A/N: Oh, I know. You guys just adore me sooooooooooooooo much. I was rereading the other chapters and started thinking of this chapter, and thought that I should just try it. So, here you go.

Disclaimer: I do not in any way have ownership over Van Helsing and its characters, even though I would LOVE to own Hugh Jackman, Richard Roxburgh, David Wenham, and Will Kemp.
However, I do own the character Valisa, this fanfic, and I would appreciate greatly it if you wouldn't steal them from me, I'm very proud of 'em.

On with the story.

Unknown-Chapter 9-Rescued At Last

(Valisa's bedroom)

Her hands were sweating. She was afraid to move. Her mind was reeling. She didn't know what to do. She could leave the room, but what would that accomplish? Nothing, not unless she had a plan. She let go of the door knob.

She started to pace again.

"I see."

Van Helsing stared at the man in front of him. Strangely enough, his mind was calm. His heart wasn't racing. He just quirked an eyebrow. He could ask the question, but he knew Dracula would answer without it having to be said. He was creepy that way.

The count only chuckled softly. "I know you wish to understand why I have taken Valisa. And by all rights you should."

"Are you going to tell me, then?"

"Tsk, tsk, so impatient, Gabriel. But, do not worry; you shall know everything in time." Dracula's eyes flashed blue for a moment. "Perhaps, Valisa should tell you, hmm?"

Van Helsing's eyes grew a bit wider, and he stiffened. He didn't know exactly what the Count meant, but his gut told him it wasn't good.

Oh, this is hopeless. Valisa dropped on her bed. She had no idea what she should do. But she felt as though she needed to do something. Well, maybe I don't need a plan. Maybe I should just burst through the door, grab them and run. There that sounds like a plan. Kind of.

She sighed and looked around. What could she possibly do?

She closed her eyes. I could really use stake, a sword perhaps. Or even a knife, anything, really.

She started pacing…again. She was beginning to get frustrated. She felt helpless, completely and utterly helpless. It was the worst feeling in the world to her.

Then something caught her eye. She moved over to the end of the bed. Something was sticking out from under it. She grabbed it, very cautiously of course, and stifled a gasp. It was long silver stake.

Okay, now this is just a little bit unnerving. First my hunting gear, now this. I mean come on. She shook her head of all these thoughts. That's not important right now.

She looked at the door. She readied herself and took a deep breath.

It was now or never.

"What exactly are you talking about?" The uneasiness in his stomach was steadily growing.

Dracula smirked. Never a good sign.

"You ask too many questions, Gabriel." Van Helsing resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "I told all will be revealed in time." He shook his head. "Patience never was one of your strong points."

"Listen, Count, I don't-" Van Helsing was cut off by his sentence when all of sudden the glint of something sharp poked through Dracula's chest. What the…

He then saw Valisa come from behind Dracula. She grabbed his arm and yelled "Come on!" He was quickly snapped out of his stupor, and seized Carl by the arm, who had absolutely no idea what just happened.
They ran down the hall, down the stairs, running as fast as they could.

It suddenly occurred to Valisa that she heard no sounds of anyone chasing them. No shriek of the wives, no furious roar of Dracula. Nothing. Not a sound.

She'd known, of course that stabbing him would not kill him. She'd only hoped that it would allow them a little bit of time to gain a head start.

So, then why was no one chasing them?

Suddenly, she felt a pang in her chest. She felt unbelievable pain, and glanced down to see if she was bleeding; she wasn't. She looked back up and felt a wave of dizziness wash over her. She kept running, however she feel herself stumbling. She tightened her grip on Van Helsing's arm.

"Valisa? Valisa?" She could him calling her name vaguely. She was having difficulty keeping her eyes open.

She saw the door. They were getting very close. It swam in and out of her sight. She could still hear Van Helsing's voice, though it was very distant. They'd reached the door. She was suddenly surrounded by an extremely bright light.


Everything faded to black.

Dracula let the stake drop to the floor. He rubbed his chest absently. He walked down the hallway casually. He noticed his three brides standing at the end of the hallway, waiting for him.

"Master, are you sure it was wise, letting them escape?" Marishka asked tentatively.

"Yes, Marishka. I'm sure of it." Dracula smiled.

Aleera looked at him confused. "But Master," she began, "you said it was best that she be here. That we must keep an eye on her, to make sure that she was safe and protected from harm."

Dracula put an arm around them. "Do not worry, my dears, she will be well protected, I'm quite certain. And besides, she will not stay away too long. She is, after all, a true vampire now."

Valisa awoke to the sound of hooves beating on a gravel road. She looked over and saw Carl smiling at her, from underneath his hood. She managed a small smile back

She lifted her head up, which she noticed had been currently lying in someone's lap. She turned, and saw Van Helsing smiling softly at her.

"Glad to see you're awake, princess. You were out for a while. We were worried about you."

She stared at him for a moment. Then suddenly she latched herself onto him, feeling relieved tears well up in her eyes.

She felt strong arms wrap around her, and the familiar feeling of hand stroking her hair. It was almost as if she was a young child again, having just woken up from a nightmare, clinging and constantly pleading for him to make the scary monsters go away.

She heard him gently shush her, claiming everything was going to be okay.

And though she greatly wished for this to be true, she knew deep down, that everything was not going to be okay.

Well, that seems to be a good place to leave off for now. I realized there were some spots where I could've been evil and stopped there, but to be quite honest with you I didn't want to.

While writing this my brain kept screaming at me: if you want to leave it in a cliffhanger, at least let them get out of the freaking palace!

Yes, I'd grown quite annoyed at prolonging their escape, as well.

Anyway, I hope this was to your liking. I tried to make sure it was long enough for you. Sorry if it wasn't.

I also hope no one seemed OOC. I was a bit nervous about that. Especially Van Helsing, it's supposed to be that he's kind of softened up a bit since he started taking care of Valisa. Please kindly let me know if he was OOC.

Again, I'm SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry about the long update. I was going to update this before Valentine's Day, as a sort of present but couldn't seem to come up with a good end for the chapter, or I just couldn't get on the computer. I will TRY AS HARD AS I CAN to update quicker next time.

Sorry for any spelling or grammatical errors.

See you again soon, hopefully.

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