Disclaimer: I don't own Van Helsing nor anything associated with it, it is the property of Universal and the brain child of Steven Summers

Christine Marquez: Did warn this fic is angst ridden in places will write to cheer you up promise :D

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Random-Battlecry: lol yep Marston's your typical male, damn him for being so darn cute sometimes though.

Chapter 30

Amie found Sarah in her room staring at a large full-length mirror sobs wracked her body.

Amie was relieved to see that she had returned to her human form, crossing over to her she looked into the mirror.

Her own reflection stood alone, Sarah's sobs increased and she knelt on to the floor in front of the glass touching it pitifully with her fingertips. Amie watched her and felt warm tears slide down her cheeks; she knelt next to her friend and embraced her as she cried.

"He didn't mean it," she whispered finding the words inadequate.

Sarah's sobs decreased and she laid her head on her friends shoulder grateful for the warmth of her body.

"I know," she whispered.

They sat in silence for a few minutes staring at Amie's lonely reflection.

"Wow that looks weird," Sarah muttered. Amie smiled and nodded.

"About earlier with the book, what if the werewolf way is the only way, and you don't let them know. It wouldn't be right for us to meddle in their lives, what if you're changing fate?" she asked concerned.

"For someone who doesn't believe in life after death you put a lot of faith in this fate stuff." Sarah muttered a ghost of a smile appearing briefly.

"Dracula doesn't have a cure for the werewolf venom. So if he has no need of a cure then a werewolf can't harm him." Amie frowned.

"So you don't even know if they will succeed in killing him?" she asked sadly, Sarah shook her head.

"What we saw was a movie in the end. No matter how alike this world and that world is, one is real and one was altered by a Hollywood director. How many films have you seen where the good guys lose and the bad guys take over the world?" Amie thought for a moment.

"I still know what you did last summer!" she announced triumphantly.

Sarah giggled "My god that film was awful" she said.

Amie smiled and pulled away settling herself next to her friend at the foot of the bed.

"Tony really cares about you." She said suddenly.

Sarah nodded her gaze fixed on to the mirror. "I know, he just went too far that time." She whispered.

Amie looked at her concerned "It was like you said wasn't it? With Dracula." She asked sadly.

Sarah nodded. "The brides had their fun first" she said slowly "I was nothing but a toy to them," a trace of bitter humour entered her voice "they actually played a little game of catch with me on the way to the castle. I was scared then but now…I almost wish they had accidentally dropped me."

Amie closed her eyes and took a deep breath before meeting Sarah's apologetic face. "I kept my sword throughout it all; I guess I thought I could use it to escape. God I was so naïve.

They left me in the ballroom, I couldn't see a thing it was so dark. He was waiting for me, playing with me in the dark where I couldn't see him… I kept making stupid jokes, trying to stall so I could get to the window… but he knew."

Amie listened intently letting Sarah talk hoping telling someone would make her feel better, like drawing poison from a wound.

"Every where I looked he was there and he had me…his eyes…I couldn't move, couldn't even speak without his permission! I tried to fight his will with mine and he mocked me for it and took what he wanted from my mind. He violated my mind. And then he…he started to dance to my heart beat, and he made me dance with him…and then … that was when he…" she stopped and swallowed fresh tears gliding smoothly down her cheek.

Amie wiped away her own and found herself staring at the white puncture scars on Sarah's throat.

Tony standing outside the room had heard it all, Sarah heard his heart beat and stood up.

"I know your there Tony" she called furiously wiping her tears from her cheeks.

Amie remained on the floor and watched Tony slowly enter the room; he stood awkwardly in front of Sarah.

"You heard?" she asked.

He nodded "look…about what I said…I went too far, I didn't mean to hurt you and I'm so sorry." He stammered.

Sarah grinned at him and he smiled back.

"Oh my God Tony Hong just apologised!" she said in mock astonishment.

Tony sagged with relief and pulled her into a tight hug "I'm gona kill that bastard Dracula." He promised her pulling away. She smiled at him.

"Maybe you should leave that to the professionals." She said.

Amie left the room quietly.

"Thanks for saving me earlier." He said sincerely sitting on the edge of the bed.

Sarah settled in an armchair curling her feet under her body like a cat. "My pleasure had been waiting for an excuse to kill Verona and Dude in distress was perfect." She answered grinning.

Tony raised an eyebrow. "Did you just use the word dude?" he asked incredulously.

"You would have preferred Damsel?"

They sat for a moment in silence, in which Tony watched her for a moment.

"I really missed you, you know." He said suddenly.

Sarah nearly fell off her chair in shock. "I missed you too, couldn't believe it when I realized it was you tonight." Tony laughed

"Yeah, think us trying to kill each other with sticks is going to be a habit? Because if so I would like to be warned first."

He met her gaze and looked away "So shall I add the vampire thing to the "too far" list?" he asked tentatively.

Sarah grinned, "Just be aware of the line," she said simply.

He grinned and brought something out of his pocket.

"You don't look right without this," he said throwing the object to her.

Sarah caught it frowning and opened her hand to see her green pentagram disk resting there.

She laughed out loud and immediately slipped the cord around her neck relishing the feeling of the cold disk at the base of her neck.

"Really want to hug you again now." she said shyly "Do you mind?"

Tony made a show of sighing in mock exasperation and standing up with his arms open.

Sarah giggled and hugged him tightly "Thank you." She whispered.