Disclaimer: I feel like a freakin' parrot. No, I do not own Van Helsing. As if you couldn't have guessed that already…

A/N: Hey there everyone! It's been exactly a week since I last updated (No, I didn't plan this or anything…) so I figured now was a good time. And, because I'm feeling extra wonderful today, lol, I've decided to post 2 chappies! YAY! Well, mostly it was because Dracula shows up only at the very end of this chappie, and I couldn't leave you guys hanging! Your reviews would have been death threats or something, lol. So, after I respond to my 3 lovely reviewers, chapter 5 is comin' at ya'!

Fox of the Nova: Yes, of course I missed you:) But you reviewed earlier than they did. I'm sure you understand, lol. Thanks for all your appreciation and I hope you like this chappie as well!

Lady Kathrin: Gosh, your review was so cute! Lol. Never fear, for now Drac is here! Enjoy! There's not much though, I'm afraid to say…sorry, lol.

Countess Alana: You did post your chappie and I was so happy, (Woah, that rhymed. Unintentional, I swear!) but now I need chap. 28…quick, hurry! Before it's too late! (Okay, that time I did it on purpose. Sorry, I got a little carried away, lol…:) ) I liked the lamp part too, as I said when I reviewed your fic, and yeah, I guess it was sweet. Although I'm finding out that I think I suck at romances, lol. Maybe I need a boyfriend…lol! Seriously though, UPDATE! Oh, and I hope you like these chappies too!

And that's about it, so, without further ado, on to Chap. 5!

Chapter 5

The next day was relatively boring, considering I had two people from the 1800's in my house. We all woke up around the same time, and Lydia and I decided to skip work today to go get clothes for Van Helsing and Carl. We were going to bring them along at first, but judging from Carl's reaction to the TV remote, we decided that our local mall would be a bit too much for him. And of course Van Helsing had to stay and supervise him as there was no way Lydia was going to leave him in the house alone.

So, Lydia and I agreed not to say anything about this to Sylvia and Fiona, and left for the mall after letting them know we wouldn't be in for work that day. We returned a few hours later with bags and bags of clothes for Carl and Van Helsing. ( And I admit it, we bought some stuff for us too...) We got jeans, shirts, jackets, shoes, all that good stuff. And we did pretty well; I knew what to get from shopping with my brother, and Van Helsing and Carl seemed to like them, even if they thought the styles were a little strange.

Carl walked out of the bathroom with a pair of jeans on, and as soon as he stopped moving, they promptly fell to around his knees. He blushed and grabbed them back up hurriedly. "Andrea, why are these pants so big? I don't see why a person's pants have to hang so low. They can barely stay on." Lydia and I started laughing to each other.

"Honestly Carl, I don't know. It's just a guy thing I guess." I replied, still giggling. I handed him a belt. "Here, put this on. It'll help." Carl went back into the bathroom to fix his pants, and Van Helsing walked out, wearing modern day clothes, but he still had the trademark hat on. And he still looked pretty good. He seemed so different without the black trench coat and everything, though.

"You look great, Van Helsing." Lydia commented, "but I don't know about the hat."

"Lydia," I said, turning to her, "it's Gabriel Van Helsing! He wouldn't be the same without the hat."

"I know, but don't you think he'd be too recognizable? If we were going to go somewhere, we wouldn't want him to be too conspicuous, right?"

"I guess that makes sense." I agreed, but Van Helsing interrupted me.

"Andrea, these clothes are fine, but what am I going to do about these?" Van Helsing held up his tojo blades, revolvers, sword, and a few throwing knives. "The crossbow is still in the bathroom. These clothes don't have nearly enough pockets. How do you carry everything around?"

"Wow, you can fit a lot in that coat of yours," Lydia said, eyeing the large pile of weapons, "Oh, look! Tojo blades! Can I see one?" Before Van Helsing had time to respond, Lydia had already picked one up and figured out how to make the blades spring out. While she tried to find out how to make it spin, I tried to answer Van Helsing's question.

"Well, first of all, we don't carry sharp weapons of death around with us in this century. Actually, it's probably illegal for you to have all that now because you don't have a licence, but don't worry about it. What the Feds don't know won't hurt them, right?" Van Helsing just gave me a look.

"Feds?"

"Never mind. Girls usually carry their stuff around in purses, little fashionable bags, and guys...don't really carry things around, come to think of it." Lydia had by now given the tojo blade back to Van Helsing and zoned back in on the conversation.

"Hey, you're right." she said, "Huh. I never noticed that before." Ignoring her comment, I turned back to Van Helsing.

"I think you're just going to have to leave them here if we go out somewhere. Otherwise you might get arrested and put in jail or something, and I don't want to deal with that. So, yeah, just leave them here." Van Helsing nodded in agreement, and Carl walked out of the bathroom. His pants stayed up this time, and he smiled at us triumphantly. I laughed.

"You look great, Carl!" I said. We packed their old clothes in a closet along with Van Helsing's weapons, and were going back downstairs when the phone rang. Carl and Van Helsing jumped, and I sprinted downstairs to answer it. While Lydia tried to explain to them what it was, I picked up the receiver in the kitchen.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Andrea? It's Fiona."

"Oh, hey! Sorry we weren't at work today. We had some stuff we had to do."

"Yeah, Sylvia and I missed you. I'll bet you two went shopping!" I smiled.

"Maybe..." She didn't know that half of it.

"Sure, fine. Don't confess. Anyway, I'm calling because there's someone I want you and Lydia to meet. Remember that guy I had a date with the other night? Well, I really like him, and I want you two to meet him, okay?"

"Yeah, okay. We'd love to. Where are you?"

"We're still working at the lab before we go out to dinner. Do you think you could just pop over for a second to meet him?"

"Sure." I responded, "We'll be right over."

"Great! See you in a minute."

"Yeah." I hung up the phone and went to go tell Lydia. She, Van Helsing, and Carl were just entering the kitchen, and she had just finished explaining to them how a telephone worked. "Lydia, Fiona just called, and she's at her lab right now; she wants us to meet this guy of hers before they go out to eat."

"Oh, okay. I've been kind of curious about him actually. Let's go."

"Alright. Gabriel, Carl, I think you two should stay here. We'll only be gone a minute, okay?" Van Helsing nodded, so Lydia and I left and walked over to Fiona's lab. She met us at the door and walked with us upstairs, talking about this guy of hers the whole time.

"His name is Vlad, and he specializes in Biomedical Engineering, just like me! He's so...interesting. There's just something about him. And he's pretty hot too." She smiled at us all girlie. We arrived at the door of her lab and went through. "Vlad?" Fiona called. " I brought my friends so they could meet you."

Vlad walked around the corner and smiled at us, and I nearly choked. There in front of me, in a white lab coat and 21st Century clothes, was Dracula.

There now, you see how much you would've hated me if I hadn't posted chappie 6 as well? All you Drac lovers would've totally spazzed out on me and worn out the caps key in your reviews, lol. Well, I got nothing else to say except maybe review and to GO READ CHAP 6 BEFORE YOU HAVE A HEART ATTACK OR SOMETHING! LOL Maybe I'm exaggerating a bit…

Gem