A while later, the Doctor was still examining the exterior of the Capsule.
"Of course, the real Doctor was always going on about the Daleks," Ben said.
"Real Doctor?" Polly repeated, confused.
"He is the real Doctor, Ben," Eva said for what felt like the hundredth time.
"Real Doctor?" the Doctor asked. "Oh, you mean the real Doctor."
"Yeah," Ben nodded. "Now I've seen that claw thing, well, wouldn't want to shake hands with it, let's put it that way."
"Doctor, look," Polly started, "if they're that dangerous, what are you going to do about it?"
"Save my breath," the Doctor replied. "Would Lesterson listen? Lesterson listen," he repeated, seeming to enjoy the word play. "Lesterson listen, Lesterson listen. Exercises the tongue. Try it," he said with a small smile. "Lesterson listen, Lesterson listen, Lesterson listen."
"Look, they think you're the Examiner," Ben said. "Order them to destroy the Daleks. Well, chuck your weight about."
"Lesterson listen," Polly tried, a small smile rising onto her face as she did. "Lesterson listen, Lesterson listen, Lesterson listen, Lesterson listen, Lesterson listen."
"Lesterson listen," Polly and the Doctor said together. "Lesterson listen, Lesterson listen…"
As if hearing them, Lesterson and his assistant, Resno, walked into the room.
"What do you think you're doing in here?" Lesterson asked.
"Listen," the Doctor said, holding out the badge he took from the real Examiner, "listen."
"Who gave you permission?" Lesterson went on.
"Read this," the Doctor ordered. "Aloud!"
"Accord every access," Lesterson read out from the badge.
"Exactly!" the Doctor exclaimed. "It doesn't say 'except your laboratory' anywhere, does it? Unless it's in micro-print," he added thoughtfully, pulling out a magnifying glass and using it to look at the badge.
"I should have been asked first," Lesterson insisted.
"What was the first thing you noticed when you looked inside that Capsule?" the Doctor asked, turning to Ben and Polly.
"Well, the Daleks," Ben replied.
"You were astounded?"
"Yes," Polly said.
"Amazed?"
"Yes."
"You didn't even give them a glance!" the Doctor said, turning back to Lesterson. "Why? Because you'd been in there and seen them. Where is the third Dalek?"
"I, I don't know what you're talking about," Lesterson stuttered.
"You opened up the capsule without permission," the Doctor went on. "You found the inner compartment containing three Daleks. You took one of them away and you hid it!"
"Hid it?" Lesterson repeated, swallowing nervously. "What, what nonsense!"
"May I ask what all this is about?" Bragen asked, walking into the room.
"We opened an inner compartment in the capsule, and Lesterson had already been in there," Polly told him.
"I… don't deny that," Lesterson finally admitted.
"And he's nicked a Dalek!" Ben added.
"Dalek?" Bragen asked.
"It's the name the Examiner has given to two metal creations that I've discovered inside the capsule."
"It's not the name he's given them, it's their name," Eva interfered. "And there were three, I'd vouch for that!"
"And they're dangerous," Ben added. "Evil."
"Lumps of metal," Lesterson brushed off. "Quite inactive."
"That's what you think, mate," Ben muttered. "If you'd seen –"
A sharp note from the Doctor's recorder cut Ben off, allowing Lesterson to continue.
"I consider it my duty as a scientist to examine and investigate these objects," he said. "Now please, all of you, keep out of my laboratory. Keep your hands off my experiments!"
"These lumps of metal," the Doctor said, "Daleks, I want them broken up, or melted down. Up or down, I don't care which, but destroyed!"
"I refuse to allow it," Lesterson called out.
"Then you'll get us all killed," Eva sneered. "For your stupid pride, is that really worth it?"
"I'm an Earth Examiner," the Doctor said. "I demand it!"
"You're exceeding your authority!" Lesterson replied.
"Perhaps we should ask the Governor about that?" the Doctor questioned. "I wish to see him immediately."
"That might be difficult," Bragen started.
"But not impossible," the Doctor replied. "Ben, Polly." He paused for a moment before adding, in a tone that suggested it pained him to say the word, "Eva."
As the four of them left the room, accompanied by Bragen, Eva didn't bother to hide her smile.
EMH
"…And of course you do have the right of any access," Bragen was saying to the Doctor as they walked back into the quarters.
"Which is why I have a badge which says so," the Doctor interfered.
"Lesterson watches over his ideas like a mother hen."
"If there was a bomb under this floor timed to go off in five minutes, would you ask my permission before you ripped up the floorboards?" the Doctor asked before being distracted by something he noticed on the table. "Ah ha, fruit!"
