"Van Helsing, can I come look with you?"

"You? But you and I have different goals in our search here..." Van Helsing says.

"...Do you not want me to come along?" I ask.

"Hmph. Do as you please. I don't care as long as your stay out of my way." Van Helsing says.

"All right... I'll join you, then." I say.

We leave the others behind and enter one of the rooms along the main hallway.

The room is filled with books, documents, and piles of paper, all stacked up and crammed anywhere they can fit.

"There's so much here... Did Frankenstein really leave all this behind?" I ask.

"Tch... This is going to take longer than I thought. There's more here than we can get through in a single day..." Van Helsing says. "Maybe. Either way, we'll have to get looking. We'll just have to check everything we can get our hands on."

"All right."

For a while, we continue searching through the documents in silence.

"It's a bit soon, but I'm going to thank you." Van Helsing suddenly speaks without any hesitation. "If I was working alone, I probably never would have never any able to location this facility. It was a good choice to collaborate with you."

"We have to say the same thing. You've helped us in so many ways already. Thank you, Van Helsing." I say.

"Hmph... We're in a collaborative partnership. It's only natural that I would help." Van Helsing sighs, apparently bored, and begins looking through the documents again.

I look at her serious expression and begin to wonder why it is that she's trying to look into Pretorius' secret. Even right now, when we are at the brink of learning the truth of so many things here, my mind is focused on Van Helsing.

The reason why she is trying to find out about Pretorius' immortality. When she confronted Pretorius on the train, she was so heated. Van Helsing definitely said that she would kill Pretorius.

"Van Helsing... Do you hate Pretorius?" I ask.

"What about her?" Van Helsing asks.

"It's nothing, just... I'm curious about your past." I just genuinely want to know about this woman in front of me.

Abigail Van Helsing.

I wish I knew more about her.

"It's a personal issue. You don't need to know about it." The sternness in her voice seems to tell me how distance our hearts are...

It makes me feel lonely.

Van Helsing kisses me. Her lips meet mine, soft and warm.

I close my eyes and let myself sink into the moment, feeling her hands gently running through my hair. As our kiss deepens, I can feel the tension in her body start to melt away.

When she pulls back, I'm left breathless. "We should continue searching."

"Right," I say, still a little dazed from the kiss. We both return to our search through the piles of documents.