Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance/Drama/Minor humor
Pairing: Gabrielle and Anna
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Summary: What if Anna hadn't really died? Would the family live on for generations and generations more to come?
Warning: Major Spoilers!!! So for those of you haven't seen it… beware!!
Disclaimers: Don't own the characters. WAAHH!!! Woe is me!!
Author's Note: Sorry for the long wait but here I am! Thank you to all the reviewers! You are what keeps me going! Now you shall proceed on to the story…
Early at sunset the next morning, Gabriel was awoken by Carl.
"Wake up! Wake up! We haven't got all day!"
"Carl, won't you leave me alone?" he said turning around and rubbing his eyes.
"Anna's already awake. You wouldn't want to keep her waiting would you?" the friar-not monk-said in a little whiney voice.
Gabriel jumped out of bed and dressed up for breakfast as Carl left the room.
He then walked out of his room where he walked down the long hallways of the Valerious mansion until he reached the kitchen and went through the doorway that led into the dining room that contained a very long table.
Carl and Anna were already sitting down and eating. They seemed to be deep in conversation.
Gabriel came up behind Anna.
"Good morning," he said giving her a small kiss.
"Mornin'," she replied looking lovingly into his eyes.
"Aww! The little couple is in love! Oh joyful!"
"Don't get to enthusiastic monk," Anna said jokingly.
"What?" Carl said shocked and appalled, "I am not a monk! I am a friar! There is a huge difference!"
"Like what?" Gabriel said taking a seat next to Anna.
"Well many things," the Friar stated, "like…uh…ummm."
"Well, we will sure be glad to hear of your adventures some other time Carl," Anna said laughing to herself.
"It's true, I tell you."
"Calm down. No one said it wasn't," responded Gabriel.
"But-" Carl started.
"Now, Gabriel," Anna said, what exactly are our plans during our journey?" she asked turning to him.
"I give up," Carl muttered to himself.
"Well, for starters," Gabriel said, "We will arrive at the Vatican City by Mid-day in two days. From there Anna, Carl will take you to the headquarters where we usually stay at. Meanwhile, I'll be talking to the Vatican leader giving him the results of our mission. From there, I can't tell you more. He might give me another assignment. He might not. So, as for after… I cannot tell."
"He might not be pleased," Carl said talking in a singing tone.
"Why not?" asked Anna.
"Because you're with him," Carl replied nodding his head in Gabriel's direction, "He'll also probably be upset at the fact that you left Transylvania as well."
"Right," Anna said sadly. Until then, she realized the state that Gabriel's career was in. She didn't expect all this to occur. Seeking his support, she turned to him waiting for comforting words.
"Don't worry," he said looking into her eyes and taking her hand, "I'll take care of it. Nothing will ever come between us. Nothing."
Carl cleared his throat and soon they remembered they were not alone.
"Well, now," Van Helsing started, "Now that we are done with our meal, let's clean up and get our carriage ready," he said rising from the table.
They worked together to clean up the table and helped one another with the luggage.
Gabriel helped Anna into the coach and once again, when he took her hand, there he felt the sparks. They just smiled and before he followed her he called up to Carl, "Are you sure you don't want me to drive?"
"Positive. You stay with Anna. I'll be fine."
"Alright, monk."
"Friar," Carl said annoyingly rolling his eyes.
Gabriel smiled and closed the coach door behind him.
With a whip to the horse, Carl muttered to himself, "Vatican City, here we come," and they were off.