A/N: Here's part 3 to this story, I do hope people are reading? If you are enjoy :)

Andrea Darlington was desperate. Leanna had been gone all night. And God knows what's happened to her.

She drank her morning tea and tried Leanna's number again. Voicemail. She swallowed the rest of the tea including the dregs, and then chucked the mug into the washing up bowl, and grabbed up her coat and keys.

There could be a rational reason for all of this. Maybe, just maybe, Leanna had stayed over with Cecile or one of her other friends. She decided to call in at Leanna's work.

At the sales office in the city, Cecile shook her head as they came out of the elevator, "She didn't stay over no...why? What's happened?"

Andrea was getting agitated now, "She never came home from the party...when I reached your place, I saw her leaving with an older man in a black car. Did she say to you where she was heading to?"

Cecile shook her head as they reached the foyer of the office, "No she didn't"

"She's still not right, she should NEVER of discharged herself from the hospital"

"I know that...but she said she was okay"

Andrea headed to the exit steps and turned, "just call me if she turns up...oh, does this older man have a name?"

Cecile nodded, "Yeah...really weird name...Count Dracula"

Andrea gasped and ran for the doors...

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Her head was in a whirl as she hurried back to her car that she found was clamped.

"Agggahh!"

She scratched her head and ran for the Underground. On the tube train she was starting to sweat. All she could think about was Lucy Westenra's fate. Was that her daughters fate too?

She made it back to her office and hurried into the editors suite, "Mr Randell?"

Julia, his secretary shook her head as she tidied her boss's desk, "Sorry Andrea, he's in meeting across town all day"

"Where's Andy?"

"Andy Allen? He said he was meeting someone...", Andrea didn't let her finish and ran for Andy's desk in the main office. She looked around for any clues where this meeting was. Nothing. She grabbed her iPhone and pressed call. Voicemail.

"Andy, it's Andrea...call me when you get this, I think I'm in it up to my neck!"

VV

Andrea got home and sat straight down and was on her phone. She typed in the Dr Zoe Van Helsing. She saw her picture and links to the Jonathan Harker foundation that was no longer in operation.

The link lead to nowhere.

She had to speak to this Van Helsing woman. Andy had told her that she was of some authority there. If somebody knew Count Dracula, then she did...

Her iPhone rang. She gasped when she saw that it was Leanna calling, "Oh thank God! Leanna?"

The voice was not hers.

"Is that Andrea?"

"Yes...who is this?"

"Oh come now...I think you know who I am..."

Andrea was shaking. She was hot and cold all at the same time. Her heart was racing, "Count Dracula...?"

"Yes...I must say, you really have been very busy today with all your research...I only thought it fair to call you, it saves you all the stress of finding me"

Dracula's voice was deep and masculine. It had a dark edge to it but at the very same time, seductive as well.

"Where is Leanna? What have you done with her?"

"She is safe...don't fret, I haven't killed her, yet...but I have put her somewhere for safe keeping...I want to talk to you..."

Andrea was getting worried, "talk? Where are you, I'll right over if you..."

"No no...I'll send a car for you Andrea...a nice big black car...", he chuckled, "...you're recognise it when it arrives, you've seen it so many times..."

Andrea was sweating, "When? WHEN COUNT DRACULA?"

"Sun down...be ready", and the Count hung up.

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At sun down, Andrea stood in the doorway of her house. She glanced at her watch. She looked up to the darkening sky. The oranges and reds of sunset fading to blues and blacks of night.

The wind picked up as she looked around to see a car come around the corner. It is slow and ominous. The head lights bright and blinding. There is a strange mist swirling about the vehicle and the haze hugs the street lamps. She slowly walked across the wet grass towards the car. The back door swings open.

Andrea swallowed down. She was cold and it wasn't the night chill. She peered in through the open door of the car to see an empty back seat. Who had opened the door?

The inside was plush. It was all red satin and had a rich aura to it. She slid in and closed the door. She realised she couldn't see out of the windows. There was a tint that didn't allow to look out.

In a brief moment of panic her hand went for the door release. But the door was locked.

The vehicle was on the move. It was quiet and smooth. She wanted to see where it was taking her, but with the tinted windows she hadn't a even a clue.

She looked to see if there was a window winder, or control, but there was none she could see. She sat back and closed her eyes. She had to compose herself. This was the car she had seen Leanna get in to. It was the very last time she saw her. Funny, but it was a comfort to know that.

