It was supposed to be just him alone in his train-car. Just him alone off to his next assignment with a count or whatever his title was again. Only twenty minutes into the ride, two men had quietly slipped into the car with him. His eyebrows raised as both men took a seat in front of him. One was a fairly slender man with strangely sharp cheekbones. Bright blue eyes and curly black hair. Wearing mostly black with a bright blue scarf as the only colorful thing about him. The other man was a bit shorter, silver haired and wore much more colorful clothing. Jeans, button up blue shirt, and a black jacket. He also had blue eyes like his companion did. There was something strange about them but Jonathan kept quiet as he did his best to discretely stare at them. Trying to not alert them to the fact that he was watching them. Unfortunately, the taller one seemed to notice his gaze and raised an eyebrow as they briefly made eye contact. Chewing the inside of his cheek, Jonathan carefully got out his journal. Deciding to write about what was going on and ignoring the men in front of him.

That was until the darker haired man broke the silence. His voice sounding a bit deeper than he anticipated it was going to be as he asked,"Excuse me, sir?"

"Yes?",Jonathan asked. Mentally cursing himself for even answering the weird man. He peeked over his journal and paused his pen to look at the man. The curly haired man gave an odd smile. As if he didn't do the action very often as he stared into Jonathan's eyes. In a polite voice, he questioned,"Where exactly is this train headed to?"

How wouldn't he know that? If they had tickets and got on where he had gotten on at, how would they not know where it was currently heading? Jonathan debated asking this out loud but decided against it. As he wasn't sure what either man would do if he tried it. Smiling politely, he answered,"I believe it's headed to Transylvania, sir."

"Transylvania?",the shorter man asked. Looking every bit as confused as Jonathan was feeling at that moment. Part of him wondered if either man was well or not but put his feelings to the side as he nodded his head in agreement. Grinning nervously as he went back to his journal. Hoping that this would be the end of the odd conversation with the gentlemen. It somewhat was. As he could hear both men quietly argueing among themselves about things he didn't quite catch. But he heard something about them not knowing where exactly they were. The darker haired man insisting that everything was going to be fine and that he didn't have to worry. While the lighter haired man tried to ask how he knew that, he just said that he knew. An answer that Jonathan knew most children wouldn't accept but this man seemed to let go. For the moment at the very least. He had hoped that both men were going to be quiet for the rest of the trip. Possibly just leave him alone and let him be. Then Jonathan noticed that both men turned their attention back to him. Examining him in a way that made him feel strangely vulnerable and exposed. Making him curl in on himself slightly in his seat. The darker haired man asked,"Sir?"

"Yes?",Jonathan questioned. Feeling highly uncomfortable that both men were staring at him like that. How they seemed to be so interested in him. Putting this feeling to the side, he set his journal and pencil to the side. Giving these men his full attention. The darker haired man asked,"I was just curious, what is your name?"

"Why, uh, why would you want to know that?",Jonathan questioned. Feeling highly uncomfortable that this weird man was asking him that. And how his companion was staring at him as well. The dark haired man explained that he was just curious. He wanted to properly introduce himself and his companion. That they weren't trying to scare him. It made him squirm slightly but Jonathan figured there wasn't any real harm in him telling these men his name. After all, they probably weren't going to see each other after this train ride. So what really was the harm in it? Jonathan answered,"My name is Jonathan Harker, sir."

The lighter haired man looked slightly confused as he turned to stare at his companion. Who had slowly turned to look at him as well. Clearly just as puzzled as his friend. Before he could ask anything, the darker haired man turned back to him. Terrible smile on his face as he said,"Nice to meet you, Jonathan. My name is Sherlock Holmes."

"And I am John Watson.",'John' said. Now Jonathan's eyebrows raised as he stared at the men in front of them. John Watson and Sherlock Holmes? That couldn't be. Those were just two fictional characters. There was no possible way that these men were them. He did his best to calm himself as he figured it was merely a coincidence that these men had these names. After all, it was a popular book series. Their parents could have just named them after their favorite characters. Them being together was just a funny coincidence as well. Jonathan forced a polite smile on his face as he stared from one person to another. Then he stated,"Well, it's lovely to meet you."

"Any specific reason you two are headed to Transylvania?",Jonathan asked. Curious if maybe they were like their fictional counterparts or not. And hoping that maybe they were just going for the sights. Or whatever friends did together. Sherlock answered,"Just sight seeing. It's been a while since either of us had a holiday from our jobs."

That vaguely made sense. But still didn't explain why he had to ask where the train was heading. Jonathan didn't point this out as he nodded his head. Then asked them what they did for a living. Sherlock answered that he was a detective while John said he was a doctor. That strangely didn't surprise Jonathan as he kept the smile on his face. Fully realizing that these men were completely weird as they allowed their names to dictate their lives. At least they seemed to be doing some good for the world in his mind. John asked,"What do you do for a living, Mr. Harker?"

