Disclaimer: We are broke and we are making no money. Van Helsing is property Universal Studios. All Teams, players and Euro 2004 belong to UEFA. Depressing isn't it?

Epilogue

"Um. Excuse me. Would you be Mr. Dracula?"

Dracula turned to face the pale policeman.

"No!" he said quickly, and then he pointed to Alexia, "She is!"

"Um. I'm sorry Sir," the policeman had a VERY boring voice that drilled into people's heads, "that would appear to be a young innocent little girl, Sir. Run along now, young innocent little girl."

Alexia didn't need telling twice. All four girls left the building at once. And they never again returned there.

"Sir, would you please come with us down to the station?" the boring police officer said, "We want to talk to you. We've been getting reports about child abuse. Have you been bullying your children?"

Dracula hastily hid the cattle prod behind his back, "Children? What children?

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Dracula sat on the wooden bench in his jail cell. Who could possibly have ratted on him? It wasn't as if he was going to hurt his kids.........Much.

A guard came into sight, and banged on the cell bars with his baton, "Visitors."

"Ahhh!" Dracula leaped up and scrambled over as far as the bars would let him, "My Brides!"

"Hello Vlady Baby!"

Aleera, Verona and Marishka had just waked in, followed closely by Vladislaus 1 and Vladislaus 13.

"How was the world Cup?" Dracula asked trying to sound innocent.

All three brides blanched, "IT WAS EURO 2004!" they yelled, changing their faces into their vampire forms. It was only then that Dracula noticed that they were all wearing blue and white....not the colours of the teams they had originally been supporting.

"Hey weren't you supporting Portugal?" he asked Aleera, "And England?" he questioned Verona who looked blankly back at him, "And.......Czech Republic?" Marishka shook her head.

All of them spoke together, "We have always been supporting Greece!"

"How did they do?"

"They won of course!" but their grins had an evil look about them.

"So you're going to get me out of here right?" Dracula asked, his voice shaking as his eyes darted from one side of the cell to the other, "Right?"

"Well, we would......" Marishka trailed off.

"But...." said Verona, "we're going to the Olympics!"

Suddenly they all brought out Chinese flags, "This time we're supporting China."

"Please tell me this is a bad dream!"

"Nope! We're going with some guys we.....um......met in Greece." Verona explained.

"You're all...." He had nothing to say to them anymore.

"And we're taking you to court!" Aleera smiled, "And suing you for every thing you've got!"

Dracula wasn't worried about this. He was more worried about what the brides would do to him after he left court.

"And we're going to get you locked up," Marishka added sweetly.

That worried Dracula.

"I'll file for divorce!" he warned.

"You can't file for divorce! In the eyes of the Devil, we're not even married!" cackled Aleera. "By the way, this time we're leaving behind a babysitter! She used to be a Father and Son therapist. She's got a wonderful musical voice! We were thinking of sending you and Vladislaus 13 there for lessons, but she quit."

Dracula's mouth dropped open, he managed to stutter out, "Been there. Done that. Got the T Shirt. Didn't fit."

Suddenly, the door into the detention area burst open and three vampires came in. He recognised them as Angleos Charisteas, Angleos Basinas and Traianos Dellas.

Aleera bent down and kissed her sons on their foreheads and said, "Bye darlings!"

"Bye Mom," they said, rather shyly.

"Bye Vlady Baby!" the Brides said, running out the door cackling with laughter. "See you soon.... Or not so soon!"

As soon as the women had left, Dracula turned to his sons, "How did you convince them?" he growled at them.

"With these!" Vladislaus 1 pulled out his phone and started flicking through the pictures, "It's amazing what you can do with a picture phone and a colour printer!"

They were all pictures of Dracula, the cage, the cattle prod and Dracula using the cage and cattle prod.

"This will never hold up in court!" he glared at his sons through the bars.

"Oh I don't know about that," said Vladislaus 13 slyly, "anyway we'd better go. We'll see you if you get out of prison!"

"Bye Daddy!" the Blood Brothers said and they waved at him before they took off and left Dracula all alone.

It was here in his cold and lonely cell that Dracula finally came back to his senses. He realized one thing.

With a lot of money, a good lawyer and a corrupted jury, a vampire could do anything.

A.N. The End! Ta da! We're quite sad that this is finished but we can now concentrate all our efforts on a new baby fic, 'Sabacc'. We have nothing more to say. Except thank you to all who have reviewed, you're wonderful. We couldn't have done it without you.

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