By the movement of the car, she knew it turned left twice and right three times. There must have been a roundabout too. Then a pause. A slight judder and a ramp.

She swallowed down again and reached into her purse for her iPhone. No signal.

Looking from the screen, she realised the car had come to a stop. And the door opened.

Feeling somewhat relieved that the journey was over, she was glad to be out and...

She looked around her. She was in a vast underground car-park. The car was sitting there quietly behind her and she couldn't see the driver inside.

She frowned and looked about the area. There was no other vehicles in the car-park.

"Andrea...welcome"

She swung around at the voice, because it made her jump, and saw that a mature man in his 40's or so, dressed in a dark smart suit was standing beside her.

She recognised him. It was him Leanna had gone with.

"Where is she? Where is my daughter?"

Dracula smiled at her and cocked his head, "Well, talk about getting straight to the point...please, be my guest and follow me to my apartment"

She followed him to an elevator. Her heels clicking echoed around the car park, "Was it you driving the car?"

Dracula looked at her and chuckled, "Alas, no...I don't have a licence"

The Elevator doors opened and they entered, Dracula met her gaze, "Oh come now...what is with the fear in your eyes, I haven't done anything to unsettle you, have I?"

"My daughter...I am worried about her"

Dracula sighed and shrugged, "yes, you must be...don't worry, she hasn't come to any undue harm...well, not yet anyway", and he ended with a chuckle.

The doors to the elevator opened and Dracula ushered his arm out in a kind gesture, "ladies first"

Andrea entered the apartment. She gazed about her in awe. It was dark. But there seemed to a light source that wasn't evident. She could clearly see around her. The plush smooth walls, the laminated flooring, the black ornate sideboards with attire on them that seemed to be made of pure gold. Jugs, bowls, goblets and other trinkets that wouldn't have looked out of place in an eastern European palace.

Dracula smiled and parted his arms, "What do you think? I rarely invite company"

Andrea turned around, "is she here"

Dracula was amused, "who?"

"You KNOW who!"

"Ohhhhh Leanna...", he moved to a long table and rested his hands to his chest, "...no...well, not quite"

Andrea was getting flustered, "tell me where she is!"

Dracula sighed and turned around to focus on her, "Oh please...don't plead...it makes you sound very off putting...okay...the delectable Leanna...she is...what I can only can describe to you...in stasis"

Andrea was blank faced, "Stasis?" she repeated.

Dracula nodded, "Yes...she will remain there until I deem fit to free her...but you must do something for me first", he approached her with his hands in his pockets and looked down at her, "that's how I decided how this will work...you do something for me...and I will give her back to you"

She swallowed. Those eyes were so dark, "do...do what?"

Dracula shrugged and paced about the room as he spoke, "there is a woman I want...her name is Zoe Van Helsing. When the Johnny Harker Foundation was finished, she disappeared from the radar as you say, nobody seems to know where she is"

Andrea clutched her forehead, she felt dazed, "You seem to know everything...haven't you got resources to find her yourself?"

Dracula nodded, "normally I would...but when someone shuts off their mind to me...then no, it's much more difficult...she knows how I work, that's why she's been clever enough to close her mind to me"

For Andrea, the questions came natural to her, "how?"

Dracula looked to the ceiling, "lets just say she has somebody who can help her do that...someone from my past, I won't explain, it is all very complicated for your tiny little mind to comprehend"

Andrea shook her head, "so, what makes you think I will be able to find her?"

Dracula chuckled, "you are a journalist...isn't part of your job description to go and snooping around and asking questions..."

"Yes"

"Then I'm confident enough that you can ask the right questions to the right people...you will find Dr Van Helsing and when you do, you will inform me...and then...you can have your daughter back, it really is a simple little contract don't you think?", he grinned at her.

Andrea nodded.

Dracula slapped his hands together, "So! You still haven't said what you think about my place..."

Andrea glazed about, "there are no windows..."

"windows to look on a view that I cannot see? I have no need of them"

"Mirrors?"

"Vanity can be so self indulgent...and reflections are over rated"

Dracula put his lips together thinking and looked at her, he reached out his hand to her, "come with me...I will take you somewhere very interesting"

"Where..."

