Disclaimer: Do I look like Greg Wiesmen or Steven Summers? I, didn't thinks so!
"You what?" shouted the friar, attracting the stares of several the passers by that shared the streets Vatican City with them.
"Not so loud." Van Helsing urged. He hopped that confiding in Carl would not prove to be a mistake.
"Sorry." Carl lowered his voice to a rather loud whisper. "Then why did you tell Jinnette that..."
"I lied. One did survive. I said that none had only to protect her."
Carl glared at him with mock understanding
"Oh, so it's a her, is it, that explains everything!"
Van Helsing grew defensive.
"It's not like that. She's only a child. She needed me Carl." He began walking faster. It was nearly sunset and he needed to get back to his quarters before his little one awoke. Once, while they were still on the road, he had left the camp at dusk to gather firewood and returned to find her in a desperate panic.
"I thought something happened to you." She had whispered between sobs. On the rare occasions that she spoke, her voice was always hushed and timid. "I thought maybe he had…"
"No, I'm fine. I left for a moment, but I—I won't let you wake up alone again."
"Promise?" she had asked. Looking down at her, Van Helsing realized that she would have believed him if he swore to fetch her the moon.
"I promise."
"Van Helsing, wait!" Carl's voice dragged him back to the present. He stopped and allowed the friar to catch up.
"She's lost everything she had in this world, her home, her family…it's all gone. And I'm the reason for it. I rode into her home with Canmore. I found her trail, pointed out the hill." He had to make him understand. "And the worst part is that despite all of this, I'm all she has. She needs me, Carl."
And Carl, for his part, did try to understand. This was not some merciful whim, but a painful burden. The child must be a constant reminder of Van Helsing's crimes, but he was determined to care for her in spite of his pain. The monster hunter had always been a glutton for punishment.
"All right." he sighed, raising his hands in surrender. "I'll help you. But if that thing bites me, I swear . . . "
Van Helsing shook his head, and smiled a little. The two continued towards his apartments.
"She won't bite you Carl."
"Are you sure?" the friar asked\. "Maybe I should stop at the armory and get some padding . . . just in case."
"Carl." Van Helsing warned.
"What? It never hurts to be prepared."
"Carl."
"Alright, but I'm holding you accountable for any bodily injury"
"Carl!"
"Oh fine!"
A/N : Mucho gracias a Almu para los hechos en el Iglesia Catolica. !Tu ingles es muy bien!. If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that English wasn't your first language. If it would be easer for you to review in Spanish, you could. I took it as a second language in school & would probably be able to understand you. I wish my Spanish was as good as your English!
The chapter title "Revelations" has nothing to do with the book in the bible and everything to do w/ an ep of Gargoyles. Matt Bluestone ultimate "good cop".