The air in the Hellsing estate hung heavy with sorrow as the faithful servants of Sir Integra Faribrook Wingates Hellsing stood by her bedside. The stern faced, blonde haired knight lay bedridden, unable to move or even speak without wheezing heavily. Seras held Integra's steady hand tightly, trying to keep calm, while Walter saw to it that the woman was comfortable.
"I…want Alucard here," the dying head of Hellsing gasped out, a fit of coughs overtaking her shortly afterward.
"As do I," the butler agreed, sighing heavily. The old man had given up on trying to get her to relax and stay quiet hours ago when she threatened to castrate him if he advised her to calm down again.
"Miss Integra, master told me to give this to you before the order sealed him away..he told me I would know when the time was right.." Seras whispered, taking a letter out of the breast pocket of her uniform, offering it to the older woman.
"Read..it to me…Seras.." the olive skinned Hellsing ordered.
"Y-yes, of course," the Draculina said with a nod, and opened the letter, looking toward Walter for approval.
The butler nodded curtly, and the blue eyed Police Girl began to read the parchment allowed.
'My Master,
I know now that our time together is coming to an end, and as you lay in bed withering away I have to ask myself how I feel about being locked away in the dungeon that I am so familiar with. I have come to the conclusion that I do not want to rot away in that basement again, but I have no choice. My heart aches with the knowledge that soon I will be put to rest to never wake again as it is highly unlikely that Rosalie will ever need me. She will bloom and grow without any knowledge of the corpse that rots just floors below her. As I have for years before, I will protect and serve her as loyally as I have you and your ancestors. Do not leave her ignorant because you fear that she is not strong enough. I sense the same strength and ferocity in her that I did in you, and your father before you. I will remember you as more than just my master, I will remember you as a woman who fears nothing and was brought down by something as trivial as cancer. You are beautifully impure and you will haunt my memories forever. The man who brought me down shines so fiercely within you that losing you erects a pain I haven't felt for centuries. I truly hope I get to meet Rosalie in her later years, for I want to feel the fire that I felt for you once more. You are truly a force to be reckoned with, Intergra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing, and I will forever be your humble servant.
Sincerely, Alucard.
Integra felt an unfamiliar tugging in her chest as the fledgling finished reading. A tear fell from the strong woman's eye and she couldn't help but to blame herself for the No Life King's predicament. He was right, her three month old daughter would most likely never know of his existence, in fact, the Protestant prayed the girl never needed the vampire. But, if she ever did, Walter and Seras knew what direction to point her in. The woman knew in her heart that the butler and Draculina would take good care of her tiny daughter and the organization until Rosalie could handle it herself. This simple fact brought a smile to Integra's face, and she closed her blue eyes for the final time, dying peacefully and with a smile gracing her face.