So sorry for such a long wait! Time got away from me and I had a lot going on, but here it finally is! I hope you enjoy it! -Jen

Chapter Nine

Zoe found it rather unusual that the hospital decided to discharge her in the wee hours in the morning. Perhaps they needed an extra bed or just saw it fit to let the scientist go before the "morning rush". Whatever the case, she wasn't one to complain. Lying on her back, propped up on some cushions from the sofa, she stared upwards towards the ceiling, hands resting on the visible slope of her stomach. Tired. Nauseated. She just wanted to fall asleep and yet, her mind still reeling from the overload of new information prevented her from doing so.

"I can't guarantee that it won't taste dreadful seeing as it came from a can, but you need something to settle your stomach."

The scientist didn't turn her head to acknowledge Dracula as he strode into her living room. For some reason she had yet to put a finger on, Zoe had agreed to let him come in. Just for a few minutes. A few minutes that had turned into over an hour. Now the vampire had basically made himself at home in her own kitchen. As he went to place the bowl down on the coffee table, her eyes immediately flew over to the stack of documents the hospital had allowed her to keep. The lab results that could easily hold the keys she needed to begin unlocking the twins' genetic codes.

"Careful!" She snapped, lunging forward to gather the papers as if they were some sort of precious artifact. "Do you realize how important these are?! The last thing I need is for them to be damaged." Zoe eyed him incredulously, holding the documents close to her chest. "What even is that?"

"A proper acknowledgement of thanks would have sufficed." The vampire exhaled, setting the dish down after a long moment. "And it's some vegetable soup I found canned in your cupboard. Highly doubt it holds the nutrients your body needs, but in such a short span of time, it's the best I could've come up with." Dracula eyed the papers she clutched tightly. "Might I inquire what it is that you are doing? Or rather, plan to?"

Zoe seemed to ponder the idea of humoring him with an answer. "Research." She responded curtly. "Which is why I cannot risk having anything spilling onto them. And besides," the scientist frowned. "I am not hungry."

Dracula's lips pressed into a thin line as he eyed the scientist with visible annoyance. Taking in a deep, unnecessary breath, he forced a smile onto his face and pulled up a chair beside her. Zoe eyed him suspiciously as he folded his hands onto his lap.

"Two boys." He mused, nodding at the idea. "It is a very welcoming thought knowing that the Dracula name will be continued."

"The two chromosomes that determine the sex of our two babies should be the least of your concerns right now." Zoe commented with a frown. "What should really be on your mind is what lies in their genetic makeup. Their overall DNA construction." When she caught Dracula smiling, her frown deepened. "What?"

"You said our babies." He replied with a smirk. "It's nice to see you're getting used to the idea of the two of us."

"There is no two of us." She replied point blank. "And if you continue to press my buttons, I can assure you there will only be one of us." His continued look of amusement only made her blood boil hotter. "Why won't you just leave? Your mere presence in my house right now is giving me a headache and I've already had one hell of a night." Zoe gave a nod towards the door. "If you hurry, you can be back at your flat before you burn into a crisp."

"You'd like that wouldn't you?" Dracula chuckled. "Sometimes I have difficulty telling your regular attitude towards me from your hormones." He watched as Zoe reached for the television clicker that sat on the table with the intention to beam it at him. "Alright, alright…" He gave in, holding his hands up. "I suppose I'll leave you to your own devices, but only because you are in need of rest." The vampire offered her a smile, though he did not receive one in return. "Get some rest, Dr. Van Helsing. I'll be seeing you at the Harker Foundation soon enough."

"I'll wait for that with bated breath." Zoe muttered, rolling her eyes. "Don't let the door hit you on the way out." Her eyes followed the Count as he made his way towards the exit, narrowing when he turned his head as if to say something.

"Rest well, Zoe." Though his voice lacked any insincerity. "I mean it."

Zoe said nothing as he turned away, opening the door before slipping out into the night. She listened for his footsteps, half expecting him to waltz right back into her home. When she was certain that he was gone, the scientist sighed and allowed her shoulders to relax. It had been quite the long night to say the least and the need to clear her mind enough for her to focus was at the top of her priorities.

"If I go as far to boldly assume you and Count Dracula are becoming closer, would that be a correct assumption?"

Zoe's facial features tightly scrunched in aggravation as Agatha's voice met her ears. Maybe if she ignored her. Maybe if she didn't look in her direction. Perhaps the ghost of her great, great aunt would disappear. But despite the wait, the silence, she could still feel the specter's presence.

"You are entering into dangerous territory, Zoe. You truly have no idea what he is capable of. While he acts as if he cares, the vampire is very skilled in the art of manipulation. If you fall into his trap, digging yourself out is nearly impossible."

