Doctor gaped at Andrea, shocked, but relieved.
"How'd you do that?" he whispered as she broke his cuffs.
"Training with Nick. If there's an opponent that's bigger than you, go for the pressure points and dodge every blow," Andrea answered as she grabbed his hand to sneak out. Kovarian hadn't seemed to notice that three of her guards were drooling on the floor. Instead of using the front door, though, Andrea kicked a hole in the wall, running deeper into the forest with the Doctor in tow.
"How'd you do that?" The Doctor demanded as they ran further and further.
"I think that plant suppresses my abilities, but once removed, they come back even stronger. And it makes me very angry," Andrea shouted back before they stopped. The Doctor bent over to catch his breath as Andrea looked around, making sure that it was safe. Once it was she sat against a tree, pleased with herself.
"Promise me that we'll never do that again," Andrea whispered as the Doctor held up his thumb, as he was out of breath. Andrea smiled and laughed, thinking that Madam Kovarian might have been a bit too cocky for her own good.