I'M FINISHED CHAPTER 8! Yuppie! Sorry if I made you people wait long, it's just that I just figured out my parents signed me up for summer school. When I heard, I didn't no whether to thank them or kill them. Anyway, enough of the sad stuff, here's to my wonderful reviewers that convince me to keep on going and going, no matter how late it gets:

Crimson7319: Is it really that funny? Hee hee. Maybe I should change the genre to humour!

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Kurama13: I know, he should be…that's the point. Hehe anyway, thanks for reading!

Goth Princess: third person that said it's funny…whoa, is it that funny? Should I change the genre to humour? Hm….another thing to think about.

Booklover03: yah, but don't worry, Gabriel's really kind so he'll forgive her. That's a good thing, right?

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Chapter 8: Captured

Van Helsing marched back towards the Camrize castle muttering angrily under his breath. Vixen walked quickly behind him, trying to catch what he was saying. All she caught were some cut off phrases like, "stupid girl," and "don't know why I even bother." She quickened her pace until she was walking beside him. They walked in silence, glancing quickly at each other when they thought the other wasn't looking. When they reached the entrance of the castle, Gabriel opened the large wooden doors. They walked in together, pausing so he could close the door. As Gabriel made his way up the ancient stairs, Vixen couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed onto his black cloak and pulled him back.

"What do you want?" He asked coldly.

"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry," Vixen paused, expecting him to interrupt but he remained silent so she continued. "I didn't mean to get you hurt, I just wanted some time alone for a while. I'm really---OH MY GOD! WHAT'S THAT!?" Van Helsing looked down to discover that when Vixen grabbed his cloak, it opened a little, revealing a white shirt underneath. The shirt was perfectly white (since he hardly took off his cloak), except for the circle of blood oozing out of his stomach.

"I just go a little hurt, it's no prob--"

"No problem my ass. Come, sit down," Vixen said, leading him to the dining room. She sat him down on one of the chairs and took off his cloak before he could protest. Then, she kneeled down and started to slowly peel the shirt of the wound. Gabriel gave a small hiss of pain as he felt the cloth being stripped of the wound. Vixen lifted the shirt until it was just above his belly button so she could easily look at the wound.

"Thank god it isn't deep," Vixen breathed, "now stay here and take off your shirt while you're waiting." She got up and walked out of the room. When she returned, she had a basin filled with water and a roll of gauze in her hands. Van Helsing had taken off his shirt, revealing a muscular chest and well toned muscles. Vixen didn't seem to notice any of that when she put the basin of water and gauze on the table. First, she dipped a piece of cloth into the water and squeezed the excess water out. Then she kneeled down and carefully started to wash the wound. Gabriel bit his lip to stop the hiss of pain trying to escape his lips. Unfortunately, even though he was able to keep the hiss of pain in, he wasn't able to keep the groan from escaping.

"Am I hurting you?" Vixen asked, looking up at him with those dazzling grey eyes.

"You think?" Gabriel groaned, gripping the sides of the chair tightly.

"Sorry, this is all my fault," Vixen said, dipping the cloth back in, filling the basin with his blood.

"Don't blame yourself, I should have given you some privacy," Gabriel admitted, "Now will you hurry up with the cleaning? It really stings."

"I never thought that I would hear you complain about a little pain," Vixen laughed, putting the cloth into the now blood coloured basin.

"You would complain too if you were me."

"Now here comes the really painful part," Vixen said. She got out another piece of cloth and a bottle of alcohol from behind her back.

"Oh no…" Gabriel groaned, clutching the sides of his chair even tighter.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt…a lot," Vixen laughed. She put a little of the alcohol onto the cloth and pressed it softly onto his wound. Van Helsing let out a groan of pain.

"Oh! That stings! Are you don't yet?" he groaned. Vixen grinned and put the cloth on the table.

"Okay, now the hard part if over. Now be quiet while I wrap your wound." Vixen carefully wrapped the gauze around his stomach, covering the wound. She was so engaged in her work that she didn't notice Gabriel look down at her with an unreadable expression. He watched as she reached foreword and wrapped the gauze around his stomach again and again, working slowly so she won't hurt him. Right then and there, he wanted to just grab her and embrace her. He wanted to feel how silky soft her hair was and her smooth, velvety skin. His hand reached out and ran it through her hair. It was as soft as he thought it would be. Surprised, she stopped and looked up. Once again, Gabriel felt those eyes penetrate the emotional barrier he built to stop him from feeling any mercy for the monsters he destroyed.

"Gabriel…" she started, but he put a finger to her lips, silencing her. His hand moved from her hair to her cheek. He gently caressed it, enjoying the feel of his rough hands against her soft skin.