"Thank you," Polly said as he handed her one.
"Examiner," Bragen started, trying to regain the other man's attention, "it's up to you of course, but I'd advise a little discretion in your investigations. It's not a very good time, just now. Thank you," he added after a moment's pause when the Doctor handed him fruit. "With all these disturbances –"
"Disturbances?" Polly cut in.
"Yes, minor acts of sabotage," Bragen said. ."Rebel cliques, secret newspapers, nothing important you understand, but it keeps the Governor busy. I've no doubt he'll tell you about it himself when I arrange your meeting with him."
"When will that be?" Ben asked.
"Oh, he's going on a tour of the perimeter of the colony," Bragen explained. "I'll find out if he can see you before he goes."
"Thank you," Polly told him, and the man nodded as he took his leave.
As soon as he was out of the room, Eva started looking through the bowl of fruit.
"You know, it's little things like this that make it difficult to believe that you're the Doctor," Ben said. "The other one, I mean. The proper one. Oh, nuts, you know what I mean."
"Nuts?" the Doctor asked, pulling some out of the bowl. "Yes, certainly, here we are. Crackers?"
"You, my old china, are an out and out phony!" Ben declared.
"China," the Doctor repeated, turning to look at Eva. "Yes, we went there once I believe. Met Marco Polo, haven't we?"
"We have," Eva replied, so surprised that the Doctor said a full sentence to her without insulting her that she forgot to mention that this wasn't what Ben meant.
"No, not China," he said. "China! China and plate, mate, friend."
"Yes, Marco Polo, a friend," the Doctor agreed. "I believe he was."
"Don't listen to him, Doctor," Polly said just as Eva finally found what she was looking for. "I know who you are."
"Examiner?" Eva asked, gaining the attention of the other three time travellers.
There was a glint she couldn't quite understand in the Doctor's eyes as he took the fruit from her, cut it in half and revealed the listening device inside.
"It's a –" Polly started, only for the Doctor to hush her quickly.
He dropped the device on the floor before crashing it and picking it up again for examination.
"Well, well, a touch of the bugs," Ben muttered. "Microphones."
"Someone's been listening to what we were saying!" Polly said, clearly disturbed by the suggestion.
"Yes," Ben said in understanding, turning to the Doctor, "so that's why you were messing about and talking nonsense."
"I never talk nonsense," the Doctor protested.
"Really?" Eva asked.
"Ahem," Polly said at the exact same time.
"Well, hardly never," the Doctor relented.
"Well, they certainly believe in making us at home, don't they?" Ben muttered.
"At first, I thought there might be more than one," the Doctor admitted, cutting another fruit open.
"I don't think there are," Eva said quietly. "But I'm not entirely sure, either."
"Not much good, are you?"
It took Eva a moment to process the Doctor's insult. She thought there had been progress between the two of them – he acknowledged her existence, he spoke to her in a civil manner before – but apparently that was all over.
"Better than you'd think," she retorted, turning away from him and towards Ben as he spoke.
"Here, I bet old Charlie Bragen did it," he said.
"Charlie?" Polly asked, confused.
"Well, 'Fred' wouldn't suit him, would it?" Ben questioned, making them all laugh.
"If he did do it, do you think it was his own idea?" Polly asked. "I mean, he could have been under orders."
"You mean from the Governor?" Ben asked. "Ah, I don't know. What do you think, Doctor?"
"Oh, yes," the Doctor replied. "Yes of course. Let's consider this button for a moment," he said, pulling out a small object from his coat and showing it to them. "It's the only clue we've got to the murderer of the Examiner. The real Examiner."
"And who asked for him to come?" Polly questioned.
"Well, Lesterson's crackers about that capsule," Ben said. "He wouldn't want anyone nosing about."
"Bragen said the Governor's been having trouble," Polly reminded him.
"No, rule him out," Ben shook his head. "Governors are all the same. He wouldn't ask for help. If he sent the word it would look as if he couldn't do the job properly."
"Yes…"
"Oh, well," Ben sighed, "I vote we go back to the TARDIS. I've had enough of this dump."
"We can't," Eva said. "There are still Daleks here."
"Well, they're dead," Ben replied.
"Well, what about that thing we saw in the capsule?" Polly asked. "That was alive all right."
Ben hesitated for a moment before sighing again. "Yeah, I can't explain that."
"I can," the Doctor said. "And that's why we have to stay."
EMH
As it was, waiting turned out to be more than a bit boring. In less than an hour, Eva was nearly out of her mind – she wasn't used to staying still.
