When a mysterious canine attack occurred in the Romanian region of Transylvania, it not only brought the legendary Van Helsing back to a location he had attempted to forget, but it also made him realize that his battle with Count Dracula was far fro...
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It's midnight and they aren't back yet. At this point I'm thinking the worst. The CIA got them. I sit up in my bed and tears fell. Shadow jumped onto the bed looking at me with his little head tilting. "Hi shadow. They aren't back as yet and I think I'm going to lose my fucking mind if my phone doesn't go--
Looks like God heard me. Quickly I answer my phone hoping it's Simon with good but instead it's Aiden. Oh my baby brother it's been so long since we talked. "Why on earth are you up this late Aiden Carlyle Slovak."
"Because you haven't called me all day and I didn't want to go to bed until I heard your annoying voice." He admits and I chuckle with a sniff. "Oh my goodness are you crying?" Here goes the hundredth lie I've told since Gabriel came into my life.
"I just really miss Quinn." This was truthful. "I know and there's literally no sign of him." As Aiden talked to me about the feedback from the search party I got up from my bed and went to the window.
I look back at shadow who was fast asleep so adorable I want to take a picture of him. "I just know Mrs Turner is losing her marbles after getting him back then losing him again. A mother's pain."
Suddenly I hear a car pull up on my driveway. I stayed on the phone with Aiden as he babbled away while I ran to the living room and looking through the window. It's Quinn and the others.
"Aiden sweetie I'm getting a bit tired so tomorrow then?" I asked with a wide smile on my face. He tells me okay and hung up.
I rushed out to help them, my emotions swirling like a tempest within my. Quinn stood before me, his expression weary yet filled with gratitude. "Janet," he said, his voice tinged with exhaustion. "We made it back."
Tears welled up in my eyes as i enveloped Quinn in a tight embrace, her relief washing over her like a tidal wave. "Thank God you're safe," i whispered, my voice choked with emotion.
Quinn returned the embrace, his arms wrapping around me in a gesture of reassurance. "We had some close calls, but we managed to pull through," he said, his voice filled with gratitude.
As i pulled back from the embrace, i took in the sight of the others - Simon, Nicholas, and Robyn - standing behind Quinn, their expressions a mix of weariness and determination.
"Thank you all for bringing him back," I said, my voice trembling with emotion. "I don't know what I would have done if anything had happened to him."
Simon stepped forward, a reassuring smile on his face. "It was our pleasure, Janet. Quinn is like family to us, and we wouldn't have let anything happen to him."
I nodded, my heart overflowing with gratitude. "Please, Robyn and Nicholas come inside. You must be exhausted. I'll make some tea."
As they made their way inside, i couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the air. i couldn't help but wonder what dangers still lurked in the shadows, and what trials lay ahead for Quinn and the others. But for now, I was grateful for their safe return, and I vowed to do whatever it took to keep them safe from harm.
