Valley of Death
Sequel to 'No More Running'
A/N: I have a nice surprise at the end of the chapter.
Meanwhile back in the secret lab….
RepliClaire, decked out in full assault gear, slid her keycard thru a card reader. The door infront of her hissed open and she walked in. The room she entered was a large infirmary, she walked towards the back and up to the only other occupant in the room. "Doctor." The woman turned around. She stood at RepliClaire's height, she had shoulder length blonde hair tied back in a ponytail. She wore a white lab coat over a red sweater and black slacks, she had a tired expression on her face. "Yes?" she asked in an equally tired voice. RepliClaire folded her hands behind her back. "Are you ready?" The doctor nodded. "Yes, send her in." RepliClaire nodded and activated her radio. "Bring her in." She spoke into her headset. Several seconds later, two guards wearing gas masks dragged a kicking and flailing Claire in. RepliClaire nodded towards the examining table that was fitted with straps. The guards nodded and hauled Claire up onto the table, one held her down with the other strapped her in. Their task complete, the guards left, leaving the three women in the room. The doctor looked down at Claire then up at RepliClaire. "You can leave now."
RepliClaire gave a short nod then left the room. Claire looked up at the woman who sighed as she went around the table, undoing the straps. Claire sprang up as the last strap was undone. "Who are you?! The fuck is going?!" The doctor held up her hands and spoke very coolly. "Take it easy. I'm trying to help you. If you would let me." Claire calmed down alittle. "What do you want?" The doctor sighed. "Well, where do I begin? First: I want to be free from this god awful nightmare." Claire interrupted her. "No. I mean, from me?" "Ah! Well, I do need a blood sample. Relax. I'm not going to clone you again. The two clones would probably kill each other. On second thought, that doesn't sound so bad."
Claire interrupted her again. "Why do you need the sample?" "Oh yes. Your clone wants me to check your blood. And before you ask, I don't know. I need the sample quickly because she is coming back. So, if you would please roll up your sleeve." The doctor picked up a syringe as Claire rolled up her sleeve, the doctor tied on a tourniquet and tapped a vein. The doctor inserted the needle and withdrew some blood, she removed the syringe and capped it. "Okay, I'm sorry but I need to put the straps back on otherwise she'll suspect something." Claire allowed the woman to strap her back to the table.
"Why are you doing this?" Claire asked as she set her head down. The doctor sighed heavily. "Not everyone has a choice." "Some people do." "Not everyone. At least none of us who work for Umbrella. The scientists anyway. We're forced to work or our families are killed." The door opened and RepliClaire entered. "All set Doc?" The doctor nodded and RepliClaire dragged Claire back to the holding room.
Back in the holding room….
Two guards pushed Claire into the room, Jill and Ada kept her from falling. Claire managed to stand, Rebecca came over. "You better sit down, you don't look so well." Jill and Ada set Claire down in a chair when suddenly Claire felt something in her jacket pocket push against her. Claire reached inside the jacket and withdrew a small radio. The doctor must have planted it. Claire quickly explained the doctor and that she drew some blood. "You think this doctor is on our side?" Ada asked. "She said 'Not everyone has a choice if you work here'. I think she wants to help us and take her with us." Claire turned on the radio.
"Hello?" The doctor's voice answered. "Hello, Claire. We met before yes?" "Yes, I remember." "Good, now listen to me. Don't do anything." "What do you mean?" "They're coming." "Who?" "Someone named Kennedy. Your clone sounded worried." "Leon?! Leon's coming?" "From what I've heard, he's already here. And he's brought back up." "How many?" "I heard somewhere around 2,000 soldiers." Claire smiled. "That's my husband." The doctor continued. "By the way, my name is Walker. Dr. Elza Walker. Listen, I have to go. Your blood work is coming back from the computer. Goodbye." And with that the radio went silent. "Sounds like a nutcase to me." Ada said as she walked away.
Claire muttered. "You would know." Ada spun around. "S'cuse me? You wanna go?" Claire rolled her eyes. "Please." "What?" "You're just jealous." "Jealous of what?" "That I had Leon first." Probably for the first time in her life, as long as she could remember, Ada snapped. "That does it!" She yelled as she charged Claire. Jill and Alyssa held her back. Rebecca and Yoko did their best to hold Claire back.
RepliClaire watched the whole fight unfold in a security room, her boots propped up on the console, laughing to herself. Dr. Walker entered the room holding a piece of paper. She scoffed. "Enjoying yourself?" "Shouldn't I be?" "Your better half's blood work came back like you asked for." She held out the piece of paper which RepliClaire took. She scanned the paper then looked up at the doctor who was watching the fight continue on the screen. "Is this right? Did you check it?" "You wanna see my doctorate? Of course it's right, I double checked it. It's there in black and white." RepliClaire's feet slid off the console. "Does she know?" Walker shook her head. "I don't know. Maybe." RepliClaire rubbed her chin, not sure what to do. Walker spoke again. "If she doesn't know, she should. And if you won't tell her, I will." With that, she left, leaving RepliClaire alone in the room. RepliClaire stood, she brought her hand up and touched the screen showing a close up of Claire's face. She trailed her fingertips down the screen, balled up her fist and drove it thru the screen.
The door to the holding room where the girl's were fighting opened and RepliClaire entered. Claire looked up and everyone stopped fighting. "Come with me." RepliClaire said to her twin. Claire complied and followed her twin out of the room, the rest of the girls watched them leave. The two women walked down the hall, RepliClaire didn't bother handcuffing Claire's wrists together. RepliClaire occasionally stole glances at Claire but focused her gaze forward. They entered Dr. Walker's exam room again who was waiting for them. Walker took off her reading glasses and set them on the counter then looked up at Claire.
Without hesitating, she spoke. "You're pregnant."
A/N: SURPRISE!