Disclaimer: I do not own or claim to own Hellsing or its characters, nor am I making any money from this writing.

*NOTE: This chapter has been revised as of 06/02/2016.*

The section between the tildes (~~~) is Alucard having a flashback.

*Spoiler Warning if you have not read/seen the end of the manga/the OVAs. If you haven't, prepare to be spoiled. Honestly, the summary would have spoiled you.

Prologue

The smell of the gun powder still hung in the air as Integra held her bleeding hand out above Alucard's head, watching the blood fall into his waiting mouth. His crimson eyes almost seemed to glow from under heavy lids as he knelt before her.

He was back.

The relief she felt was almost overwhelming. Despite her disputes with Seras, she had known that he would return. She had begun to fear though, that by the time he did come back, she would be gone. Thirty years was a long time during which anything could have happened to a human, let alone someone in her position. Even if circumstances hadn't forced her to stop smoking those cigars, thus stalling her inevitable track to lung cancer, she could have died in some sort of freak accident, some other ailment or even assignation. God knows it wasn't like some had tried. And then she would never get to tell him about…

Integra noticed Seras shift out of the corner of her eye and berated herself mentally. She had completely forgotten Seras was in the room; Integra immediately lowered her hand until it was level with Alucard's mouth.

"That's enough for now," She said, "Seal it for me."

"Hmm, you always were stingy with your blood." Alucard remarked, but obediently ran his tongue along the bite in her flesh, clotting the wound almost instantly.

"Yes well, I do rather need it." She groused back, now with both hands on her hips. He stood with a quiet chuckle and gazed down at her, the small smirk on his face was genuine; no arrogance and only a shadow of his former madness.

"I have missed our conversations, Integra." He told her before he turned his gaze to Seras, who had remained by the now broken door. Integra smiled slightly when Seras stood a little bit straighter as his attention shifted to her. While she would always remain his Childe, she had truly come into her own during the war and the years that followed. Seras had stood by her side as together they rebuilt Hellsing and in their own way helped Britain rebuild as well. While her sweetness still showed through occasionally, gone was the meek, unsure Childe and a true Draculina stood in her place.

"Welcome back, Master." Seras said to him as he rose from Integra's side and walked over to her, eyeing her up and down, taking in her posture and demeanor. He studied her arm closely; even though Seras had long ago learned to manipulate shadows to replace her arm, and when she truly concentrated, could make it appear as if it were her true arm, Alucard could no doubt tell the difference. Seras shifted her gaze from her Master to Integra with whom she shared a grin. Suddenly two red eyes formed on Seras' bicep, locking gazes with Alucard before one eye closed in a wink, and both returned to void they had been summoned from.

Alucard burst out laughing, eyes alight with his glee. "I don't believe you need to call me by that title anymore Seras Victoria." Seras returned his grin with one of her own.

"You'll always be my Master, no matter how much I've learned, I'm sure there is still more that you can teach me." Alucard reached out and fondly ruffled her hair has he had all those years ago in London.

"You two have done well in my absence." Alucard said proudly, looking from his Childe to his Master and back to Seras, "You have taken over as Hellsing's lead agent I assume?"

Seras nodded, "I have. There has been a lot of trash to discard of after the war; those that were bitten during the battle and remnants of the Major's army that hung around causing havoc even after all this time. In the past five years or so I've gotten a lot of help from-" Seras stopped abruptly, her eyes widening as she looked to Integra, who Alucard could see had gone very still. "You have to tell him!" She told the older woman urgently.

"Of course I do!" Integra said crossly to the other woman, "I haven't exactly had a moment to do so yet, have I?"

"Tell me what?" Alucard demanded of the women.

"I'll leave you to it!" Seras said brightly, making quickly for the door that now hung crookedly from its hinges. Integra sat down on her bed with a sigh and pinched the bridge of her nose as Seras tried several times to close the door before she settled for good enough and disappeared down the hallway.

"What's going on Integra?" He questioned as he walked over towards her. She answered without looking up,

"We need to talk." She said simply, Alucard barked in laughter as he knelt in front of her.

"I gathered that." He retorted as he wrapped his fingers around the hand on her nose, pulling it away. He was struck by how tired she looked as her one blue eye rose to meet his gaze; she raised her other hand, cupping the side of his face with her palm. He sighed, closing his eyes and leaning into the warmth; in some way it didn't feel like he had been gone thirty years, yet at the same time he could feel every minute of it. He could clearly remember the last time he had felt the warmth of her skin, the night before he had left for that blasted carrier Rip Van Winkle had hijacked.

