Chapter 3

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Elizabeth had been working as a physical therapist at a nearby clinic since the end of college three years prior. She enjoyed giving encouragement her patients and getting them healthy once again always brought back a smile to her face.

"That's it. Just bend your leg like that for the next week, before your next appointment with me, and you will start walking again in no time." She smiled at the boy.

He looked back up at her with a smile as he kept practicing the movement on his crutches. The boy's mother brushed her hand across his back, guiding him to the door.

"Thank you!" He called back. He continued out the door.

Elizabeth heard a small giggle behind her. She looked and saw her coworker and friend, Tori, shook her head with a smile as she wrote down the next appointment time.

"What?"

Tori took in a short breath and raised her eyebrows without looking up. "Sorry, I just find it funny that you seem happier here than on your honeymoon with Victor, Mrs. Alucard. But admit it, you weren't that happy at your wedding, were you?"

"First of all, I still go by Elizabeth Van Harker. Second of all, I will admit I wasn't that happy about marrying him. Victor is what most girls want in a man, but let just say that it was a proposal I couldn't refuse." Elizabeth looked off into the distance.

Tori looked at her with concern for a moment before letting the subject drop right as two men entered the lobby of the fitness center. "Hello, how may I help you?"

"We would like to speak to Elizabeth Van Harker." One said.

"I'm Elizabeth Van Harker. What can I do for you?" she asked crossing her arms.

The men looked at each other then back at her. "May we speak in private?"

Elizabeth nodded and led them out of the building. The crisp autumn air nipped at her skin as she waited for them to start talking. Finally they spoke.

"Well, I will say that this is an honor to meet a direct decedent of Abraham Van Helsing." The darker one laughed. "But I would like to warn you. Because of your union with the Victor Dracula. You will be the target to many vampire hunters who think you as a traitor."

"I didn't betray anyone."

"Yes." The other spoke, "But there are few that believe that this selfless act for the two races was actually a Van Helsing becoming a vampire lover and went against her kind."

"I don't even like Victor."

The darker one nodded his head. "We understand that, but we believe that you simply don't care about your people anymore."

"Wait." Elizabeth said, holding up her hand. "What did you say?"

"It's such a shame that we have to kill you." The dark brunet said shortly after.

They attacked, hoping to pin her down and take her out there. But they were miss informed about her abilities. She was a master in self-defense and easily slipped away. Sadly, one of their knives connected with the palm of her hand, leaving a deep cut. She began to run, as far as she could. With a little tactics she would be able to lose them within the crowd of the large city.

She entered the shopping center, holding her bleeding hand close to her body. The blood began to stain he clothes and she hid within the store. A young attendant walked up to her and checked on her.

"Madam? Are you alright, your bleeding."

Elizabeth's breaths came out in wheezes. The attendant acted fast and brought a small first aid kit that was kept in the back. She carefully wrapped the cut to help stop the bleeding. Elizabeth stayed silent.

"She has to be in here, somewhere. Find her." One of the men from earlier said.

Elizabeth's eyes widened as she held her bandaged hand closer to her. The attendant caught on to the problem, thinking quickly she eased Elizabeth's mind.

"I'll distract them long enough for you to get away. But you might want to hide somewhere else for a while until you can escape."

Elizabeth nodded. Shortly waiting for the kind young woman to do what she planned. She approached them and began to talk to the men. After a few moments, Elizabeth took the chance to leave the store before entering another to hide for the moment. Hopefully, she would find her way out of this predicament.

By the time she entered her living place, night had set in and she knew that Victor would be awake. Unwrapping her hand, she went to the large kitchen and ran water on her hand before wrapping it with a large amount of paper towels. She took in several deep breaths before she turn and lost it all to the sudden sight of Victor.

"What do you want?" She asked with fury as she tried to calm her heart.

"You were supposed to be home several hours ago." He lifted his arm at the clock. "Where were you?"

She let out a sound of disgust. "For your information, I was attacked by some hunters. I had to spend some time making sure I lost them."

He looked down and saw her tightly wrapped hand. "What happened?"

"None of your business." Her teeth were tightly clamped together.

With lightning speed, stuck her between him and the counter. "It is my business when it deals with the safety of my wife."

He grabbed the wrist of her injured hand causing some of the paper towels to fall off, revealing some of the blood. Victor's eyes widened at the smell of cruor, making him back off and hit the opposite counter, covering his mouth and nose.

She rolled her eyes and wrapped her hand again before leaving him in the room for a while. She returned with a small cup filled with the scarlet fluid and pushed it towards him. Victor took it and drank the substance with one gulp.

"How did you…?"

"How did I know where you keep your stash? I'm your wife, not an idiot." Elizabeth said with her arms crossed.

He let out a sigh. "Thank you."

"I didn't do it for you," She looked away with a glare. "I did it to make sure I don't end up with a vampire biting my neck."

Victor was silent for a moment. "Speaking of which, my father would like us to join him for dinner on the weekend and spend the night there. He wants to make up for missing our wedding."

"Fine."

"We are not going."

"Why?"

"Because you don't know my Father like I do." Victor explained.

She retaliated. "It would be rude to refuse your father. I will be going, with or without you."

"You are not going!"

"Yes, I am!"

"Fine, but not without me!" She jumped at his voice.

"I am not going to let him get near you. I see there is no way to change your mind, so I will go, because I fully intend to protect you."