The Vacation

A/N: Hello again and welcome to my fourth story. As always I hope you enjoy it and feel that everyone is in character. I also, as always, ask that you read and review.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from Hellsing

Prologue

Enrico Maxwell was having a bad week: It all started on Sunday Heinkel Wolfe and Yumie Takagi were sent to Mexico to deal with a drug cartel that had been taking over churches in various towns in their area. They would force the inhabitants to take care of the drugs until the day of shipment, any resistance was answered with gun fire. As usual Heinkel and Yumie were ordered to deal only with the churches, but of course they quickly blew things out of proportion and started a fire fight that engulfed the whole town. By the time they were done with their mission the town was practically in ruins and the dead bodies of the cartel members littered every street corner.

Of course everything would have been blamed on a rival gang had it not been for a home video of the fire fight that was leaked to the media. It was quickly picked up and broad cast all over Mexico by various News agencies along with a few American news agencies in states along the border. By Monday morning the video of the mysterious nun and priest that had killed so many hit the Internet where it spread like a wild fire. The Vatican denied any knowledge of who or what the footage contained and stated that they in no way condone what it may show, that of course did not satisfy some people and conspiracy theories of secret Vatican assassins took wing on various blogs and websites.

On Tuesday Enrico Maxwell received a letter from the Pope who was less then pleased with Section XIII's actions. In it he specified Iscariot's mission to be to protect and defend Catholicism from both human and supernatural threats. NOT to massacre entire villages and cause a media frenzy. The Pope also threatened to send Maxwell to a monastery in Uruguay if he ever let something like this happen again. Maxwell hoped that the situation would get better the fallowing day, it didn't. Instead he was picked up by two Vatican Officials to go to a seminar on how to deal and run Section XIII Iscariot, taught by one of Maxwell's predecessors. Who would look and talk to him as if he was an incompetent buffoon, all the blame fell on Maxwell who took the verbal punches without a word. It was late Thursday evening when Enrico Maxwell returned to the Orphanage, went to his room, and fell asleep instantly.

Chapter One

Friday 3:00 PM

Enrico Maxwell sat at his desk in his office nursing a head ache that had been bothering him for over an hour. Along with the head ache was the exhaustion from the weeks escapade that never seemed to lighten up. "I cant believe that this happened to me," Maxwell thought as he massaged his temples, "Not only did it shame me, but now I'll never be trusted." he sighed and laid his head down on the desk. Just then a there was a soft knock on the door, Maxwell groaned and lifted his head, "Come in." he said annoyed. Father Reinaldo stepped into the Maxwell's office and cleared his throat. "I apologise for bothering you, especially after what has happened, but this is a special situation." He paused, "You see, today is the birthday of Antonio and you being head of the Orphanage it would be nice if you would attend." he cleared his throat again.

Maxwell closed his eyes and sat in silence for half a minute, "When is the party?" he finally asked. "In half an hour." Father Reinaldo answered, Enrico nodded "Alright, I'll be there." Father Reinaldo smiled "Thank you Maxwell, it would mean allot to the children." he said as he closed the door.

Enrico Maxwell was fifteen minutes late when he finally entered the court yard where the party was being held. Looking over the commotion and chatter he saw his regular team: Alexander Anderson, Heinkel Wolfe, and Yumiko Takagi, all of whom where playing along or trying the control the children. Along with the three of them various other nuns were in the room to keep things in order.

"Hello Children!" Maxwell yelled, "Father Maxwell!" the children cheered as they all surrounded him. Maxwell forced a smile "Good afternoon everyone, Now where is the big birthday boy?" he asked. From the middle of the crowd the now 9 year old boy raised his hand, "Here I am Father Maxwell!" he shouted. "Well then, this is for you." Maxwell pulled out a present wrapped in silver foil from behind his back and handed it to Antonio, who quickly unwrapped it. His smile fell when he saw that it was a brand new, leather bound, Bible. "It's a bible." he muttered quietly. Maxwell nodded "There is no greater gift then the word of God." he stated "Don't you agree children?" Everyone including Antonio nodded "Thank you Father Maxwell" he said, "Your very welcome." Maxwell answered and patted Antonio on the head.

