Van Helsing (Cont.)

"Enough to be able to get rid of a lot of powerful ones," Van Helsing answered. "Why do you ask?"

 

"I'm sorry," Edward began suddenly. "I'm sorry for not been able to tell you more. John could get into your mind and... then we'd all be at a loss. Do you understand?"

 

He knows nothing about me, Lestat muttered, almost to himself.

 

Hannah tilted her head and looked at Edward. "Is that it? I've kept secrets from him before." She paused. "Well," She lowered her eyes again. "Not for long. I understand... I really do trust you."

Beatrice shrugged as lightheartedly as she could. "Just wondering."

So that's it is it? John mused. Hannah, Hannah, Hannah, you are so naive.

 

"Just wondering..." Van Helsing repeated. "Really, now?"

 

"Thank you," Edward smiled. "That means a lot ot me, you know."

 

John... Lestat began, smiling to himself. Aren't you hungry?

 

Hannah smiled. "You could have just told me this in the first place."

Beatrice nodded, trying to be more enthusiastic. "I just don't think it's fair to go killing something you don't know enough about."

If you're inviting me for brunch, John began. I've filled myself for now.

 

"Ah, I see," Van Helsing nodded. "That makes sense."

 

"I thought you'd be upset," Edward murmured. "I guess I should have taken the chance earlier, huh?"

 

Alright, Lestat shrugged at John. I don't need blood anyway... just wondering what you were up to in this lovely morning...

 

"I like an explination better than silence." Hannah answered plainly. "Now, can we go for that walk?"

Beatrice looked at the floor. "I was kind of wondering about what the plan for Dracula is too."

Just keeping tabs on Hannah and Jake. John murmured. He really is pissed off at Hannah. Seeing as the full moon is next night, he'll probably make a reckless decision and get himself killed if he runs into Hannah.

 

"For those answers we talk to speak with Carl as well," Van Helsing replied. "He's the one with all the research... and you heard what Edward said..."

 

"Of course," Edward smiled, putting an arm around her shoulder. "Anywhere in particular?"

 

That would be interesting, Lestat thought. But do you want the hunter dead?

 

"Just outside. I hate being confined." Hannah bit her lip. "Not that I'm caged or anything, I just wish that I could walk through a crowd of people at high noon and have no problems."

"Right," Beatrice agreed. "It is interesting... I wouldn't have guessed it."

For several reasons. John seethed.

 

"Who could have?" Van Helsing mused. "I'm just figuring out how to do it..."

 

"Okay, let's go," Edward said, starting down the stairs. "Tomorrow night is going to be hard..." he started suddenly.

 

Well, you're detailed, Lestat laughed.

 

Hannah nodded. "A lycan's first moon and two werewolves. Sounds like fun." She said sarcasitcally. "Oh, and let's not forget the town full of innocent people."

"Well Edward could..." Beatrice started but faded off. "Hm...."

John grit his teeth. First, he intends to kill Hannah. Second, he's just as arrogant as any other mutt, which annoys the hell out of me. And third, he's killed serval vampires already. Some of which I knew. His mind is open to what he gives no thought. And he doesn't even notice the prying.