DRACULA: A VERY SPECIAL FLAVOUR

The Brooding Beast - Part 4

There was a lot going on at the beach. Dr Zoe Van Helsing approached the dark figure that waded out of the cold waters of the North Sea. The spotlight from the noisy helicopter over head had the suspect in it's halo. The stranger to these foreign shores looked somewhat bewildered at first, but then began to slowly understand that he had laid dormant for so long.

"Welcome to England, Count Dracula...", called out Zoe over the noise. Armed men and women were around her.

Her hair was blowing in her face. But the din of the helicopter was fading into the background. Her smile of greeting slighted, there was something wrong...

"Why have you brought me back here?", she cried.

Dracula was soaking wet and looking straight at her in the spotlight, "because you think about me"

She shook her head at him, "I don't"

Count Dracula laughed at her as he approached, "Dr Zoe Van Helsing...reading a book...Pride and Prejudice? I have no idea what the reading is about, but you seem to be captivated by one chapter..."

Zoe shook her head, why couldn't she hear the helicopter...where had all the armed guards gone?

He ran a hand through his wet hair and across his face as he stopped in front of her on the sand, "I...coming out of the water all soaking wet...you standing there now...looking up to me...staring into my eyes as I stare into yours..."

Zoe was paralyzed, she looked to his face, the wet hair, the grin, the strong arms, the wet shirt clinging to his masculine body, "stop this...", she whispered, barely an utter.

"Stop what?"

"This! Get out of my head"

Dracula was amused as he tilted his head, "now, who is to say I am in your head...you could just as easily be in mine"

She shook her head vigorously, "Impossible!"

He breathed hard and moved his face closer to hers, dark eyes pooling, "you're trembling...", he whispered.

"It's cold"

Closer...

"I'm cold"

Closer...

"So..."

Too close

"You want me..."

A tear fell down her cheek, "No"

Lips barely apart, the salt water she could now taste, "then stop me..."

Zoe Van Helsing opened her eyes...it was a dream, just for a moment there, she thought he had found her. That he had over come her mind block to him.

She looked up to the clock above the cooker, and stood, she would be here soon...

VV

Andrea Darlington approached the room and knocked on the door. She could hear movement inside and then a multitude of locks and bolts. The door opened.

A some what gaunt face looked out to her. Eyes rather sunken and inflicted with dark rings.

Andrea broke the silence by clearing her throat, "...Dr Van Helsing?"

She nodded and pulled Andrea inside and locked up the door again. Andrea watched her with a forming frown, "isn't that to the extreme?"

"Is Jack with you?"