"please...humour me...you won't be disappointed...or you need to do is take my hand"

Andrea swallowed down. She slowly raised her hand and intwined with his fingers. His nails were sharp, his skin so ice cold.

She swirled. She closed her eyes and she felt like she was floating. There was visions of the moon and the stars and the whispers of a thousand voices.

She opened her eyes and stood on an open plain. It was all glittery and mind bending. She swung around and saw Dracula sitting in a smoking jacket examining a chess set on a small ornate table. She looked down at herself, she was somehow wearing a flowing red gown.

"How I love you in red", Dracula's voice echoed on the plain, and not looking up. Andrea came forward, or floated. it was like walking on air.

"What is this place? Am I dreaming?"

Dracula looked up to her, "You are on the mortal plain. The gateway of so many choices and mortal desires"

He stood and put his arm around her and pointed to the beyond, "There...look...see how the fires burn in reds and oranges and yellows. It is the sunlight. Life. love. And all what humans trust...", he turned her around, "...and see the distant darkness over there...the night...death. hate. And all what humans fear..."

Andrea was drawn to the darkness, Dracula was watching her with interest, "the darkness...the darkness will engulf, trap you...a chilled gloom that will drain your life...held in it's icy grip until eternity..."

She couldn't take her eyes away and didn't know why. She breathed hard. And she squinted in the darkness to see the firing form of a figure. She gasped, was it Leanna? No. It was someone else. She could see a nun. A nun that was burning. She was screaming in sheer terror, but the fires were not hurting her, she was just trapped by them.

She broke eye contact and looked at Dracula, "Who is it?"

Dracula was busy with his chess pieces, "Who is what?"

"That nun? She burning..."

He chuckled and turned around to face her, "Andrea...there is no nun"

She swung around and there was nothing but darkness.

"Will you do it? Will you honour the contract I offer...Van Helsing for your daughter...?"

Andrea was swirling again. She was blinded by stars and the moon. There seemed to be laughter and screaming all around her...but his voice was over and above all that pain.

"WILL YOU DO IT?"

"YES! OKAY!...I will...just as long you keep her safe and no harm comes to her"

She drifted through the fog, "you have my word...", he said.

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The screaming hurt her head. She felt like she was up and down on a rollarcoaster. She closed her eyes shut.

And then there was a sense of calmness.

"Open them...open your eyes Andrea"

She did, and she was looking up at her house. She gasped out loud and looked down at herself. She was back in her coat and shoes. She turned to see the black car on the curb and Count Dracula standing there, "you will find my number in your phone. Call me when you find Van Helsing"

Dracula turned to leave. but Andrea cried out to him, "How did I get back here? I don't remember being in the car"

Dracula cocked his eyebrows.

"Tell me...am I going mad?"

He smirked at her and was about to get into the back seat when she ran to him, "So many questions Count Dracula...who was she? Who was the nun?"

Dracula had settled in the back seat and looked at her in the car doorway, he was still smirking, "Andrea...there is- no- nun..."

And the door sprang shut and the car moved away and disappeared into a cloud of fog that seemed to have wafted in out of nowhere.

She turned around and scrambled into her purse for her door keys, She found them and let herself into her house and closed the door after her.

VV

I HAVE JUST eMAILED ANDREA A CONTACT NUMBER FOR JACK SEWARD. IF ANYONE WAS TO KNOW OF DR VAN HELSINGS WHEREABOUTS IT WOULD BE HIM. I FEAR FOR ANDREA'S LIFE - WILL DRACULA GIVE HER DAUGHTER BACK TO HER IF SHE GIVES VAN HELSING TO HIM? TO BE HONEST, I FEAR NOT...

-ANDY ALLEN-

VV

Andrea didn't get a wink of sleep. She had tossed and turned all night thinking over and over whether she would really see her daughter again.

From her unmade bed, she reached for her iPhone and looked at the pad with Jack Seward's mobile phone number scribbled on.

She looked to the mirror on her dresser, just as an icy shiver came over her. She swore she saw Dracula grinning back at her in it. But no. She blinked and it was just her own disgruntled just got out of bed image.

She called Jack. It answered, "Hello...?"

"Jack Seward?"

"Who is this...how did you get my number?"

"Mr Seward, my name is Andrea Darlington. I'm a journalist from the London Journal and I..."

"...I am not answering any questions..."

