Author's note: Forgot to do all of this before, so here goes.
Characters do not belong to me, but to the creators of the movie Van Helsing.
Constructive criticism is welcome (that does NOT mean flaming).
Chapters will be completed and added as quickly as possible. Van Helsing and Gabriel are the same person, for those who have not seen the movie/do not remember that detail.
Will contain fluff, mostly between Anna x Gabriel. If you don't like it, don't read it.
Enjoy


"I got one! Ou look I got one!" Carl yelled as he ran down the hall way, pulling on a net that contained a small, writhing Dwergie. Van Helsing laughed at the smile of victory on Carl's face, raising an eyebrow and looking down at his own six Dwergie. "Hand him here, Carl." He said, amused, in his deep rumbling voice. "No!" Carl insisted, holding the net close to his chest, "I caught him!" Van Helsing hunched his shoulders, shaking his head in amusement as he pulled his own Dwergie into the large room with Doctor Frankenstein's machine. He through them into the center, being careful to keep them tied up, and proceeded to barricading all of the doors surrounding the room, making it impossible for them to escape.

Once all the entrances were closed, he untied the Dwergie, who had now given up any chance of escape and followed his orders to clean up the mess caused by Dracula and Van Helsing's fight, and to fix any broken pieces of the machine. As they were doing this, Carl was as fidgety as ever. He would constantly be whispering things such as: "What if it doesn't work?" "What if she comes back like a baby vampire?" "What if only part of her wakes up?" "What if there's another baby left that they didn't know about?"

Van Helsing could only laugh at all of his insecurities, and thank God that none of them seemed very plausible. If one of them had been, then his current state of excitement would be lost to grief for years to come. But he wouldn't think of that now, for Carl was now fussing over one of the Dwergie's jobs of fixing a broken lever, and he and the little creature seemed to be having a heated hand-argument, which was impossible not to laugh at.

The last few hours of daylight passed, and all the while Carl, Van Helsing, and the Dwergie were working on cleaning up the large hall, and the machine itself. Carl never took his eye off of his particular Dwergie, now named Vlads, and would double check the work of each one critically before moving along. Van Helsing, on the other hand, had been walking around the room for almost the entire time. For shot spurts of time, he would observe the minions work or laugh at Carl as he fussed over mistakes that weren't there, but mostly he was deep in thought. He had killed Dracula. He was the left hand of God. That meant he had to do God's biding for the rest of time… but what of Anna? A woman had never gotten in the way of his job with the order before, and she, being one who had aided him in it so much just days before, was now the largest barricade anyone could have ever created. He knew she would gladly consent to being a warrior for the order herself, but could he put her through such danger?

What is even his choice?

Of course it wasn't. Anna deserved as much respect as he did, and she was probably just as strong. She was incredible with weapons, and would not cower away. No, she would be able to face anything he could face. But some journeys would cause them to part for days, weeks, months, maybe even years… And what if his memory got swiped again? He didn't know if he had left a love behind those many years ago, when his memory was robbed of him and he was wandering aimlessly in the world. He couldn't leave Anna like that.

And then, a thought dawned on him.

Was she his to love? After all, all they had shared was one kiss. He killed her brother, he killed her… that must add up to a lot of anger and hatred… He shook himself mentally, putting a hand to his forehead and taking a deep breath. 'Don't think about it Gabriel' he told himself. 'It's her choice, thinking about it won't make it any more clear to you, damn it.'

"VAN HELSING!" Gabriel turned calmly towards the voice of his friend, whom he found lying on the floor, being poked and prodded by a number of Dwergie. "Van Helsing what are they doing?!" Carl pleaded, looking around incredulously. Gabriel's eyes widened in realisation and he let out a loud bellow, a laughter coming straight from his belly. It echoed through the hall, and caused the Dwergie to stop all that they were doing to stare at him. "What- make them stop! They are tickling me!" Carl demanded, trying to wriggle himself free. Van Helsing walked towards them, a smile playing on his lips, and he tugged his friend from the grasps of the Dwergie. "I suppose that's their way of telling you to let them do their job, Carl." He mused, brushing the dirt off of the young fryer's back roughly. Carl straightened himself, voicing a small grunt before looking around once more. "Do you think he's ready?" He asked. Van Helsing's smile faded as he took on a more serious demeanour.

"Why ask him?" A voice said from behind them. Carl jumped and spun around in surprise, while Gabriel turned around smoothly, recognising the voice of Frankenstein. "Are you well rested, friend?" Van Helsing asked, smiling warmly. Frankenstein nodded, and without any further word, he walked up the makeshift staircase that the Dwergie had built, up to the very top of the tower, where the harness was located. Van Helsing followed close behind, not saying anything out of respect of the creature in front of him, until they reached the top.

"We won't need to screw any bolts into you this time, just to strap you up." He explained as Frankenstein lowered himself into the 'seat'. Van Helsing watched as he strapped himself in, all but his feet, which Van Helsing did himself. "Thank you." He grumbled, before standing up to look at the monster lying in the seat in front of him. Frankenstein simply nodded, lowering his head and closing his eyes. Van Helsing took that as a cue to leave, and slowly walked down the steps to the machine, where Carl and the Dwergie were at the ready.