Chapter 3
Clara POV
Clara took a moment to process that. The people that were here were women, pregnant, and had absolutely no idea where they were. She was starting to freak out. "Calm down.", she told herself. "You've been in worse situations." Clara hadn't realized that she'd said aloud, until she saw the strange looks on the other girls' faces. Only the leader, Marie, looked unfazed. "It's ok.", she said. "Our only problem is that we don't know where we are." Clara laughed. "So, you're all pregnant?", she asked. "Yes.", Marie answered. "We don't know why someone wants 50 pregnant women." Clara's eyes grew wide. "There are 50 people here?" "Including you.", Marie replied. "How far along are you?" "6 weeks.", Clara answered. "You?" "16 weeks." "How long have you been here?" "A month." Clara stared at her in disbelief. This woman had been there a month. Did that mean that they would never get out?
Doctor POV
The Doctor knew there was a reason that he recognized the name of the spa. There had been 49 pregnant women disappear from there in the past three months. As he was looking at the screen, the number suddenly shifted to 50. The Doctor knew it was Clara. When Danny burst in, one look at his face confirmed his suspicions. "I warned you!", the Doctor half-shouted. "Why don't you ever listen to me?" Danny looked like he was trying hard not to cry. "I know it's my fault.", he said. "Can you find her?" "I think so.", the Doctor replied. "I can try to call her." "Do you think she still has her phone?" "It's worth a shot." Beep beep beep He dialed her number. "Hello?", a voice from the other end said. "Clara!", the Doctor said. "Are you alright? Where are you?" Clara hesitated. "We're both fine.", she answered. "I don't know where we are."
