"That's why I came to you..."

The Doctor was in a rather festive mood, so Hiro had to wait till the party was over before he could get a chance with him.

The Doctor, whose true identity remained hidden behind a code name, was a renowned surgeon specializing in dangerous and advanced biotech surgeries within the Helios System.

Wanted by numerous corporations, he had chosen to operate in secrecy, only accessible to those with the right connections.

Sitting by the sparkling swimming pool, Hiro and the Doctor began to catch up. Hiro's gaze flickered across the lavish decorations, the shimmering lights, and the vibrant women in their colorful bikinis, moving with grace by the sparkling swimming pool.

The soft hues of the bright lights cast a warm glow, heightening the allure of the scene. It was as if the world itself held its breath, aware of the profound conversation about to take place.

The Doctor and Hiro found solace amidst the lingering echoes of the party. A bottle of wine stood between them, its contents a testament to their shared anticipation. Delicately, the Doctor set aside his glass, ready to delve into the matters that brought them together.

"Let me examine the AI chip," the Doctor's voice carried a mix of intrigue and reverence. He placed his wine glass on the petite table beside him, offering his undivided attention to Hiro's quest.

From within the depths of his jacket, Hiro retrieved the AI chip, cradling it with care. He extended it towards the Doctor, a silent plea for his expertise.

With practiced precision, the Doctor extracted a magnifying glass from his breast pocket. Gently, he positioned it over the chip, captivated by the tiny intricate designs that danced beneath the lens. The holographic patterns etched onto the surface shimmered with a pulsating light, hinting at the untapped potential hidden within.

"This... is truly extraordinary. Where did you say you got it?" The Doctor's voice brimmed with curiosity, his gaze lingering on the AI chip's mesmerizing display. His intellect whirred, piecing together the puzzle that lay before him.

Hiro's lips curled into a knowing smile, a mysterious glint in his eyes. "I received it as compensation for a failed job, that's all I can say." He paused, savoring the tension in the air, before taking a sip of wine to punctuate his enigmatic response.

The Doctor's brows furrowed momentarily, his mind racing to unravel the secrets Hiro held. He returned the magnifying glass to its resting place, his hands a mix of wonder and anticipation as he handed back the chip, encased in its protective pouch.

"So you want me to implant this in you?" The Doctor's voice betrayed a mix of caution and awe, seeking clarification on Hiro's audacious request. His eyes locked onto Hiro's, searching for any hint of doubt or hesitation.

"That's why I came to you, Doctor. And I want it done as soon as possible," Hiro's determination pierced through the uncertainty, his words carrying the weight of unwavering conviction. The depths of his gaze mirrored his resolve, a fire burning bright within.

Amy took in a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest as she stood before the towering door that loomed before her. It was like a portal to the unknown, a threshold she had to cross, and the weight of the world seemed to rest upon her shoulders.

Finn, who had now gotten close to Amy since the heist, stood by her side, sensing her unease. His hand found her shoulder, offering a comforting touch that sent a shiver of reassurance down her spine.

Their eyes met, and in Finn's gaze, she saw a glimmer of optimism that fueled her determination. It was a silent exchange of encouragement that fortified her resolve.

With a nod of her head, she steeled herself and took a final mental note of the mission's importance. The time for hesitation had passed.

Amy pushed the heavy door open, revealing a room filled with eyes fixed upon her. The air crackled with anticipation, and a hushed silence fell upon the gathering.

Slowly, she made her way to her designated seat at the head of a grand table, Finn ever-present at her side. The weight of the moment settled upon her, and she felt the intensity of the gazes upon her as if they were physical weights pressing against her skin.

She approached the table with measured steps, her every movement a deliberate display of confidence. The eyes of the council members followed her, their expressions a mix of curiosity, skepticism, and veiled judgment.

Amy's eyes swept the room, taking in every detail—the opulence of the chamber, the polished marble floors, and the flickering light that danced off the ornate chandeliers overhead.

Finally reaching her seat, she bowed her head in a respectful gesture, a show of deference to the powers that be. As she settled into her chair, she glanced up and saw that the Emperor's seat was occupied by his formidable representative.

Relief washed over her, knowing that dealing with the representative would be slightly less daunting than facing the Emperor himself.

"Now that we're all here," the representative began, his voice echoing through the grand hall, "let's begin by asking how a chip worth multi-billion space cores got stolen right under your nose?"

His words hung in the air, laden with accusation and a demand for answers. Amy's heart skipped a beat as the gravity of the situation sank in. She knew that her every word, her every action, would be scrutinized. The tension in the room was palpable, thickening the atmosphere until it felt suffocating.

Amy straightened her back, mustering her composure. "It is true that the theft occurred under our watch," she replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil within her. "However, we have launched a thorough investigation to apprehend the culprits and recover the stolen chip."

A murmur of skepticism rippled through the council members, their doubt like ripples in a pond. Amy met their gazes head-on, her eyes burning with determination. "Rest assured, we will not rest until justice is served and the security of the realm restored."