Finally Updating! I would love to hear some reviews! And thanks for those who favorite and followed :3 I feel so speeeeecial! I still don't own hellsing ;n; or Monique Lhuillier dresses! Enjoy! :)

In front of the complex was a black car, completely polished and almost sparkling under the streetlight. I am thankful that I grabbed my jacket tonight, there was an awful chill in London today. It had been raining all day and the air was brisk.

I pulled gloves out of my jacket pocket and slid them on, im still not used to this weather. Walter kindly opened the back door to the car and I slid in, the interior was beautiful. Black leather seats and polished oak wood work, a caramel stain being used to bring out all the wood grain. Interior lighting with a dim switch, automatic seats, this was an expensive car.

There was two boxes next to me on the seat, both addressed to a "Sarah Gardner". I called up to Walter, "Are these for me?". He chuckled, "Yes, I almost forgot, I didn't know if you had clothes suited to the occasion, so I picked up a pair of shoes and an elegant dress for you to wear tonight. I'm going to put up the privacy screen so you can get dressed, just knock when you are finished". The black glass slid up silently and I was left with two boxes, I sighed and opened the smaller of the two, a pair of black shiny heels, the heel was only about 3 inches, I can handle that. Straps the would fit around my ankle and little diamond adorned the back, they were stunning, I was almost afraid to put them on.

Next I moved to the larger box, I removed the lid and my breath caught in my throat. The tissue paper surrounding the dress said Monique Lhuillier, that means it was already at least a $3000 dress. I removed the tissue paper and my eyes met with a red lace dress, it was short, probably will go to my thighs, I touched the material, so soft and delicate in my hands. This dress was worth more than my car.

I started unbuttoning my shirt and shimmied out of my skirt. Thank goodness I decided to shave my legs today. I unzipped it so delicately, then put my legs in, I slowly, and very very very careful brought it up my body, it almost adhered to my curves, I finally put my arms in and pulled it up the rest of the way, reaching behind me I pulled the zipper up to the back of my neck, and hooked the top together so it wouldn't come down.

Looking down at myself I was in shock, it was so modest, and so not all at the same time. It hugged my curves, and outlined my breasts, but it covered everything up. I knocked once on the window and it slowly buzzed down, I felt Walter's eyes glance back for a moment before his eyes returned to the road, I just couldn't resist touching the soft fabric this was the nicest article of clothing I've ever received, I almost missed Walter's question from the driver seat, "So where exactly did you come from Ms. Gardner?".

Without missing a beat I answered, " Im actually from the states, Virginia to be specific. I lived there for 19 years before I moved here, its actually my first time leaving the states." I could hear Walter chuckle under his breath, "So of all the places in the world to go, why would you move to England?".

I froze, who would take me seriously if I said because of an infatuation with Dracula?! I need to make up with something. "Mycology! I came here because of the research I was planning to do with mushrooms. Since you know that some mushrooms contain ketones which can be used as antivirals. Its what I was going to pursue in college". He made an acknowledging "oh" sound. "Well I may just be an old man, but I do like learning new things, if you get the job I would love to hear more about that subject".

That reminds me, "Hey Walter, can you tell me a little about that job description? I mean, I had to take all those tests, isn't that a little much? Is the child sickly? Or maybe special needs? I don't know much about how to take care of a special needs child". I could see Walter tense his jaw, "Unfortunately, I have to leave the job details up to my boss to explain. Though I can assure you the child is not special needs nor sickly". Whew! Some of the nervousness faded away.

All I had left was one question. "So who exactly am I meeting tonight, everything has been under wraps! I don't even know the parent's names!" Walter's eyes widened. "Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing, she leader of the Hellsing Organization". I felt my jaw drop slightly, Hellsing? This is just too strange, I almost wanted to tell Walter to take me home, but something deep down inside of me was curious, and excited.

The car slowly came to a stop in front of a small building, it almost looked to be a flower shop, the name in white illuminated letters was " Clos Maggiore". What language is that? I looked a Walter as he got out and opened my door, I stepped out, the red dress clashing with my chestnut brown and blue hair, which I had straightened for the occasion. The heels giving me more height and making my legs look toned, the tightness of the dress showing off my curves. I haven't shown off this much since I came here.

Walter smiled kindly at me before his face suddenly turned serious, he whispered so low that only I could hear, " You are to go inside and tell them you're here for private party with Hellsing, walk with your head held high and your voice confident, if you lack confidence I can assure you, you wont even stand a chance of getting that job". My eyebrows raised slightly in shock, Walter patted my back and waved absently towards the door of the restaurant, I walked slowly towards it and opened the door, excusing myself from a man with a red trench coat, and confidently told the hostess, "Im here to meet with a private party, it should be under the name of Hellsing". She smiled and led me towards the back, completely unaware to me the man in the red trench coat was watching me through red lenses.