"I am far from having any relations with Count Dracula." The scientist grumbled, opening her eyes but keeping them averted from where Agatha stood. "And I can handle myself quite well, thank you. I'd much appreciate it if you'd just go away."

"Whether you realize it or not, my intentions are for your very own good. Your sanity isn't in the strongest of places and it wouldn't be right if I were to pass on without keeping an eye on you." She paused for a moment before adding. "And Count Dracula."

"You being in my life right now is what is making me insane." Zoe countered with a long sigh. "Having to deal with a vampire AND a ghost is just another layer to the tipping tower of my anxiety. Not to mention I'm dealing with pregnancy on top of that." She pinched the bridge of her nose. "Now please, I beg of you, leave me be. I need time to think things over."

"I'm concerned you're growing fickle with your loyalty to the Van Helsing name." When Zoe didn't respond to this, Agatha merely sighed. "Tread carefully, Zoe. Do not let what grows within you change who you really are."

The scientist chewed on the inside of her cheek in a strong attempt to not respond. It would be wise on her part to not fuel the flames with her rather...pesky and persistent ancestor. After a very few, long moments, Zoe turned her head in the direction of where Agatha should've been. Just like Dracula had, the woman finally had the decency to leave. Exhaling, she rearranged her stack of papers and set them off to the side.

"You are causing me quite a lot of drama." She mumbled, placing a hand on her stomach. It still felt kind of silly addressing them. It wasn't as if they were even born. Yet sometimes it was oddly comforting. "But I am going to look on the brighter side of things and assume it will be all worth it in the end...I hope."

Out of the corner of her eye, Zoe caught sight of the bowl of soup Dracula had made for her. Pursing her lips, she gingerly lifted it from the table and studied it carefully. Deep down, she knew he wouldn't dare do anything to it that would harm her-or his offspring for that matter. And it did smell rather pleasant. Stomach rumbling, Zoe picked up the spoon. As she took in a mouthful, surprised at how good it tasted, she made a mental note to not let the vampire know she actually enjoyed it. He didn't need the extra ego boost.

"We're going to be okay." She mumbled, looking down at her stomach. "The three of us…" Zoe took in another spoonful and glanced towards the paperwork. "I'll make sure of it."

Due to her doctor's recommendation to take it easy as well as the unfortunate matter of cutting into her sick days, Zoe finally returned back to work at the Foundation. Though facing Bloxham was not the most pleasant of things to look forward to, the scientist had grown rather restless at home. There was only so much she could do research wise without a lab and no one to trust to know her secret.

Zoe frowned softly as ran her hand down the very visible bump of her stomach. Just in the past several days, she had begun to really show. Something she felt a little self-conscious about. Carrying twins made it look like she was much farther along than sixteen weeks. It still felt surreal that she was nearly five months along. How time had seemingly flown, slipping like sand between her fingers.

"Zoe, it's wonderful to have you back!"

The warmth and welcoming sound of Jack's voice greeted the scientist's ears as her former mentee strode up and pulled her into a gentle hug. Out of all things, it was rather pleasant to see him again. He was, after all, one of the very few she could call her a true friend. Upon stepping back, the young doctor's eyes scanned the woman over.

"You look great." He commented, offering her a genuine smile. "It's been rather dull without you here. Not much excitement." He paused. "And Count Dracula hasn't exactly made his presence known since your absence." Jack shook his head at the thought as if trying to clear something from his mind. "Anyway, how are you feeling? Dr. Bloxham didn't force you to come back, did she? You're sure you feel alright to come back?"

"It's lovely to see you too, Jack." Zoe smiled softly. "And yes, I feel perfectly capable to return to the Foundation. I just needed time to recuperate. Doctor's orders, not exactly what I had intended. But to maintain a healthy pregnancy is more important than my addiction to work." She chuckled at that. "Good to know I haven't missed much. There were moments where I had my concerns about how things were functioning."

"Well, if you need anything, anything at all, just-"

But Jack was abruptly cut off by the clean, swooshing sound of two sliding doors opening. Both he and Zoe turned their head to see Bloxham entering the room with her ever present unreadable expression. Her eyes briefly flickered over at Jack before focusing on the other woman.

"Dr. Van Helsing." She nodded, her tone flat. "I'm glad you've seen yourself fit enough to return to work. Your lack of participation has been noted but...excused." Bloxham's attention turned to the file folder of papers Zoe had tucked underneath one of her arms. "And those would be?"

"Prevalent to my work with Count Dracula." Zoe said, trying to remain unsuspicious as she readjusted them in her grasp. "Nothing of great importance. Just something I had on hand while I was at home." If her boss only knew what the contents within were. "I'm assuming that the Count will be paying us a visit later on tonight as per scheduled?"