Just then Yumiko clapped her hands "Come on children, we are going to play with the Piñata." she said. All the children ran off toward the tree that bull shaped piñata was hanging from. Maxwell frowned as he approached the piñata area, "What is this uh piñata thing?" he asked Yumiko who giggled. "Don't you know?" she asked Maxwell shook his head, "Well, its a game, you have to break open the candy filled bull while blindfolded with a stick." she told him. Maxwell grunted a replay, "Also some one holds the rope and moves it up and down to make it harder. I found it Mexico and thought it would be fun for the kids." she added.

Upon hearing the name "Mexico" Enrico Maxwell cringed, "She brought back a souvenir from her killing spree." he thought. Suddenly a little girl tugged on Maxwell's vest, "Father Maxwell, will you hold the rope for the Piñata? she asked. Enrico sighed and smiled "Of course, I would be happy to" he said and grabbed a hold of the rope. The first contestant was Antonio who swung with all his might but missed and smacked Enrico in the gut. "Oh dear!" Maxwell gasped as he grabbed his stomach, Antonio of course quickly apologized and tried again this time hitting the Piñata but not breaking it.

As the line progressed Enrico Maxwell was hit over twenty times, on various parts of the body, until finally he had enough dropped the piñata and crushed it open with his foot. The children didn't care to the least, but Enrico was enjoying the party allot less. Soon after a game of musical chairs and soccor, in which Maxwell served as referee and got hit in the head by the ball. Henkel Wolfe and Yumiko Takagi brought out the large cake that was specially baked that morning. All the children cheered with joy and ran to the picnic tables to eat, Maxwell sighed with relief and sat under the tree. His tranquility was short lived as one boy a known trouble maker suddenly stood up and screamed "FOOD FIGHT!" as he proceeded to throw his cake at one of the other children who retaliated by throwing his own slice back. In no time at all cake was sent flying in all directions.

"No Children! Please!" Maxwell pleaded as he ran up to the picnic area. Unfortunately no one listened to him and continued to throw thick globs of cake at each other. Finally the unavoidable happened as a huge sweet glob of cake smacked into the side of Enrico Maxwell's head. The cream and filling spread into his hair and slipped on to his shoulder. Maxwell stood there frozen, mouth slightly open, his left eye twitching, suddenly he lost his temper and exploded in rage: "ENOUGH! ALL OF YOU!" the children stopped and stared at him startled by his outburst. "THIS PARTY IS NOW OVER PERMANENTLY!" Maxwell looked at the sad, dirty, cake covered faces, then his eyes fell onto the little trouble maker who started the food fight to begin with: "YOU!" Maxwell shrieked pointing "You unwanted, illegitimate, little bastard! I want you confined to a confessional booth until bed time! You hear, no supper for you! No supper for all of you!"

Heinkel Wolfe placed her hand on Maxwell's shoulder "Fathzer Maxwell, please." she said quietly trying to calm him down. Maxwell jerked away "No! I will not "please" this is not a carnevale this is an orphanage." He looked at everyone in the court yard, finally he turned and quickly left slamming he door shut as he entered the building. Suddenly Antonio burst into tears "This is the worst birthday party ever!" he wailed.

Father Reinaldo entered the sleeping chamber of Enrico Maxwell, when he did he was met with the sight of Maxwell asleep with his clothes still on, next to the bed stood an open half empty bottle of wine. With out a word Reinaldo threw open the curtains allowing the suns light to spill into the room. Maxwell groaned as the light his his closed eyes, slowly they fluttered open. "Good morning sir." said Father Reinaldo, Maxwell sat up and yawned "What are you doing?" he asked. "I'm packing your bags for a vacation." answered Father Renaldo, "Vacation?" Enrico asked smacking his lips. "Yes, after your temper tantrum in the court yard yesterday the Vatican thinks you should take a vacation to calm your nerves." Father Reinaldo explained. Maxwell nodded "Where to?" he asked "French Riviera." Reinaldo answered. "Oh," Maxwell stood up and stretched, "Sounds good."

To be continued...