Van Helsing

Emily's mind raced for a second and then fear gripped her heart and she couldn't think anything straight. "WILL!" she screamed, unable to look away from Lestat's black eyed, hungry, gaze. "HELP ME!" she shrieked.

Will heard the scream and grit his teeth, only wishing she would shut up.

 

"It's Lestat," Edward managed, putting his head back now and gasping. "He's... he's got someone else. I can hear his thoughts... and I didn't even try! It hurts, and the b.astard is doing it to me on purpose!"

 

Lestat winced. They should know by now that when they scream I only bite faster.

He slapped a rough hand over her mouth, wrapping his other arm around her shoulders and pulling her tightly to him. "Now, mon cherie," he muttered, his lips inches from her throat, "you really shouldn't yell. It makes things worse for you and better for me."

 

Hannah took her hands back to clench them in her lap. "My opnion of him is only getting worse." She muttered.

John exagerated a frown. "Would you mind drawing a map for me in the dirt then?"

 

Tears were streaming down her face now. She thought of her mother and father and siblings, they thought she was asleep in bed. Will... why did you leave me? Why did I sneak out? He's going to kill me! And my family won't know what happened! "Please..." her word was muffled by his hand.

 

Angelyn got down from her horse, suddenly transfixed by the man's eyes. But instead of drawing a map in the dirt, she just stared the stranger.

 

"We need him," Edward snapped, though not at Hannah. He forced himself to not let Lestat transfer anything to his mind. His breathing started to become regular and he tried to smile at her.

"It's okay," Edward sighed. "I'm fine... well, I'd be better if you were holding me."

 

Lestat frowned, trying his best to cast his sweetest, most calming spell over her. He decided to be gentle at first, kissing her tears off her cheeks, his hand releasing slowly off her mouth so his lips could touch hers. He could feel her breath calm, his other hand running up and down her back, soothing her sobs.

"Les pauvres ont perdu la dame," he murmured softly in French. "My poor lost lady..."

 

Emily recognized the feeling, instant calm. And she, too used to it from Will, grabbed hold of the feeling without thinking, condeming herself to death. She kissed him back and her tears stopped.

 

Hannah smiled and took Edward's hands. "You know... when I'm not near him, I really don't like him. Tell me again what it is you need from him."

John smiled sweetly. "Miss, you really shouldn't be out here alone. Would you allow me to acompany you?"

 

Angleyn nodded. "Y-Yes, thank you. I'm Angelyn Von Cullen."

 

"He knows how I can kill John and still have you for the rest of my life," Edward explained, squeezing her hands.

 

Lestat sighed, moaning with triumph against her lips. He sunk his teeth into the sides of her mouth, drawing a prefect ring of blood into his own. He swallowed her screams with the hot liquid that rushed into the roof of his mouth. Feeling her begin to fall limp in his arms, Lestat slowly lowered her to the forest floor, her ripped mouth parting in a silent scream as he pulled his fangs out of her flesh. He sunk the red teeth into her wrist now, bringing up a final and heavier flow of blood. His eyes rolled back, and any noise or plea she made only heightened his esctasy like nothing else could. He regretted having to slow and stop as her heartbeat, which had been deafening in his ears, slowed to a heavy stop.

"I know, my dear," Lestat gasped, standing and pushing back his lovely, blonde hair. "Death is something I longed for once as well."

He sighed, the Bach song starting to come back into his ears, and he began to drift along once more, distantly following the carriages.

 

"Can't we just have Van Helsing get that out of him?" Hannah sighed.

John's smile widened as he recognized the name from Hannah's thoughts. "My name is John. Where are you headed?"

 

"I have a feeling Van Helsing will be no use against Lestat," Edward admitted. "They are too different... Lestat would best him somehow, and he said he would give me the answer for some reason."

 

"To Transylvania." Angelyn answered.

 

"Transylvania? That's an odd area for a young girl like you." John said. "Hannah, I've got a little present for you the next time we meet."

"I don't see why he would-" Hannah stopped at the sound of John's voice. She bit her tongue, squeezing Edward's hands. What present... could you possibly give me...?

"It's a surprise." John smothered a laugh. "I'll be happy to go with you, Miss Von Cullen."

 

"Hannah?" Edward asked, putting a hand to her cheek. "What's the matter? He is bothering you, too?"

 

"That's kind of you, but this is something I need to do alone." Angelyn said, coming back to her senses when John's attention was off her.

 

"No, it was John." Hannah said, untensing once John had left her. "I'm okay."

John locked his red eyes with Angelyn's bright blue ones. "I think you'll enjoy the company. Saftey in numbers."