During her time with the Master, her days were packed full with things to distract herself from the situation she was in, and when she stayed at Jack's, there was so much to talk to him and his team about that staying still hadn't been an option.
It seemed, at least, that the Doctor shared that feeling with her, and she couldn't wait for him to decide to go wandering around, rather than walk back and forth, talking to himself.
"I know the misery they cause," he muttered, "the destruction. But there's something else more terrible. Something I can only half remember."
"Doctor, what was it?" Polly asked.
The Doctor opened his mouth with a frown, only to whatever he was about to say be lost to a knock on the door as Bragen walked in.
"Well?" the Doctor asked. "Where is the Governor? What did he say?"
"He sends his apologies, Examiner," Bragen replied. "He can't see you tonight, but he hopes to see you first thing in the morning."
"Well, it might not wait that long, Char, ah, Bragen," Ben quickly corrected with a small smile at Polly's direction.
"It will have to," Bragen said curtly.
"Excuse me," the Doctor said, standing up.
"Where are you going?" Ben asked.
"To see the Governor, of course," the Doctor said as if it were obvious.
"I'm afraid that's not possible," Bragen told him. "Once his door is closed, no one, not even you, Examiner, is allowed into his room."
"Very well," the Doctor said slowly, his dissatisfaction showing.
"Thank you," Bragen said, relieved. "Until the morning, then."
"What happens now?" Ben asked as Bragen left.
"I shall radio Earth," the Doctor said. "Governor or not, Hensell will have to listen to them. I'll get Earth to back me." He turned to the door, pausing for a moment before yanking it open, tearing the knob from its place. "That's funny," he muttered as he looked at the empty corridor. "I could have sworn… You stay here. I shan't be long."
"Like hell I will," Eva stated, standing up. "I'm not gonna just stay here while you go exploring."
"I'll not be exploring –"
"Whatever you'll be doing, I won't stay here for that," she said. "You're stuck with me, Grumpy. Might as well get used to it."
The Doctor frowned, muttering "Grumpy" once more before walking out the door, Eva hot on his heels. Behind her, Ben and Polly let out a laugh and she, too, smiled as she remembered that the Doctor slipped the door knob into his pocket.
"What now?" she asked.
"We'll go to the Communication Room," the Doctor replied. "From there, we'll be able to send a message to Earth. And, please, do keep quiet. The last thing we need is for one of them to hear you and stop us."
"Staying quiet," Eva repeated, rolling her eyes at his meek excuse. "Got it."
When they reached the Communication Room, it was to find the door open and the room in semi-darkness. Taking a peek inside, they could see that the place was a mess, the equipment sabotaged and smashed and the operator unconscious on the floor.
The two of them rushed forwards, making sure that the man was alive before freezing as they heard a sound from the other side of the room.
"I know you're there," the Doctor said, looking at the figure that stood in the shadows.
Slowly, Eva started moving towards it, only for the Doctor to grab her jacket and pull her away.
"Let go of me," she said, shrugging the Doctor's hand off just as Quinn stepped out.
"Examiner," he breathed out, "thank goodness it's you. I've been trying to talk to you ever since you got here –"
"What's happening here?" Bragen asked, barging into the room as his eyes found Quinn. "You again."
"What do you want?" Quinn asked.
"I found the operator unconscious," the Doctor said.
"Yes, so did I," Quinn said. "I was just looking at him when I heard someone move. It must have been you."
"And those?" Bragen asked, marking at the objects in Quinn's hand.
Moving closer, Eva could see that they were wire cutters, and swallowed nervously. Things really weren't looking good for the Deputy Governer at the moment, weren't they?
"I picked them up," Quinn said, confused. "What is all this?"
"The cables have been cut," Eva explained quietly.
"What?" Quinn asked. "This is serious. It's not just our own communications. We're cut off from Earth as well."
"The only people that would want to do that are the rebels," Bragen said.
"If those muscle boys of yours had any brains, they'd stop things like this," Quinn accused.
"Bragen," the Doctor cut in. "I was attacked just after I landed. These are small souvenirs I collected."
Eva's eyes darted up at the Doctor's use of plural objects, knowing he only had one button before. She wasn't sure if she wanted to scream or punch him when she saw him holding two buttons – one belonging to Quinn and one from her own jacket.
"These buttons belong to you, don't they?" Bragen asked, looking between Eva and Quinn.
"Well, yes," Quinn said, as Eva touched the area of her jacket the Doctor grabbed just minutes before.
"You planned this," she whispered as she felt the spot where the missing button came from.
"And you say you picked these up?" Bragen asked. "I suggest that you were sabotaging the communications, while you took care of the engineer," he added in Eva's direction.
