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So, who's on watch?
"Van Helsing I really don't think this is a good idea!"

The trio had set out early that morning, with Dracula bundled up in a large cloak and half asleep on the horse. For the first few hours they had run into little trouble. But they had just entered a thick forest, and Carl was getting a little edgy.

"And why not Carl?" The monster hunter asked as he pulled his steed up to Carl's.

"Well we are in a dark forest, with little weaponry a half awake vampire and ya… I just don't think this is the safest way." Carl shivered and whined as he looked about briskly.

"But it's the least noticeable way." A soft voice whispered behind them. Carl jumped a mile high and Van just sighed.

"Dracula I would appreciate it if you wouldn't go and freak out my companion." Van said as he turned around to see the count hoodless. "And why did you take the hood off?"

"It's dark here Gabriel, I don't need it." Dracula said as he too come up. "How much longer, my ass is starting to hurt."

"And you say I lack manners?" Van asked as he regarded the count with a raised eyebrow. "We will have to stop in the forest tonight." He paused and looked at Dracula warily; "You'll be alright with that?"

"205 pounds, 45 years of age, I'll be fine." Van groaned and Carl had turned green.

"Good." The group lapsed into silence and trudged on.

Hours went by and the depressing scenery didn't let up. Van had taken the lead with Carl next to him, Dracula following behind. They had packed lightly, no need for a carriage as they would be going through uncharted woods. All they needed was on attached to their saddle. Food for those who need it, a change of clothes, weapons, and a book. The book was a reference guide of sorts. It had little blurbs about different Norse legends. Dracula had insisted they take it; the book was going to be over due.

"We should stop here for a night." Van whispered as he looked around cautiously. "We leave first thing in the morning."

Carl nodded and tumbled off his horse. "Damn, I hate this." He mumbled as he dusted him self off.

"Get used to it monk as we will be doing it for a while." Dracula sneered. He was wide-awake and watching his other companions with some amusement on his face. "So who's going to be first watch tonight?" Dracula asked, already knowing the answer.

"You are." Van said as he started to set up camp.

"And second watch?"

"You."

"And third watch?"

"You."

"And forth watch?"

"You!"

"And fifth watch?"

"YOU! You are guard all night! Seeing as you are the nocturnal one of us you get the honor of staying up all night and making sure nothing eats us." Van yelled at the Count.

"Well no need to get testy." Dracula said as he pushed his way past Van.

"I am not! You should show some respect Dracula. You are here with us, we could have left you there to be found by some mortal and god knows what they would have done to you! We are bending over backwards for you, and how do you repay us? Snide remarks and a pompous attitude. Damnit I should have killed you properly!" Van yelled. Carl just stared and Dracula had an amused smile on his face.

"Yes Gabriel you should have. But did you? No, so seeing as we are stuck together I reason you better deal with it. I have been like this for over 400 years; I'm not about to change. Suck it up Helsing." Dracula growled as he turned and stomped out of the camp.

"And stay out there with all the other sick freaks!" Van yelled at the retreating back of Dracula.

Carl just stared, mouth open and speechless.

"Should have left him there..." Muttered Van as he dumped his stuff on the ground and sat down. "Why do I put up with this? Why, why, why…" He moaned and rubbed his temples. Carl quietly started a small fire and put some food on for them to eat.

The rest of the evening was quiet. Van decided to stay up for first watch. He sighed and stared into the low fire. Amber glowing softly like a pair of eyes in the night… Eyes, glowing eyes. Van closed his own and breathed deeply. Why do I have to deal with these people? I hate Dracula yet I bring him along, why? I have nothing against Carl; he's a good person. Eyes… Dracula's eyes glow in the dark… I think.

"Am I really a freak Helsing?" Van's eyes flew open. Dracula was sitting next to him, knees up to chest and staring into the fire.

Van didn't reply, he just looked sideways at Dracula. His face was pale as usual but it seemed to have tearstains. Or that could just be the fire playing tricks.

"Answer me, I know you heard."

"Well you're not normal… But, no, I've seen sicker people than you." Van said in defeat, he truly had seen sicker… Lets not go into that.

"Ah…" Dracula went quiet. They sat there for a bit.

"You knew me didn't you?" Van asked quietly. Dracula nodded, still staring into the fire. "What was I like?"

"… Always the gentleman, always a friend, except when you killed… You where ruthless when you killed, no mercy for anyone who defied the church.

I'm not sure how my father got involved but there were some religious/political uprisings going on in another town. You where sent to help. But you have to know, that town wasn't in our control so I'm not sure why you were sent to us.

But anyway, we met after I came back from some travels I had been on… You where staying several rooms down from mine, I remember coming home and going to my room. I met you in the hallway, kind of ironic; we both drew daggers at once. Apparently my father never told you that I was do home." Dracula paused, as if thinking over what he had just said.

" After than little run in we were friends. You left after the uprisings, back to Rome. You didn't return for three years, we all assumed we would never hear from you again. But you did come back. And you looked like death wormed over.

Apparently there had been someone practicing dark arts in our area, a great sorcerer. You were sent to kill him." Dracula stopped.

"And, what went wrong?" Van asked, his voice a whisper.

"I was the supposed sorcerer. You took me out into the forest and killed me. I died later that night, alone in the forest. I was mad, so I made a pack with the devil and now you have me here…" He closed his eyes and sighed. Van nodded slowly, taking in all the information. It does explain a lot. I mean why he hates me and Anna's family. Van sighed as he thought of Anna. She could have been here with me.

"She's gone Gabriel." Dracula whispered softly. "She's not coming back." Van nodded, restraining tears that threatened to flow.

"I know, I just miss her at times." He gave a semblance of a smile, "But it's over, I'm going to bed ok?" Van stood up and stretched.

"Ok, have a good night." Dracula paused, "Wait Gabriel." Dracula said as he too stood up.

"Yes?" Van asked. Dracula stood in front of him then he suddenly leaned forward, pressing his lips against Van's. It was rather quick; he pulled away seconds later, head down.

"Night Gabriel." He said stiffly then turned around and sat down again. Van stood there for a few seconds in utter shock before finally finding a place and lying down.

Twa hahahahahaaaa the END!
Ok hope you enjoyed. A teaser for you people who like this stuff. Hahaha! Anyway, I need help. Should Carl find out? Hmmm? I'm contemplating it… The story could work either way.

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Dracula: Yes please do.

You've been quiet lately.

Dracula: (shrugs) nothing to say.

Have you been…busy?

Dracula: (blushing) NO!

Uh huh. Is that sunburn or are you blushing?

Dracula: (pouting) shut up.

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