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Hello! I'm back with a sequel to my book 'Love In The Dark.' I'm not sure if this will turn out as good as the original, but I'm hoping you all enjoy it. Always R&R!

Stillborn

Ch. 1

Cassandra leaned over the sink, wiping the blood from her chin. Placing her hands on the cold porcelain surface of the sink she lifted her head to gaze into the mirror. She was obviously tired; there were dark circles around her eyes that stood out vividly against her pale white skin. Her eyes were dull, and she felt like she was going to pass out.

She'd been with the Hellsing Organization over two years now, and was 19. Of course, medically speaking, she was dead. Many things had happened in two years. Her and Alucard have been fighting a lot recently, but they've always 'made-up.'

Cassandra smirked at herself in the mirror. She had dyed her hair black, and it looked good with her red eyes. She turned around to face Alucard as he entered the room. He left the door open and leaned against its border. He looked at the sink and then back at her thoughtfully, "well, it looks like you've already drank breakfast…"

Cassandra turned around and flipped on the water to rinse out the blood in the sink. She spoke softly, "actually… I haven't. I think this is last nights dinner." She turned off the water and dried her face on a nearby towel.

Alucard frowned a bit. "You just can't seem to keep anything down these days, can you?" He joked, and walked up behind her wrapping his arms around her waist.

Cassandra closed he eyes and leaned her head back on his shoulder. His voice became concerned as he continued to talk. "You know…" he paused, "I think you should see a doctor…"

Cassandra jerked from his grasp turning to face him. "What!?" She asked him in amazement that he would say such a thing. Integra's scientists have been dieing to get their hands on her, ever since they learned that she was a half-breed. She despised doctors, "I can't believe you'd even suggest that!" She spat at him.

"I'm only thinking of your well being!" he defended himself.

Cassandra glared at him and stormed out of the bathroom. It wasn't even sunset and they were already fighting!

Cassandra stopped in the middle of their sleeping quarters putting one hand on her face while crossing her other arm across her chest. She took several deep breaths and turned to face the oncoming Alucard.

"S… sorry," she stuttered out.

Alucard put his hand to his ear with a sarcastic grin on his face, "what? I didn't hear you."

"I overreacted," she rolled her eyes, and turned away from him. "But if you're going to act that way…" she let her voice trail off to the possibilities as she felt Alucard wrap his arms around her once again.

"I'm sorry, too. I know how you feel about doctors… I'm just worried about you, that's all."

Cassandra smiled, turning around in his arms so she could hold him back.

--Later that week--

Cassandra found herself in the kitchen cooking a steak just enough to get the blood running out of it. Once it began to bleed she tore threw it like a starved canine.

Alucard found her licking the plate. He backed slowly out of the kitchen only to appear in Integra's office.

"Yes, Alucard?" She questioned, not even looking up.

"Master… I need to ask you for a favor…" Alucard forced himself to whisper the words.

Integra instantly locked eyes with him. She was shocked for the most part, and curious to what favor the almighty Alucard would ask of her, "a favor?"

Alucard sighed and sat down in the chair in front of Integra. "Cassandra has been…" he paused and searched for the right words. "She's been acting strangely…" His eyes diverted from Integra, feeling like he had just betrayed Cassandra.

Integra leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms in front of her. "Define 'strangely,'" she ordered.

"Well… One she hasn't drank blood in the past five days, and second, I just caught her in the kitchen eating a steak!" His voice becoming louder to express his aggravation.

Integra's eyes widened. "A steak?" She thought to herself for a moment and then rose from her seat, "I'll go talk to her…" she exited the room trying her best to avoid Alucard's gaze.

Alucard gave her a confused look, but in the end said nothing. He waited until she had left the room before he drifted off into the darkness.

Integra found Cassandra in the act of finishing off her second steak, this time accompanied by a large baked-potato. She looked at the potato that was overcome with sour cream and pepper.

Cassandra, who had been face deep in her dish, looked up at her aunt slowing down her chewing. She gave her a questioning glance. There was a white dollop of sour cream on her left cheek. There were crubs circling her plate and there was a puddle of steak bood left in the middle of her plate.

Integra walked to the seat in front of Cassandra and pulled it out. Sitting down she watched Cassandra finish her meal. Cassandra regained her poise in the presence of her aunt obviously embarrassed by her previous manner.

For minutes the only sound heard was the repaticious scrapping of steel on porclin. After Cassandra had finished and rinsed her plate she wiped her face of all food particles.

"Strange kind of appitite for a vampire," Integra's voice drifted softly from her lips to Cassandra's ears, with slight amusement.

"Yah, I know. I don't know why though… I just suddenly had this craving for a steak," Cassandra's voice laughed out.

"I see…" Integra once again drifted into deep thought. "Why haven't you been drinking blood, then?"

"Well, at first I thought it was making me sick. I mean I was getting up at 6 pm puking up the stuff I'd eaten the previous night, but when I stopped drinking the vomiting didn't still didn't stop. I'm sure I'll be feeling this meal tomorrow evening as well…" Cassandra babbled, obvious concern in her voice.

Integra's eyebrows raised sharply, "evening sickness? 6 pm is a little early for you, isn't it?"

Cassandra's brows drew together in confusion. "What do you mean?" For a moment there was an accusing silence between the two women.

"It's nine-o-clock… still early for you, right?" Integra rose from her seat.

Cassandra repeated the action, "yah…" Her voice trailed off thinking about her aunt's odd behavior.

"I would like you to follow me please," Integra turned on her heel and began to walk off out of the room.

Cassandra hesitated briefly, but followed soon after.

They walked all the way to a far wing in silence. Perhaps, Cassandra could have avoided the situation that followed if she had been paying more attention to her surroundings.

Integra knocked gently on the hospital wing door.

(A/N: So… What did you think of the first chapter? It's been sitting in my school notebook for weeks now! Well, I'm glad that's over with, now I have to start on chappy 2. I don't care if you have flowers or flames I'd love to hear from you!)