Clara turned back to The Doctor. " So where and when are we going today?" She asked while following him back to the control room.
"Well I don't know, we could go forwards, backwards, stay on earth, go to any planet you want, so many choices and it is all up to you."
"Well I have always want-" She heard a vibration coming from his coat pocket. "Is that a cell phone?"
"No, not a cell phone, but a message on my psychic paper." He pulled out the paper and opened it up to read the message inside.
"Your psychic paper vibrates?"
"Only sometimes."The Doctor looked at Clara with a smile on his face.
"Well, what does it say?" She asked with worry.
"We know where we are going today...America, 2022." The Doctor ran over to the controls to get them to their destination.
"But what did the paper actually say?" Clara asked. The Doctor handed the psychic paper to her.
CHILDREN'S MEDICAL CENTER
HARTFORD, CONNECTICUT USA
EMILY MASTERS
DO NOT LET THEM EXAMINE HER
As Clara finished reading the message, the TARDIS had already landed. She handed The Doctor his paper back and walked outside to be greeted with the cool Connecticut air. The Doctor stepped out behind Clara. He felt shivers go down his back, but they were not from the cold. Connecticut was so close to New York, where he lost Amy and Rory. He pushed that thought to the back of his mind as he started his rant about there new destination.
"Ahh, Hartford, the capitol of Connecticut. The only one of the thirteen colonies to be named after an Indian word. One of the smallest states but one of the most expensive ones to live in." Clara looked around the city, there didn't look to be any crazy technology advances in the next ten years, which she didn't really mind since she wasn't a very techy person. She turned around to see The Doctor already heading towards the hospital. She fastened her pace to catch up with him.
"So what's our plan?" Clara asked.
"Why do we always need a plan?"
"Because we can't just go snatching girls from hospitals in the future!"
"Right, right that would be bad, well why don't we just wing it until I think of a plan."
Before she could answer, they were at the front desk of the hospital.
"How may I help you?" The woman at the front desk asked.
The Doctor turned and whispered into Clara's ear, "Quick, do your best American accent!" She gave him an dirty look and then turned and smiled at the lady.
"Mornin' y'all, I'm lookin' for Emily Masters, can you tell me what room she's in?" Clara said, sounding more like a Texan than a New Englander.
"I'm sorry but I don't have that name in the computer, she may still be in the ambulance, why don't you sit down and wait." The lady at the desk said.
The Doctor and Clara sat down in the seats in the waiting room.
"We're early!" The Doctor said angrily.
"Wow, three times in one day, that has to be a record." Clara smiled
A.N.- Hey, congrates to you if you decided to go on to the second chapter, I really appreciate it! Also, If you haven't noticed, I am American, so if I am missing some British lingo then just let me know. Thanks and R&R!