(~~~)

Upon their return from the meeting with the Queen, Iscariot and, unexpectedly, Millennium, Integra had made for her office where Sir Penwood was waiting on the phone. He retreated to the lower levels to watch over the safe return of his coffin to his lair before going to find her again. He found her pacing the length of her office, puffs of smoke floating to the ceiling from the cigar clenched between her teeth. She had briefed him on the situation with the carrier while ranting about Penwood and those bastards at the Navy command who weren't listening to her and were planning to send helicopters out to intercept the ship. First thing in the morning she was heading to the command center herself in an effort to get them to listen to reason.

She was on edge, he could tell by the way she paced and how fast she was speaking; the humans defined it as a "fight or flight reflex", the adrenaline rushing through their bodies with every heart beat that made them want do something. It was the human equivalent to a vampire's bloodlust. It was the eve of her first war after all; and he could feel every bit of her fury, tension and energy rolling off her. It was a combination of her emotions and his own that drove him to intercept her mid-stride, to wrap an arm around her waist and pull her against him. She growled at his interruption to her movements but didn't try to move away,

"They are trying to separate us." She said, one of her hands gripped his at her waist tightly as he nuzzled her hair.

"They can try." He replied, losing himself in the scent of her, the feel of her warmth seeping into him. She elbowed him in the gut.

"Damn it Alucard, I'm serious!" She spun in his arms to face him, one hand twisting into his cravat. "You could end up stranded in the middle of the ocean!" Though she was trying to hide it, Alucard could hear the worry laced in her voice.

"They can try all they want." He slid his his hand into her hair, "I will return to you, Integra." He swore vehemently, garnet eyes glowing in the dim light; "My Countess." She crushed her lips to his before he could say anything else, hands fisted in his hair. They had both been wound up so tightly that the kiss proved to be a catalyst for the rest of the evening events. As he had lain beside her that morning, watching the sky begin to lighten and listening to her sleep next to him, he had pondered his lost chance to make her his Countess for eternity. While he was grieved by the fact slightly, he knew that he never would have taken her humanity from her; her will, her drive, her absolute refusal to give in…it was what made her so precious to him.*

(~~~)

While he had been reminiscing, Integra's hand had shifted up into his hair, running her long fingers through the inky darkness. Even though it was mostly straight at the moment, Integra knew that when he was totally focused on something else, the strands would try to curl and crimp. As it was naturally for him, as it was when he was human. As if in response to her thoughts, the ends in her fingers curled slightly. Integra couldn't help but smile,

"He has your hair…" she murmured. She hadn't meant to say it aloud, but she had and she felt Alucard go stone still in front of her. She brought her gaze from his hair to his face, seeing his eyes staring intently at her, darting slightly back and forth as if searching her expression for the meaning of her words. Integra couldn't repress the shudder that snaked down her spine as she felt him poke at her consciousness, it had been so long since she had felt him do that; it wasn't invasive or forceful, but it was insistent.

"Alucard, when you disappeared thirty years ago," she began as she brought her free hand back to rest in her lap, the other still trapped in his grasp.

"I was pregnant with our son."

AN: Hello all! It has been a long time since I've written anything for Hellsing, or much of anything for that matter. As stated above, this is a prologue; the rest of the story will take place as a series of flashbacks. I may come back and tweak this a bit, I'm not completely thrilled with all of it. Like I said, it's been a long time since I've written. Now, to answer a few quick questions:

Yes! This is a Hellsing/Vampire Hunter D crossover.

Yes! It has been done before; most notably by StoriesFromAngelsFall –I think that was her penname- ("D for Short" and "Penance of a Monster", I miss those stories dearly!) and Talia of Eragon ("Gilded Cage", "Sol Solis Morbus" and many other wonderful stories!).

Yes! There will undoubtedly be some commonalities between my story and theirs; some topics just have to repeat when writing about this crossover (D's first experience with Sun Sickness, for example). However mine will be different in the respect that a) this is my version and b) Alucard wasn't around to help raise his son in this story.

No! I can't promise how frequently I will update this. I will do my best to update a frequently as I can.

No! This isn't beta'd and I apologize. I do my best but grammar and I are mortal enemies and if anyone would like to volunteer, I would gladly take you up on the offer.

Yes! I would love feedback. What author doesn't?

Thanks for reading!

*Update 06/02/2016: I'm working on a separate one-shot that goes into this night in more, um, detail. ^_^ It will end up posted on An Archive of Our Own since it won't be rating friendly. No promise on when the one-shot will occur, it isn't a priority, but I'm slowly working on it.