Ok, next chapter. Hope you all enjoy.

Catherine Tavington- Yes I believe that God gives everyone a chance… Besides who could smite someone as sexy as Dracula?

Dracula: (sweat drop)

Heheh… Anyway, glad you liked it! And hope you like that as well.

Ok I don't own Van Helsing etc. etc.

Christmas Presents and Stunned Preists, part five

"A vampire? A true blood sucking, God forsaking vampire?" The priest stuttered as he took a slow step backward. "You, you can't be! You came, said a prayer and nothing happened! Surely… He… no…" His head shook as he tried to comprehend the situation, his brown hair swaying slightly.

"Yes a vampire. A real vampire. I am one of the most powerful therefore crucifix's etc. have no effect on me." Dracula said as he stared intently at the stammering holy man.

"Don't you hate God? Why else would you make a pact with the Devil?" The man said. Dracula's eyes darkened and he seemed to go into himself.

"I don't hate God, I hate… I hate myself and I hate… I ha…" He paused them sighed, "I no longer know what I hate."

The preist blinked and looked at the vampire as if he never saw anything quiet like him. "You wish it never happened?" He asked softly. Dracula shook his head, frustrated.

"No… Look the rest of this is pointless, you know what you need to know and that's it." Dracula turned away with sudden haste and retreated behind Van. A silence fell over the group as the priest wrestled with himself on what to do.

"I will help you." He said suddenly, Van, Carl, and Dracula all looked at him with stunned faces. "I will help you reach your destination, or at least as far as I can get you." He paused then looked at them for instruction.

"We need to get to the Baltic Sea and we need to cross it at night. We will need provisions and spare clothes, clothes fit for Norway." Van said in a hurried hushed voice.

"Of course. I will prepare a way for you to get to the Baltic Sea." He stopped then continued on in a shaky breath, "From there you will continue on to Norway, I can't help you with that." Van smiled at him and turned to go.

"Wait sir." He stopped. "When do you want to leave?"

"Tomorrow. If possible, the day after the latest."

"Of course, tomorrow at seven o'clock in the evening I will meet you at the outskirts of the city with fresh horses."

"Thank you sir, your deeds will be remembered." Van the excited, followed by Carl and then Dracula.

The three trooped back to the inn in silence. The snow swirling around them like fairies dancing in the moonlight. Once they arrived they disappeared upstairs to open gifts.

"Here Van, merry Christmas." Carl said as he handed Van a small package. Van carefully opened it to reveal a thin silver chain with a small box on it. The box had a clasp that was shaped like an angel. He opened it and found it empty.

"Um, what is it Carl?" He asked.

"It's a prayer box, you write something you want help with or a prayer you like and you put it in there." The friar said. Van smiled and clipped it around his neck.

"Thank you Carl." He then placed a small parcel in the friar's hands. "Your gift."

Carl took it and opened the gift slowly. It was an original version of the Greek Bible. His eyes went wide and a smile spread over his face. "I have been looking everywhere for this! Where did you get it?"

"Umm, know where… Important." Van said vaguely.

"Who cares, this is amazing Van. Thank you." He then began happily flipping the pages. Van nodded then turned to Dracula.

"Here's your present." He handed a medium sized package to Dracula who immediately tore the paper off in somewhat of a frenzy. Van and Carl stared.

"You two are so delicate with the paper, it's meant to be torn off in a frenzy of glee to see what you got. Come did neither of you do this as a child?" Dracula asked as he opened the leather pouch that hid his gift. "Oooh, Gabriel. I like your gift." He said as he pulled out three daggers. Each had a Latin inscription etched with gold along the blade. The handle was ivory with a thin wrapping of leather in the actual part that you hold. "Thank you Gabriel." He then slid the daggers back into the pouch and set them in his lap. He reached over, grabbed a lumpy package and handed it to the Friar. "Merry Christmas monk." Neither of the two bothered to correct him.

Carl began unwrapping it carefully. After a few seconds he pulled out a pink scarf.

"A scarf?" Van asked, raising an eyebrow.

"A PINK scarf?" The friar nearly howled. Dracula chuckled quietly and shook his head.

"I'm sorry Monk, you're just not that manly of a man." A coy smiled fluttered unto his lips. Carl scowled at him the put the scarf near his Bible.

"I won't wear it, but it will make a lovely protector for my Bible." He said. Dracula shrugged with a face that said do-what-you-want. Carl reached over and chucked a package at Dracula who caught it in mid air. "Merry Christmas Vampire." He said. Dracula smiled at him (sarcastically of course) and began opening the gift. Inside was a long black cloak. It had velvet lining and a leathery type outside.

"Thank you mortal." Dracula said as he slid the coat around him. Carl nodded and returned back to his Bible.

"Ah, my gift for you Gabriel. I couldn't bring it here so you will have to come with me." Van scowled and regarded Dracula cautiously, deciding if he should trust the vampire or not. Finally he decided to follow. They both stood up and headed for the door.

"We'll be back later, don't wait up." Dracula told Carl as he fastened his new cloak and headed out the door. Carl nodded slowly then began cleaning up the room.

END

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