Scared he would just hang up, Andrea went for it, "Count Dracula has my daughter..."

There was a pause, then he said, "then I am very sorry...but there is nothing I can do"

"Sorry! How can you say that when it was you and your friends that brought him back to this world..."

"even so..."

"YOU are responsible...will you at least met me...please...I beg you, for my daughters sake"

VV

It was a sharp sunny day on the river Thames, as the rays reflected from the water onto the boat. there was a autumn haze and chill that made it necessary to where a good winter coat to ward off the cold.

Andrea sat in her sunglasses to keep back the low sun, she turned from watching the people in conversation around her and towards Jack Seward who came back from the small inside bar with two Brandys to keep them warm.

The wind ruffled his hair as he put the tray down and he pulled his white scarf tighter around him as he sat down.

"Why here? On a boat?"

Jack looked at her, "Vampire's fear running water"

Andrea nodded and looked up to the sun, "and the daylight..."

"Even so"

Andrea thought it best to get straight down to business, "Me Seward, HE took my daughter"

"there is nothing I can do...I did tell you on the phone"

Andrea picked up her small glass of brandy and put it to her lips, the wind gently caught her hair, "you used to date Lucy Westenra...?"

Jack met her eyes, somewhat caught off guard, "yes..."

"Did you know, HE killed her too"

Jack laughed without humour. He glanced towards the houses of Parliament that they were currently passing by, and looked back to her, "she isn't dead...she's UNdead...like him"

This was news to her, "you've seen her?"

Jack leaned back in the chair as some tourist was trying to take some snaps on her phone at the landmarks they passed by, "I have...", he said, lowering his voice, "...I usually have to fend her off with a cross when she visits my window at night"

The thought of that remark sent a shiver down Andrea's spine, "is that my daughters fate too...?"

"Is that what he told you?"

She nodded still cupping her brandy glass, "he says...she is in stasis, whatever that means"

Jack suddenly looked very interested in what she had to say, and deep down she had an inkling that he would be, "Andrea...powerful Vampires like Count Dracula have abilities that go beyond our mortal conceptions - they go above all of that - apart of our work at the foundation was to find out more of how he does it..."

Andrea hazarded a guess, "mind control? Hallucinations? Because he took me there"

Jack's eyes snapped up wide, "he did?"

Andrea nodded, "yes...and I can damn well tell you, I don't ever want to go back there"

Jack's interest was keen, he wanted to know what her experiences of it were, "It must be fascinating though"

Andrea knew his game, as a journalist of more than 20 years, she knew peoples reactions, "says the scientist in you? I don't care about all of that Mr Seward, I just want Leanna back...", now for the crunch, "...and HE promised me he will..."

Jack swallowed down, he had a very bad feeling about all of this, "for what...?"

Andrea came out and said it, "he wants Dr Van Helsing"

He shook his head, "no"

Andrea was astounded by that, "why not? SHE has a responsibility, SHE brought him back"

Jack thought that unfair and said so, "it wasn't her...yes the foundation did...his resurrection was more by accident rather than by design...SHE wanted him locked up...SHE knew how dangerous he was"

Andrea shook her head and glanced towards the water. The sunlight made it sparkle even with all this gloom hanging over them. She looked at him, "SHE has closed her mind to him"

Jack wasn't surprised to hear that, "She said she would"

"You've seen her then?"

"Yes...but I am not about to tell you"

Andrea was disgusted with him, "well, THANK YOU...for signing my daughters death warrant"

She started to gather up her things. It was more she could do rather than getting Jack my the scruff of his neck and throwing overboard.

He watched her and took her arm, "did HE really take you there? I think he calls it the mortal plain...we spoke about it when he was still at the foundation...what was it like?"

Andrea stared down at him, shocked at the audacity, then it all clicked into place, it was something Andy had told her, "what? Oh I get it...this is about your book..."

"What?"

"My colleague at the journal told me...he has contacts everywhere you know...he told me about you writing a book about your experiences with Count Dracula"

Jack knew he had been rumbled, "please...so few people have been there and survived...please tell me what it was like...I NEED to know"

Andrea could see the boat was heading back to dock, she sat down and looked at him, "then, it's a simple contract Mr Seward, I'll tell you...I'll describe where he took me and my feelings there...of what I saw...and in return...you will give me Van Helsing...", she held out her hand to him, "...do we have a deal?"