Warning: considerable naughtiness this chapter!

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Chapter 4 Guess What! You're gonna be an Uncle!

Feb 8 2009

It was six days since her beloved vampire left for a freak clean up in Spain and was anxious as hell to see him again. Also Annabel was nervous at what he'll think of Deatrice. Perhaps she should have divulged all over the phone when he called last time. Let him know ahead of time before he barges in with guns loaded looking for an unknown vampire presence. She wasn't one to phone Alucard as he didn't like to be interrupted during a mission nor woken up. Fortunately her cell phone jingled in her pocket on the sixth day away from her sexy blood sucker.

"Wow, twice in a week. You must bored stiff…or really lonely." She answered drawing out the last word.

He ignored her comments. "We are returning tomorrow. There is nothing more to do here."

"Oh, okay. Um, I should let you know not to get ruffled when you sense a nonhuman in the manor."

A deadpanned "What?" came out of the phone.

"Nonhuman does not mean threatening Alucard. Just don't go all scum busting when you return is all." She replied in a similar bland tone.

"What have you done, Annabel?" He demanded heatedly.

She couldn't help herself. "When the cats away the mice will play."

"Annabel…" Her name echoed darkly into her ears.

"Do you realize how sexy you sound over the phone? I could totally get off just listening to your devilish voice coast over my skin." She changed the topic hoping to calm him as well as distract him. She also dropped her voice down to a sultry notch.

"Are you trying to avoid the topic?" He said but she could tell he was effected by the change in tremor in Alucard's words.

"I really do miss you my No life King." She purred.

He groaned on the other end. "Woman, don't make me eat you the first chance I get." He said equally as seductive. Annabel fanned herself leaning on the partially full shelves between mythology and National history. Admittedly not the best place to have that sort of conversation.

She took a long sigh and changed gears. "You want to know what I've been doing? I, have been cleaning the library that YOU half destroyed a decade ago."

He chuckled deeply as she knew he would. "My master finally retrieved the key did she? She swore she would never set foot in that room again."

"Why didn't you go outside to vent your rage, like normal people?"

"Integra didn't want to see it again. I didn't see any reason why I couldn't "alter" its appearance." He still continued to chuckle lightly.

"You're a real bastard you know." She remarked.

"I know and you haven't escaped from my questions my delicious spaz."

"When you return I shall reveal all to you." Annabel promised.

"I can't wait." With those words he hung up.

"Yeah, I'm sure you can't." She muttered aloud, now staring at the three tables(two of them brought in from storage) still packed with books to alphabetize into the book shelves. Only a fourth of the collection, if that, was back in shelves. It would likely take another two full days to put the rest away and it did not include the ones still needing repair in the storage room nearby. Luckily Walter told her he would hire someone to fix those at a later date.

At the moment she felt she needed a serious break from it for she hadn't really seen outside the basement library's four walls in five days.

Having decided she vacated the basement and the Hellsing manor. Annabel headed toward the back where a treed wilderness hugged the east side. The moon above illuminated the leaves, trees, and bushes with its waxing gibbous. 'Hm, I think it will be a full moon tomorrow. Alucard will be in a better mood. That'll be good.' She mused thoughtfully. When she was far enough from sight of anyone Hellsing she freed her fiery wings and took flight high above the trees. She climbed high into the air; so high that anyone on the ground would only make out a tiny speck of light much like a firefly. She made huge sweeping circles, nose dives, spins, glides, and flaps upside down. It felt so good to let it out. Such freedom she had in the air.

After an hour and feeling winded Annabel gracefully landed back in the forest and returned to the manor. She checked on Deatrice who was happily making farm animals out of flour based dough on a table off to the side in the kitchen where Walter was preparing breakfast for the masses. "Ooooh, what we have here? An entire herd of animals." Annabel looked down and inspected the tiny draculina's creations.

Deatrice's eyes brightened when she saw Annabel. "Auntie Phoenix! I made one of you!" She picked up a figurine and showed her. It was one of the driest pieces she made. It had red food dye splotched on its simplistic hair, two blue dots for eyes on its face, a carved in smile, a vaguely female body with feet but no arms.

"Awe, its mini me!" Annabel's eyes started to tear up slightly. "I love it!"

"I made one of Big Red too." Deatrice said returning mini Annabel to the table and grabbed a different figure.

"Oh?" mildly surprised that she would make one of him as well seeing as she only saw Alucard once and not at a nice time. Annabel looked at the figurine. The hair had spikes at the end colored heavily in blue dye(seeing as there wasn't any black) with red dots for eyes and big carved frown with fangs. Its body was more cylindrical and painted red with a craved on bow tie. "Huh, that's pretty good. Speaking of Alucard he's coming back tomorrow."

The girl looked slightly alarmed.

"Oh don't worry he won't hurt you and if does I'll burn both his arms off and he'll look exactly like your doll." She said ruffling her light brown hair. She smiled and returned to her army of horses, ducks, rabbits, and pigs. She also had a figurine of Sir Integra, Pip, and Walter standing all together. "I think we have a budding artist here, Walter. This one's got your likeness."

"Indeed." He agreed not even pausing in his cooking at the stove.

"Well, back to the grind." She stuck out her tongue. "I never thought I'd appreciate the job of a librarian so much. Be a good girl for Walter and I'll come tuck you in later, kay?"

