This is just a new little idea I'm trying out. I've never written anything for Van Helsing or The Brothers Grimm, so please be patient. Anyway, this does work. For the record, the sign at the beginning of the movie in Van Helsing says '1796', so we can assume by the time he gets back to Rome from Romania it's about 1798. The first scene in The Brothers Grimm is in 1796, so it's been a few years since their sister's passing. Also, the fic will switch off between the Van Helsing page on fanfics and the Brothers Grimm page every three chapters, so if you're looking for it in one place and it's not there, look in the other. This is dedicated to my friend, DrkHrtWritr27. Enjoy!

"It's nice to be back home, eh Carl?" Van Helsing said with a smile, admiring the city of Rome from atop a hill.

The friar smiled too. "Not a vampire or werewolf in sight. That's good enough for me."

"Ah, but as soon as we set back in that Church we'll be sent on another task. Maybe we'll get lucky and be sent somewhere nice, like Belgium. I've always wanted some Belgium chocolate, but I've never had the luxury." Van Helsing mumbled before cantering off on his horse towards the city.

"What do you mean 'we'? Van Helsing!" Carl yelled, taking off after him.

The two soon arrived at the Church and were met by Cardinal Jinette.

"Welcome back Van Helsing," the Cardinal greeted, nodding a hello.

"It's good to be back," Carl said, trailing along.

"Very good, actually," Van Helsing added.

"Did you find what you were looking for?" Cardinal Jinette asked.

Van Helsing smiled slightly, not being one to show his feelings. "In a way." He answered finally.

"That's nice to know," the eldest man said.

"As much as it's always nice to see you, Cardinal, I'm anxious to get back out. Is there anything new for Carl and I?" Van Helsing asked.

"Van Helsing!" Carl whined, "I don't want to leave again!"

"But Carl," Van Helsing began, "You were useful out there with your inventions and whatnot. I want you to come!"

"With your new task, the Friar will be able to fulfill both wishes." Cardinal Jinette said slyly.

"What do you mean?" the younger two men said at the same time.

"You will not need to leave Rome for your new assignment, Van Helsing," the Cardinal answered, "And Friar Carl can help you."

"What exactly are you setting me up to do?" Van Helsing asked, a bit of nervousness in his voice.

"Two orphan brothers are on their way here as we speak from Germany. Their mother just passed, and before that their sister and father. One of the boys, we've been told, likes fairy tales. Mr. Van Helsing, you deal with those things. Things most people would only find in books. We agreed to have them brought here to study."

"What are they going to study?" Carl asked.

"The art of killing monsters," Cardinal Jinette answered, "Under the teachings of Van Helsing."

"What? No!"

"Please Van Helsing, be rational," the Cardinal said, "Think of it as a reprieve for killing Anna Valerious. They are going to be like your apprentices, in a sense."

Van Helsing gritted his teeth. "Very well." He muttered before walking off.

"Van Helsing, wait!" Carl yelled, running after him.

"What?" the hunter asked roughly.

"It might not be too bad," Carl said, "Teaching these boys."

Van Helsing stopped walking and glared down at his friend. "I've never really been fond of children," he stated before starting off again.

"I was never too fond of you," Carl said quickly, "I thought you were arrogant, self-absorbed, and just oddly mysterious. But now we're friends. An unusual duo, yes, but still a duo nevertheless."

Van Helsing stopped again. "They won't be able to do it. They couldn't handle it. I'm the left hand of God, Carl! I was sent to Earth for the very purpose of killing off evil. I will be blamed when they fail."

"But what if they don't?"

"They will."

"How can you be certain they will?"

"How can you be certain they won't?"

Van Helsing sighed and looked down at the Friar. "You are going to help me with this," he said finally, "Murderous deeds such as this aren't all they'll need to know. They'll need to learn mathematics and writing and reading. You're better at that. I'll take care of the monsters if you take care of the actual education."

Carl smiled. "Of course."

"Van Helsing!" Cardinal Jinette called, "They have arrived. Go greet them."

With that, the Cardinal walked away, leaving Van Helsing and Carl to deal with the boys.

Van Helsing groaned and rolled his eyes. "I guess it's time." He mumbled before making his way to the front of the Church, Carl hot on his heels.

An ominous-looking carriage stood before them. Van Helsing nodded a greeting to the driver and opened the carriage door. Two boys sat there, looking up and squinting at the sudden exposure to the light.

One boy, probably the oldest, looked about ten and had blonde hair. He looked extremely bored and probably wished he was elsewhere at the moment.

The other, around eight, had short, brown hair and round, wire glasses. He looked up at Van Helsing and Carl with shimmering eyes.

"You…you…you…" the younger boy stammered, a wide grin splitting his face, "You're the great Van Helsing!"

The older man glared down at the two boys. "That I am," he said, "And what are your names?"

"I'm Wilhelm Grimm, well, just Will. And that is my little brother, Jacob." The blonde-haired boy answered.

"Jake, actually," the younger boy said.

"Well I am Van Helsing, as you've already mentioned," Van Helsing said, "And this is Friar Carl."

"Hello," Carl mumbled, waving.

Jacob waved back. "Nice to meet you." He said softly.

"Come on," Van Helsing said gruffly, "Out of the carriage. Carl, show them to their rooms."

Each boy picked up a small bag from under their seats and followed the friar into the church.

Jake stole a look back at Van Helsing, who continued to stand there as the carriage drove off.

Hesitating for a moment, Jacob set down his bag and ran back to the man, enveloping him in a hug. "Thank you," he said, before scurrying back after his brother and Carl.