"He's a real estate agent.",Sherlock answered. Surprising both John and Jonathan as they stared at him. Raising an eyebrow, Jonathan questioned,"How did you know that?"

"From the way that you're dressed and the files on your lap.",Sherlock stated. It wasn't enough of an explanation for Jonathan so he motioned for him to go on. And almost immediately regretted letting the man do so. As he pointed out the outfit that Jonathan wore was modest but in line with most real estate agent dress code for men. His files were official looking and had the initials of the company he worked for on them. It was, surprising. And slightly uncomfortable how easily the man came to the conclusion that he was a real estate agent. Especially since the clues themselves weren't all that obvious. And could've easily pointed to him being anything else. But he ignored that as he said,"Impressive, Mr. Holmes. You're almost exactly like your namesake, it's scary."

That comment seemed to do something to the other man. His eyebrow raised in slight confusion as he stared into Jonathan's face. John also giving him a strange look as well. Sherlock asked,"Namesake?"

"Well, yes. Your parents named you after the fictional character, right?",Jonathan questioned. Feeling a bit uncomfortable as the other man continued to stare at him confusedly. The other man asked,"Fictional character?"

"Yes, fictional. Sherlock Holmes is just a fictional character from a mystery novel.",Jonathan explained. Feeling slightly more uncomfortable as the men continued to stare at him in a strange way. Almost as if they thought something was wrong with Jonathan. It puzzled him slightly. These gentlemen didn't think they were the actual Sherlock Holmes and John Watson, did they? There was no way that they could. It just wasn't possible. Jonathan chewed the inside of his cheek again as he stared from one man to the other. Then towards the door as he debated running through them. But figured the men could possibly stop him and overpower him before he could get close enough. So he remained seated as the man who called himself 'Sherlock' said,"Sir, I think you're quite mistaken. We were not merely named after the 'fictional characters'."

"We are actually Sherlock Holmes and John Watson.",Sherlock insisted. John nodding his head in agreement as he stared into Jonathan's eyes. Jonathan immediately started thinking of ways to get away from these men as he stared back. Feeling highly unsafe as his mind was racing with thoughts. In a low voice, he muttered,"That's not possible. That just can't be possible."

"Well, it is.",John assured. The matter of factness to his tone made Jonathan feel even more uncomfortable as he curled into himself. His eyes widened briefly and he frowned slightly as he stared at them. Then he started to laugh. It wasn't something that he intended and it surprised himself along with the men. Jonathan continued to laugh as he held his hands over his stomach. The laughter lasting only a few moments before he asked,"Oh, oh man. Who set you two up to this? Was it Mina?"

"Did Mina pay you guys to prank me?",he continued. Figuring that his fiance was just messing with him. It wouldn't be the first time she had gone through the trouble of pulling a prank like this. Though it was more elaborate than her last one. And a lot more odd than her last one as well. Both men glanced between each other before looking back at him. John questioned,"Wilhelmina Harker or Murray?"

"Murray. She's not my wife just yet.",Jonathan answered. They were planning on having their wedding for next Spring. If they had enough money together that was. Grinning slightly, he continued,"Jesus Christ. She's really outdone herself this time."

"I'm going to have to work hard to get her back for this.",he added. His brief moment of merriment died down as he noticed neither man was laughing. And neither man looked to be joking in the slightest bit. An icy chill of fear washing down his spine as he glanced between them. In a low voice, Jonathan asked,"Wait, wait a moment. Are you both serious?"

"Yes, we're serious.",John answered. Looking a bit exasperated as he set his hands in his lap. Sherlock nodding his head in agreement. Keeping that strange smile on his face as he added,"Your fiance didn't hire us to prank you, Mr. Harker."

"We're the real John Watson and Sherlock Holmes.",Sherlock stated. This was just messed up. He couldn't understand how either man could believe they were the fictional characters. Or what made them so interested in pretending either. Jonathan tried to put these pieces together as the men visually inspected him. Then turned to look at each other and started speaking quietly to each other. After a few seconds, John asked,"The man that you're visiting. Would his name happen to be 'Count Vlad Dracula'?"

"...how in the Hell would you know that?",Jonathan asked. The name of his client wasn't that visible on the files that he had. Nor had he mentioned his client's name to either of these gentlemen. They didn't answer him as they quietly discussed something between them. Something that Jonathan didn't really pay much attention to as he debated bolting out of his car. Run to the nearest employee and beg for help. Just as he gathered enough courage to start rising, Sherlock said,"The man that you're about to visit isn't someone you should see alone. He's a very dangerous individual that believes he's a vampire."

"...what?",Jonathan muttered. The only thing that he could say as Sherlock told him things about his client that he hadn't known. How his client didn't have servants. Along with terrible things that his client had done. When he was finished, Jonathan asked,"Just how in the Hell do you know all of these things?"

Sherlock and John exchanged a look between themselves. It was almost as if they didn't want to tell him how they knew. His eyebrows raised even more when John answered,"We read about it in the book called 'Dracula'."