"That's a lie," Quinn declared.
"That's not true," Eva said. "He… he's framing me. I came in with him, can't you see it's wrong?"
"Examiner?" Bragen asked. "Is that true?"
"I have never met this woman before I landed here," the Doctor stated, his eyes locking with Eva's. He knew what he was doing to her, and he didn't care.
"What have I done to make you hate me this much?" she whispered.
"I'd detain the Governor on evidence like that!" Bragen said.
"I hope you're not thinking of detaining me, Bragen," Quinn said worriedly.
"This is wrong," Eva repeated. "How can you not see how wrong this is?"
"I've no option," Bragen replied. "I could hardly let you run around loose after this, could I? All right, guards."
"I warn you, Bragen!" Quinn called out as the guards started advancing on him and Eva. It was only when the guards grabbed hold of the two of them that he relaxed. "All right, you win this round, Bragen. We'll see what it looks like in front of the Governor."
"No cuffs," Eva found herself whispering. "Please, no handcuffs."
She was sitting on the Valliant, her wrists cuffed to the chair as the Master aimed his screwdriver at the Doctor. The other Time Lord screamed as his body was forced to age, and the world disappeared around them as Eva screamed back.
"No!"
"Please, no handcuffs," she whispered, her eyes finding the Doctor's as the guards led them away. You'll pay for this.
EMH
In all of her time traveling with the Doctor, Eva had never had to spend a night in prison.
She had a few close calls, of course, but even when she was stuck at some time period or another she usually managed to be charming enough – or, at the very least, intriguing enough – to avoid being locked up. So even though she had been a prisoner before, the only time she had been in an actual prison cell had been with the Twelfth Doctor when they met Robin Hood.
Even then, she had been unconscious – when had she started referring to dying and being brought back to life as 'unconscious'? – for most of the time, and had only spent several minutes in the cell before the guard took her and Clara out.
As she sat in her cell, Quinn in the one next to hers in the same position, she wasn't sure how to proceed.
The Doctor had turned on her. When Twelve warned her that she wouldn't like what was going to happen, she didn't expect something like this. For the first time since she arrived with this Doctor who couldn't say a civil word to her and couldn't look at her without a sneer, she wanted to make him pay for what he did to her.
"You know," she started out loud, "it seems like we're going to spend some time in each other's company, and it would be much nicer if you stopped ignoring me."
"I have nothing to say to a rebel like you," Quinn replied.
"You just did," Eva noted with a smile. "And besides, I'm as much of a rebel as you are."
"Your button was found when the Examiner was attacked."
"As was yours," Eva replied. "We were both framed, though by different people."
"And who, pray tell, have a motive for framing you?" Quinn asked. "I can understand why I was framed, being the Deputy Governor –"
"You sure do love yourself, don't you?" Eva muttered.
"– but you only just got here," Quinn finished. "Who would frame you?"
"Would you believe me if I told you it was the Examiner?" Eva asked. When Quinn huffed, she sighed. "I didn't think you would. It's true, though. I'm sure he'd be more than a bit disappointed when they'll find out you were framed and start to wonder if I was, too."
"Why would he frame you?" Quinn asked. "He never met you before."
"No," Eva corrected. "He said he never met me before. There's a difference."
"But…" Quinn started. "Why would he lie?"
"Because he hates me," Eva said simply. "I didn't think he hated me that bad, but apparently…" she sighed. "You should get some sleep. Tomorrow's going to be a long day."
"You say that like you know for sure," Quinn noted, though he didn't comment on it further as he lay down. "You should get some sleep, too. You look exhausted."
"Sleeping won't do any good with that," Eva said. "The nightmares only exhaust me more."
"Nightmares?" Quinn asked. "What about?"
"A monster," Eva told him. "A monster that looks like a man. He treats me with kindness and care to make me forget that he hurts everyone else. And the worst part is… it works."
For a few minutes, Quinn was silent. Just when Eva was sure the Deputy Governor fell asleep, he spoke again.
"Who are you?"
Eva couldn't help but letting out a small smile.
"I take it you changed your mind about me?"
"I'm not sure if I believe that it was the Examiner who framed you," Quinn replied. "But I don't think you're a rebel."
Eva nodded, understanding the man's doubt as she spoke again.
"My name's Eva," she said. "Eva Miller."
"It's nice to meet you, Eva," Quinn replied. "My name is Thomas Quinn."
"It's nice to meet you, too," Eva said. "Though I do wish it was under better circumstances."
Quinn chuckled at her words, slowly drifting into restless sleep.
"Good night, Eva," he said.
"Good night, Thomas."