Within the last several days, Zoe had received over a handful of texts from the vampire-of which she replied very few to. Just enough to keep him out of her hair. Since the hospital fiasco, this would be the first time in weeks they'd be face to face. A twinge of nervousness panged in the bottom of her stomach as Bloxham threw her a quizzical look before relaxing.

"See to it that tonight's session meets our highest expectations. Due to your...holiday, we've lost valuable time with Dracula. It is unknown how long his willingness to come in will last." Bloxham's lips pursed together as she grabbed her magnetized badge. "I look forward to your findings, Dr. Van Helsing. Do not let me down."

Zoe hadn't realized she'd been literally biting her tongue onto the faint, metallic taste of blood met her taste buds. She ground her teeth as Bloxham walked casually away well aware that Jack's eyes were on her. Exhaling, she turned to the young doctor.

"Well, that was friendlier than she usually is." He attempted to joke, giving her a reassuring smile. "At least she didn't chew you out. Why just last week, Henderson in forensics dropped a bunch of the new vials the Foundation had ordered and from the earful she gave him, I was convinced he was on his way out the door jobless with a box of broken glass."

Not that she intended to let anyone near her experiments, Zoe made a mental note to avoid Henderson's clumsiness at all cost. The last thing she needed was for all of her important work to go to waste. Vials were one thing, but what they would hold was a completely different matter.

"I'm going to go get situated." She said, feigning a small smile. "I think it's best I dive back into the thick of things. After all, I might as well busy myself before my version of Interview with a Vampire tonight."

"Nice touch, Zoe." Jack laughed. "Never took you for a movie type."

"I suppose I'm full of surprises then." She responded, unbeknownst to Jack how true that statement really was. "I'll be seeing you then?"

"Bloxham has us all working overtime." The young man answered. "So the chances of us crossing paths today are inevitable."

"Good then." Zoe nodded, clutching her documents. "I look forward to it."

Though it wasn't much, the small office like space designated to her personal belongings proved to be usable enough. Zoe exhaled as she sat down, pushing aside the clutter that had begun to build on her desk. Setting the folder onto a cleared spot, she opened it carefully. Still crisp as the night she had received them, Zoe peered down at the test results from the night at the hospital.

The hardest part of being homebound for two weeks was not having the access needed to further her research. Yet, Zoe was smart and resourceful enough to scour the internet for something, anything that would prove of use to her. And as luck would have it, she had found a possible piece to her ever growing puzzle.

"Cell-free fetal DNA…" She muttered, looking from the sticky note where she had scrawled the information down and then back to her computer screen. "Possible specimen matter. Requires blood to be drawn from the mother which, when tested, allows one to extract fetal DNA presented from the placenta that has been dispersed through the woman's bloodstream." The keys on her laptop clicked rapidly as Zoe's eyes remained fixated on the screen. "Subject One: Dr. Zoe Van Helsing."

Zoe leaned back in her chair and studied the text on the screen. Experimentation. It was something she had considered but never when it came to her being the subject. Absentmindedly, she placed a hand on the apex on her stomach. Going about this was going to be hard. Not to mention very difficult seeing as it was a top secret project. Especially since subject two's involvement was undetermined at this point. For all of this to work, she would need his full, committed participation.

With a long sigh, she returned her fingers to the keyboard. "Subject Two: Count Dracula."

Obtaining a blood sample from him would be the easiest part. Her reasoning for doing so she could fabricate. Zoe had all of the equipment at her disposal, it was just a matter of finding the time to use it for her own devices. A knock came at her door, causing the scientist to snap back to reality. Quickly stashing away the documents into her desk and closing her screen, she straightened up in her seat.

"Come in."

The door creaked open to reveal one of Bloxham's head guards. Zoe tried to ignore the pounding in her chest as he cleared his throat. Surely he had no idea of her plans. No one did. So why exactly did it feel like every artery in her body was about to burst?

"Dr. Bloxham wanted me to tell you that Count Dracula has arrived." The man said, his tone emotionless. "I'll be the one to escort you to the room."

"Right then." Zoe sighed, standing up slowly. "If you don't mind me requesting privacy after you doing so, I believe it will be best if he and I were alone. He seems to be more willing to offer up information when it is just the two of us." If any of this were to work, she'd need that in order to speak to him. "You may wait outside of the door if need be."

The guard narrowed his eyes but gave a nod of confirmation. Slipping a voice recorder into her pocket, Zoe trailed behind the guard feeling slightly winded. The pregnancy was starting to take a toll on her whether she liked to admit it or not. As the guard slid the access card through the slot in the keypad, the thick metal doors glided open to reveal the familiar room with a table situated in the center.

"Ah, Zoe, so wonderful to see you again."

