Van Helsing (Cont.)

OOC: oh baby... angry hugh is like hiro status! "BAD ASS!" :D

"That's not something to 'just ask,'" Van Helsing retorted, sharply turning their direction back at the castle.

 

"I don't," Edward replied, unable to laugh. "Just don't bite her and I'll be fine... well, even if you did that I don't know... oh, I'm joking!" he added quickly, seeing the look on her face.

 

"I shall see you later this evening," Lestat replied with an unnecessarily low bow, and turned to leave.

 

"Don't joke about that," Hannah said seriously. "She might do something that would make me want to."

Beatrice glanced at Jinx. "So do you think we can trust Anna?"

"My apologies," Michael sighed. "I didn't mean to offend you."

 

"It's okay," Van Helsing sighed, though his hands stayed clenched in fists. "I have a bit of a temper sometimes..."

 

"Sorry," Edward apologized, swallowing his smile. "Hey, you'll be fine. I'll be there to help you if you need it. Shall we go see who's up?"

 

"Not really, she wants us dead." Jinx answered, sadly. "But it's her job. If I were here I probably wouldn't trust us an inch either."

 

Hannah nodded in agreement. "We're not going through that mirror-door anytime soon are we?"

"I noticed," Michael smiled.

"We're not going to eat her," Beatrice muttered.

 

Van Helsing opened the castle door and followed Michael inside. "I guess we're going to face Miss Anna's questions this morning and afternoon," he began, changing the subject.

 

"I don't know," Edward replied, sitting up and walking to the door to open it for her. "I'm more worried about seeing Bee and making sure she's okay."

 

Jinx laughed quietly. "Of course not. But you remember human paranoia, scary stories, and how easily shadows become monsters in the dark. Imagine coming face to face with real monsters and then told they're your friends." she shrugged.

 

Hannah joined Edward. "I'm not letting her come with us. It's too dangerous."

"True," Michael agreed. "And I'm sure she has plenty of them."

Beatrice shivered. "I see your point."

 

Lestat walked slowly on the edge of the town, remembering a dull, painful conversation he had with Louis.

Have you suffered in my absence? he had asked when he returned to the house.

It was pure hell, Louis had answered dramatically, his blinding green eyes brimming with sad tears. Each risk you take hurts me. But that is my concern and fault...

Why do you love me? Lestat had prompted immediately, a random but necesarry question he always wanted to ask.

You know, Louis had replied with a depressed smile. You've always known. I wish I could be you. I wish I could know the joy you know all the time.

And that pain, you want that as well? Lestat had snapped back, slamming his fist on a table angrily.

Your pain? Certainly. I'll take your brand of pain anytime, as they say... God, Louis' awful repsonses! The things he said.

You smug, cynical lying b.astard! Lestat and cried back, stalking from the room to take out his fustration on some waterfront whore.

He sighed to himself now, crossing his arms across his chest under his cloak as he walked.

 

Jinx nodded as they reached the castle. "So, lets see if we can find the others." she smiled at Beatrice before opening the door and leting her in ahead of her.

 

"Oh, I can answer them," Van Helsing said with a crooked smile, stepping over to stand in front of the large, square, floor-length mirror.

 

"I don't think so," Edward replied, walking down the hallway to the main room again. "I know I would like some more information before I jump through that glass."

 

Jinx spotted Micheal and Van Helsing talking. "Oh good, I was worried everyone would be all over this place. It's really maze like in here." she said to Beatrice

 

"Edward," Hannah began carefully. "I'm staying here with Bee."

"It is," Beatrice agreed.

"Truthfully?" Michael questioned.

 

"Maybe. Here they are," Van Helsing muttered, nodding over and Jinx and Beatrice, trying his best to stay calm.

 

"What do you mean, staying here?" Edward questioned as they walked. "When?"