Young Dracula Season 5: Outtakes

I hate headaches… I have been doing an assessment most of today – other than writing the previous outtake. I'm taking another break to write this in the hopes my head will calm down.

We got to see in episode 13 (I hope you've all seen it…) Sally's goodbye. But not George's, I guess I understand why. But because as you all might have figured I'm rather fond of George – I am planning to do an entire story around her – and she deserves a real goodbye.

I don't own Young Dracula.

A Final Goodbye – based during episode 13 of season 5

George came in, she knew Vlad wanted to talk to their mother alone and then to her alone.

But they weren't alone. The Count was sat on his throne, but didn't appear to be paying attention… in fact the only way to describe how the Count looked right now was… emotional.

Something was wrong…

"George," she heard her brother and then spotted him by the fire. George hesitantly walked over, and stood right in front of him.

Vlad crouched down so they were on the same level, him the same height as his sister.

"You're not coming with us, are you?" George guessed.

"I can't," he told her sadly. "I'm a vampire, I chose not to be human. But, I'm going to go travelling now just like I planned."

"Can't I go with you?" she pleaded. "You know I have always wanted to travel, and I trust you."

"I can't George," he told her softly. "You're my sister… and I love you," He had a hard time speaking those word, but he felt it was important George knew because his mother knew he loved her without him telling her. But with George he knew he had to tell her to assure her he loved her too, just as much as Ingrid, his mother and his father. "And that's why you can't come. You'll always be at risk knowing me. I'm the Chosen One, it's too dangerous for you and for Mum."

George began to tremble. "You're my only brother. I don't want to lose you."

"You won't," he promised. "But George… this is difficult. But you have to forget. We have to make you forget us. For your own sake."

"No," she had begun to cry, but managed to stop herself from sobbing. "Mum wouldn't…"

"She's already been mindwiped George. I wanted to say goodbye to you last because… well, I never expected to have a half-sister. You're what I wanted Ingrid to be and I wanted you to know that. No matter what, no matter where I go you'll always be my sister." Vlad opened his arms and she went into them, hugging him tightly.

"I love you," she murmured hiding her face into his shoulder.

"I love you too," he murmured back. "Keep Mum safe for me, okay?"

George pulled away and nodded. "I promise."

"And…" Vlad paused. "Make sure you achieve your dreams George. You can do it. You're stubborn and a fighter. You deserve to get what you want. Make it come true and live a happy life."

"I'll try," she whispered and noticed the Count had come over.

Vlad stood straight and backed away.

The Count leaned down to look at George. "It's a shame…"

"What is?" She asked, wiping the tears from her face because she had managed to stop crying.

"That we have to do this, there is no other choice though," he paused. "You'd have made a great daughter. You can stand up to Ingrid, and that takes some doing. It's a shame you and your mother cannot stay. It would make life a lot more interesting."

George shrugged. "Interesting is my middle name," she joked. "But thanks, Count."

He smiled faintly at her. "You're welcome."

"Take of Vlad," She instructed him.

"I don't need to," he looked over his shoulder briefly. "Like I told your mother… Vlad can take care of himself now. But you take care of yourself George, and your mother. She deserves a good life, and so do you."

"I'll try," George said. "But it's not going to be the same without you all. You're part of my family now, whether I remember you or not. In my heart, you'll all be there."

"We'll always remember you George." The Count promised.

The last thing that George remembered before her memory was wiped was her brother, looking upset but mouthing. "I promise."

Georgina wondered down the corridor looking for her Mum, and then remembered, she was in the bedroom.

Why had they even come here in the first place? It was cold, damp and dark. Not exactly welcoming.

But George couldn't shake the feeling something was wrong, her heart was pounded unevenly and felt hollow… empty, like she had just said goodbye to someone she loved. It was the same feeling she felt when her father died.

Why did she feel like this?

George reached the room and turned around looking at the gothic corridor.

"I love you," she said, not loudly but enough for Vlad who was watching to hear. She didn't understand why she was saying what she was saying. "… I hope we meet again… Goodbye."

George entered the room her brother's eyes one her, he felt like he would cry. But he couldn't let himself, he'd made his decision and he couldn't go back on it.

Still, one day… maybe he may see his family again…

I almost cried as I wrote this, on the bright side… my head isn't hurting as much. The last outtake was emotional, so was this one. The next one is going to be worse… much worse. I may actually cry as I write it, but it's what I feel needs to be written. To me the best stories are emotional roller-coasters.

Thank you for reading and please review!

C

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