Dracula sat at the opposite end of the table, his dark eyes fixed on the scientist as she stepped into the room. Motioning for the guard to exit, Zoe strode forward and took her usual spot across from him. She could feel his eyes taking in every inch of her body, focusing mostly on her stomach before they finally met hers.

"It's been awhile." He commented, leaning against the table. "I was beginning to grow concerned after I learned about your medical conundrum. I'm glad to see you're okay."

"Yes." Zoe replied, straightening up. "I've been taking it easy."

"Always good to follow a doctor's order. Or rather, in today's age." He gave a small smile that Zoe struggled to tell was genuine or one of judgement. "So, what do you have planned today? Shall I give you more history about my existence, or have you something else in mind?"

"I require another sample of your blood." She said, watching him carefully. "It's for an important matter."

"Color me intrigued." The vampire said, resting his elbows on the table. "What exactly are you looking for this time? You aren't going to lose them again, are you?"

"This is for an important matter." Zoe said, a hand resting on her stomach in an attempt to give him a silent cue. "Your willingness to provide me another sample would be greatly appreciated and would prove vital in the cause…" She racked her brain, trying to think of a reason in case they were being monitored. "...A cause in learning more about your physiology."

Dracula was silent for a moment. "Take what you must. I suppose it is for a good cause after all." His eyes returned to her stomach. "I'm hoping you'll keep me updated if you find anything of interest. You know I am a man of science."

"I'm sure that can be arranged." Zoe nodded, relieved by his compliance. "Allow me to grab some vials." Hopefully Henderson hadn't destroyed the lot. "I will return momentarily."

Dracula didn't reply as Zoe made her way across the room and to a metal tray that had been set off to the side. There was no needle this time, it would prove useless as it had during their first attempt. The vampire already had his wrist exposed by the time Zoe returned to his side. Her stomach crawled as he drew his sharp nail across the pale skin creating an open wound. Holding the vial carefully, she collected the dark blood as it dripped down.

"Is that enough?" He asked, sounding surprisingly genuine.

"For now." Zoe replied, quickly placing the top on and giving it a few turns. "Thank you."

"The pleasure is all mine." The vampire smirked softly, his skin already knitting back together. "I am at your service after all."

Their eyes met, neither of them speaking. Something within Zoe began to stir that, at first, she thought was merely heartburn. But the longer they looked at each other, she came to the realization it was butterflies in her stomach. Feeling the heat rush to her cheeks, she bit down on her lip and immediately turned away. No, this was not happening. It was only hormones. Bloody hormones. She certainly wasn't having the tiniest amount of feelings for him.

"I should go and take this to the lab before it expires." She said quickly. "You can see yourself out, I presume?"

"Usually I am escorted so it isn't a problem." Dracula chuckled. "Same time as always?" He paused, causing Zoe to feel that much more uncomfortably hot. "You know how to reach me in case you require some personal assistance sooner."

"That won't be necessary." She replied, clearing her throat. "I should really be going. Good night, Count Dracula."

Before the vampire had a chance to reply, Zoe had already made her way to the double doors and exited the room. She said nothing as she brushed past the guard. Her mind was reeling so much so she hadn't even realized she'd made it to the lab. Finally stopping to catch her breath, Zoe noticed that the area was vacant. With a sigh of relief, she made her way over to one of the counters.

FRAGILE. DO NOT TOUCH. She hoped this would keep Henderson and any others from messing with the contents. Looking over her shoulder, she quickly began to rummage through one of the drawers. Producing a long needle, she swallowed hard, slightly ill at the thought of what she was about to do. Despite the cancer and the various blood tests, her hate for needles had never lessened.

"I'm only doing this for you." She mumbled, glancing down at her stomach before preparing the needle and syringe. "This better work."

Tying a band around her upper arm, she felt around for a good vein. Taking a deep breath, she plunged the needle through her flesh and watched as a vial began to fill with her own blood. It was slightly lighter than Dracula's, something she made a mental note of. Once she was convinced she had enough to work with, she removed the needle and topped the vial.

FRAGILE! DO NOT TOUGH! She scrawled upon the sticker, hoping that it would prevent others again from messing with it. Eyeing both vials, one belonging to her and the other to the vampire, she pursed her lips, turning her head to glance over at the slides and a nearby microscope.

Pulling out a voice recorder, Zoe cleared her throat before pressing record.

"Monday, April 25th. Experiment One. Testing cellular immortality."

Next chapter we finally get to shed some light on what the twins are-or rather, what traits they hold. I did a lot of research to try to make some of the science-y stuff as accurate as one can in a science fiction-ish universe haha! So please excuse any plot holes. Feedback is greatly loved and appreciated! Until next chapter! -Jen