Vixen looked up into his eyes and felt that familiar feeling in her stomach. That familiar flutter. She wanted so much to just move closer to him and kiss him. But she couldn't…she just couldn't. It would be wrong….then Van Helsing kissed her. How could she ever thought it would be wrong? It felt so right, so very right.

When they parted, they both took a deep breath.

"Wow," they said together. Vixen giggled nervously.

"So I--" they said together again.

"You start." Together once again.

"You first then," Vixen smiled nervously.

"Vixen…I know that we're always fighting and stuff, but I really--" Gabriel started, but then he was interrupted by Carl's voice.

"VAN HELSING!" He skidded into the room, stopping as it dawned on him what they were doing. "Uh…is this the right time? Because I could go…."

"No, this time is fine, Carl," Vixen said, getting up quickly.

"I have a plan!" he said excitedly.

"Really? Then let's hear it," Gabriel grinned, putting back on his shirt. Vixen couldn't really say that she wasn't disappointed when he put it back on.

"We get Vixen to walk all alone and then Dratama will come, right? Then he captures her and we follow him back to his lair! Isn't it brilliant?!"

"No. It's horrible! I won't let Vixen do this!" Gabriel said, jumping up from his chair. He groaned and clutched his wound. Vixen hurried over to him and made him sit back down.

"And don't get back up!" Vixen scolded, then she turned to Carl, "I think your plan is really good, but how is he suppose to get me near when I have your invention on?"

"I thought about that and I decided that you'll have to take it off…"

"No way!" Gabriel protested, getting up again, just to be pushed back down by Vixen.

"It'll be okay, Gabriel. I mean, you and Carl will be protecting me, so I'll be fine. I have complete trust in both of you," Vixen said. Carl swelled with pride.

"With Gabriel's skill and my inventions, I'm positive you'll be safe."

"See, Gabriel? I'll be completely safe."

"But I still don't think it's safe," Van Helsing said uncertainly.

"Don't you trust your own skill?" Vixen asked, giving him puppy dog eyes. Oh how could he resist?

"Fine, but Vixen better be safe, or I'll kill you, Carl."

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Vixen walked down the empty alley where she first met Dratama. She bit her lip nervously. She didn't really want to do this, but she knew it was her duty. Behind her, Gabriel and Carl followed closely, keeping their eye on her.

"This better work," Gabriel muttered to Carl.

"It will, trust me."

Vixen brushed her hair away from her eyes, looking around nervously. "It'll be okay, it'll be okay. Gabriel and Carl are right behind me. It'll be fine," Vixen told herself, "Just fine." Suddenly, she heard a noise behind her. She twirled around, but all she could see was darkness. Then she heard the voice.

"What's she doing?" Gabriel wondered as he watched her stop walking. She turned left to a dead end.

"That's not part of the plan!" hissed Van Helsing. He ran after Vixen, leaving Carl behind to carry all the equipment….again.

"Wait for me!" Carl shouted, running as fast as he could after him.

Vixen walked down the alley, knowing that Dratama had led her to a dead end. All she had heard was four words in her head that convinced her to do what he told her to.

"I know your secret."

When she arrived at the dead end, she turned around, looking for him.

"Come out Dratama, I know you're here," she shouted. She heard a cruel laugh and then fog started to collect around her.

"Since you want to see me so much, I'll take you to me," the voice laughed again. She pressed herself against the wall, trying to get as far as she could away from the fog, but it was no use. The moment the fog engulfed her, she started getting sleepy.

"Must stay away," she mumbled as her eyes started to droop. Then all she saw was black.

Van Helsing ran around the corner and saw Vixen fall down on the floor through the fog.

"Vixen!" he shouted, running towards her, but somebody grabbed him from behind.

"Let go of me, Carl!" Gabriel screamed, yanking loose his sleeve from his grasp. Carl was flung to the wall from the force, but it was too late. The fog slowly disappeared…along with Vixen.

"NO!" Gabriel punched the wall. His fist started to bleed. Then he spun around and grabbed Carl by the collar.

"WHY!? WHY DID YOU DO THIS!?" he screamed in his face. Carl gulped. He had never seen Gabriel so angry. His eyes were flaming with fury and he looked like he wanted to kill him!

"I couldn't let you be captured by Dratama too, Ga-Ga--Gabriel," Carl stuttered. Gabriel looked into his eyes for a second, checking to see if he was lying. He wasn't. Van Helsing let go of him and punched the wall again.

"We got to go get her," he whispered. Carl walked over to his sad friend and patted him on the back.

"We will, Gabriel, we will."

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And that's the end. Now it's time to work on my other fic! Yay! Anyway, please review and tell your friends about my fic because I need as many reviews as possible! Please! My future is in the hands of my faithful reviewers.

Over and Out,

----Archer Gurl---