When they got back to UNIT the Brigadier's reactions was not exactly unexpected. Indignant would have been putting it lightly. Pissed off would probably be more accurate.
"So you want me to allow a criminal we have spent months trying to track down, into UNIT HQ and to let him go free!" exploded the Brigadier.
"Someone's mad," Beatrice muttered to the Master.
"Indeed," came the reply.
"Now look here Brigadier, the War Chief is an extremely formidable enemy and not one I can face alone. I don't like it much more than you do but the Master could be exceptionally useful." said the Doctor
"But we can't trust him." protested the Brigadier.
"Brigadier, we may not be able to trust him implicitly, but we can trust his self-preservation instincts, not to mention his desire to not let anyone besides him kill the Doctor." piped up Beatrice.
"What a shining defense," said the Master dryly.
"What do you expect. You don't have all that many trustworthy qualities. I'm working with what I've got." replied Beatrice in a playfully indignant tone.
"You say this War Chief is a real problem?" asked the Brigadier.
"Yes, he is." confirmed the Doctor. The Brigadier sighed.
"Fine, but if this backfires and the world security council finds out you will be doing the explaining Doctor." he turned to the Master. "Betray us and I will have no problem putting a bullet in your head."
"Understood," said the Master as the Brigadier stormed out.
"You certainly know how to rile people up," muttered Beatrice.
"It's a gift. One you seem to possess as well." the Master told her and she could have sworn she saw his mouth twitch upward in something that almost resembled a smile.
"I'm going to to take that as a compliment," she replied cheerfully.
"Shall we get to it then?" asked the Doctor as he headed towards the TARDIS.
"Of course," said the Master with a nod. "Excuse me, my dear."
Beatrice watched him follow the doctor into the TARDIS, a small smile on her face. She turned to look at Jo.
"Am I the only one who finds watching those two men collaborate amusing?"
"No, I may not like the Master but it is interesting to watch them work together," admitted Jo.
"Jo, do you think you could get us some tea, please? This may take a while," called the Doctor.
"I'll get it, you keep an eye on these two and try to keep them from driving each other crazy," Beatrice told her friend before leaving the laboratory. And heading down to the kitchen.
She reached to grab another teacup on the top shelf but just as she thought she had a hold on it the cup slipped out of her hand and fell breaking into several pieces. Mentally cursing her own clumsiness Beatrice headed to a closet she knew held brooms and other cleaning supplies. The door was slightly cracked open.
As he opened the door and stepped inside she was shocked to find a tall cylinder with a door standing in front of it was a man whose face she could not make out. She felt fear flood her and she turned to run. But before she could make a sound the man grabbed her and pressed a wet cloth over her mouth and nose. She felt herself going limp and then lost consciousness.
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The Master and the Doctor had been working on trying to track down the War Chief for quite a while. Unfortunately, they were not having very much luck. He might not consider the War Chief his intellectual equal but the Master could not deny the man was clever.
"Jo didn't I ask you to get some tea?" called the Doctor. Ms Grant appeared in the doorway of the TARDIS.
"Yes, but Beatrice offered to go get it. It's been nearly forty-five minutes, I don't know where she has gone."
The Master felt an odd feeling of concern at this. Something didn't seem right. At that moment Sargent Benton as he recalled the man was named, came walking into the TARDIS.
"Doctor, you haven't seen Beatrice have you?" He asked.
"No, we were just wondering about that." replied the Doctor.
"Well, I was going to get a cup of coffee but when I entered the kitchen area there was a shattered cup. I went to the storage closet to get a broom and found this." He held up a shawl that the Master immediately recognized as the one he had bought Beatrice at the alien market place.
"That doesn't look good," said Ms Grant as the Doctor took the scarf.
"Venusian wool, where would she have got that." he gave the Master a pointed look which the Master ignored.
"I don't think where the shawl is from matters. However, I believe from the fact that it was left in that closet and that she has been missing for just under an hour, I think it is safe to assume she has been kidnapped." said the Master, now feeling even more strange worry for his companion.
"By the War Chief?" asked Ms Grant
"Almost certainly," the fear was evident on the face of the Doctor's young assistant.
"I'll get the Brigadier," said the Sargent running out of the room.
"What do we do?" asked Ms Grant.
"I'm not sure Jo," said the Doctor looking very concerned.
Author's note: Looks like Beatrice is in a spot of trouble. We'll be meeting the War Chief soon. Thanks for reading and please like and comment. I value your feedback. By the way, the picture at the top is of an undisguised TARDIS. I wasn't sure what the War Chief's TARDIS would look like in a broom closet so I just assumed it took on its natural form.
