Ah, chapter 22 is finally done and ready to be posted. I am here to say that I have never written a fic this long and I am glad that all of you have stuck with me. (Bows in thanks) Ok, reviews!

Nekodra K. Dracula L- Thank you! Yes Dracula playing doctor to Van could be taken the wrong way… not that that's a bad thing of course.

Dracula: I am being swamped by people!

You only have one fan girl on you.

Dracula: … shut up!

Ha!

HughJackmanFan- Ok this is according to the movie.

Dracula was born in 1422, murdered in 1452. (Died when he was 30 years old)

According to me he met Van about 1448.

So ya… Van was bitten by Fenrir, Loki's son. (Loki is the Norse god of practical jokes, chaos, and being a bastard all around)

Kokoro- Glad to see that it wasn't that life threatening. Normally I don't advocate drugs or Starbucks but I think if you are in that much pain you need an Advil (or Tylenol) and a mocha frappacino. (Along with pretty pictures of Van and Dracula)

Napoleon: … I am glad that I'm not a women.

Shush, no being mean. Anyway, glad you are back.

Dracula: Am glad that you liked my chocolate. It was going to be for Van for Valentines Day but I got him a better gift. (Hint, hint)

Ahem, back to the review. Thank you! No one has ever called my stuff brilliant! (Feels loved) Do not worry Drac will feed at some point. … Whenever I decide to write it in.

Dracula: You're mean.

Shush, don't complain, you get enough chocolate anyway.

Dracula: (smiles)

Okie! Thanks for reviewing and stay away from evil doctors.

The Dark Haired Prince (Discussions part 2)
…look for me by the moonlight,

Watch for me be the moonlight,

I'll come to thee by the moonlight, though hell should bar the way…

-Loreena McKennit

"Who are you?" A cold voice asked, its owner was shrouded in shadow.

"Vladicious Dracula, Prince of this castle, and who may you be?" The black haired man spat at the figure.

"Gabriel Van Helsing." The man said as he emerged from the shadow. He put away his dagger and stood there, letting the swallow skinned man inspect him.

"Pleased to meet your acquaintance, Mr.… ah?"

"Gabriel, just call me Gabriel."

A little smile played across the Prince's lips.

"Of course… Gabriel."

"You knew him?" Carl said flabbergasted. Van nodded, turning his cup in his hands. He had gotten up to the part where he met Dracula. Bits and pieces of his memory where coming back, battles, people, nights…

"… So what happened?" Carl asked, his voice shaky, wondering whether he really wanted to hear the rest or not.

"We became friends… Then I was called back to Rome, I stayed away for three years… they thought I was never coming back…"

"Master, master! Look master look!" Two kids yelled as they ran into the armory. Three men looked up in surprise; one was the dark haired prince.

"Who is it?" The elder of the three asked.

"It's Helsing! He's back!" The two said as they raced out of the door, with the prince in tow.

"I came back to Romania with a very heavy burden." Said Van, his voice low in sorrow. Carl looked at him with curiosity on his face.

"What did you have to do?"

"I had to kill him."

"What? Why?"

"Come with me." Gabriel said as he pulled the prince out into the cool night." I need to speak with you."

The two traveled for a while before stopping in a small grove. Gabriel turned to his swallow-skinned companion.

"What is it Gabriel?" The prince asked, his accent thick.

"I have an order from the church."

"What is it?" The man took a step forward and Gabriel stepped back. Confusion settled over the Prince's brow.

"I don't want to do it." His voice was cracking.

"Tell me Gabriel! There has never been anything hidden between us!" The man said urgently yet gently.

"I am sorry." With one swift gesture the knife was the Prince's stomach. He fell to the ground, blood dribbling from his mouth.

"Gabriel… why?" He asked as life faded from his ivory eyes. Gabriel kneeled next to him, tears streaming down his face.

"I am sorry. I had to… I am sorry Vlad, I really am."

"I had to, it was an order." Van whispered sadly. Carl looked at his friend and sighed, not knowing what to do.

"Why?"

"The Cardinal said that he was using the black arts against the church." Van starred forward, his eyes misted over. Carl bit his lip, worried. Whenever Van went into his own world Carl became worried; he never knew how to reach Van there.

"So… was he?" Van blinked, startled.

"No, it was actually the Cardinal."

Gabriel reached down and tried to remove Vlad's ring but it wouldn't come off, in a last ditch effort he severed the finger from the body and removed the ring that way.

"I know you loved this ring Vlad, and I will cherish it as I cherished you." Gabriel whispered as he slid the ring onto his finger and left the glade.

"Why was it so hard for you?" Carl asked. A worried look flashed across Van's face.

"I… I loved him." He said finally.

Take me with you on this journey

Where the boundaries of time are now tossed

In cathedrals of the forest

In the words of the tongues now lost

Find the answers, ask the questions

Find the roots of an ancient tree

Take me dancing, take me singing

I'll ride on till the moon meets the sea

-Loreena McKennit

End
Bwa hahahaaa! Cliffhanger!

Napoleon: You're mean.

Yes I know. Anyway where's Dracula?

Napoleon: In a closet.

With who?

Napoleon: Van.

Ah… (Mind goes off in a rather bad place) Ahem, I am back.

Napoleon: You creep me out.

That's nice. Anyway please review people!