"Kay, Auntie!" She beamed.

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It was the next evening, Annabel had her mp3 player playing from a portable speaker on one of the shelves, Deatrice was skipping in and around the rows of shelves with her misshapen bear, and Walter was near Annabel helping her sort through the current table full of volumes. It seemed he had some time to spare and wanted to help her out. Annabel suspected he just wanted to be in Deatrice's company acting like the surrogate grandfather as he had no family of his own, and didn't mind at all.

"Principals of Doctrine in Understated Masses of Conflict" Annabel squinted at the tome's faded title. "What the hell does that mean and where do I put it?"

"The War section." Walter said automatically. She nodded then placed the book in that section.

"And you shouldn't swear in a youngster's presence." Walter reprimanded.

She looked at him weirdly for a second. "I think it's a perfectly okay word to use. It's a place where the devil resides, there's a town named that in Minnesota, there's a Bumpass Hell in a park in California, and there are several words connected with it that describes them better such as Hell spawn, hell hounds, and others; and considering who you work for." She counted off the list with her fingers. "And you know its rather mild considering what I could have used, Walter. Not to mention that I can't control what comes out of my mouth sometimes."

Walter held up his hand in surrender. "You win. Wait, there's really a place called Bumpass Hell?"

"Yep! Been there twice. A geothermically active area of fumaroles, mud pits, and acidic hot springs. Sounds lovely don't it?"

"Quite." Arms clothed in red sleeves and white gloves appeared around Annabel's waist while someone tall with a lean torso pressed into her back. A long nose poked into her neck.

"Alucard!" She cried wiggling further into his embrace. His vampiric presence crashed through her body and she soaked it up starved of its feeling.

"Well it could not be anyone else now would there." He said inhaling every molecule of her scent.

It was then that he felt a tiny tug on his coat. So focused on seeing Annabel again he failed to notice the nonhuman presence that Annabel had warned him about. He looked over his right shoulder down to a tiny humanoid clutching Annabel's botched attempt at a stuffed bear. She shook like a leaf at his dominating height and scrutinizing red eyes but held firm where she was.

"A-auntie Ph-phoenix…?" A tiny voice trembled out looking for reassurance from Annabel.

"Auntie Phoenix?" Alucard repeated aloud to Annabel. Then it clicked. The "animal" she had adopted was her, a vampire. Sifting through the frightened child's mind confirmed it.

"Alucard, this is Deatrice." She cleared her throat. "She's the one-"

"-You adopted." He finished, shifting out of the embrace and snatching the tiny draculina by the back of her shirt, lifting her up in a flash.

Deatrice squeaked in terror hugging her bear tighter. Annabel touched his shoulder. Worry tainted her aura and her eyes pleaded not to harm her ward.

He recognized the girl as the one Annabel had kept him from shooting months ago. Now that the child was clean of filth he detected something odd in her scent. He leaned in and licked the side of her neck. Deatrice stuck out her tongue quite disgusted.

He pulled away and looked at Annabel. "She is vampire born of vampires."

"Um, yeah." She said uncertainly, unsure what he was getting at.

"That is extremely rare."

"Yeah, I suppose so. Why?"

"She is tolerant to sunlight and silver."

She gave him a weird look. "So are you, Red."

Deatrice continued to dangle before the pair flicking her eyes back and forth.

"Mine is from my age, but she has a natural tolerance."

"Oh, you mean Deatrice has power potential?" He nodded. Annabel brightened at her. "You're just full of surprises, sweetheart."

"Miss Phoenix has a good eye." Walter said ending his silence and resuming the re-shelving.

Alucard released Deatrice. The moment her feet touched the ground she darted behind Annabel's left leg. "Are you okay… having her here?" She asked, seeking Alucard's approval.

He took her chin between his pointer finger and thumb and rubbed soft circles into her chin. He flicked eyes at the squirt at his Annabel's leg for a second. "Such a skittish bug. She's no threat to anyone here, and you do have Integra's consent which is a major feat in itself."

In other words he didn't mind and thought Deatrice must be something special indeed for Annabel to defy Integra. He leaned in further toward her ear. "I didn't know you liked kids, Annabel. I don't mind children. I could have "helped" you in that department. I still can in fact." He whispered into her ear.

She flushed a bit. "Could we talk about this in private, on the roof perhaps? It's a full moon tonight."

"Of course."

"Walter, could you keep an eye on Deatrice for a bit?"

The old retainer's face crinkled in a smile. "Not a problem."

Annabel patted her head to go to Walter. As soon as she did, Annabel and Alucard vanished from sight. Deatrice's jaw dropped in awe.

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Once on a secluded spot on the roof he smooched her hard drinking in the taste of her mouth. She pushed away gently not wanting to end the kiss but needing to tell him her recent discoveries.

"I wasn't joking about giving you children Annabel. I really can." Something definitely bothered her.

She crossed her arms and didn't look at him. "I know, but I can't… conceive any. The doc at my last full physical told me I have no eggs in my ovaries, just a solid mass that contributes to resurrection. I didn't even know if I wanted children until I knew I couldn't have any. I found Deatrice and it just clicked." Finally she looked at him. His head was cocked, his eyes hooded, and his mouth curved in a light smile.

"At least there is a grounded reason for once. I thought you just adopted the bug on impulse like you usually do with things." His smile grew into a smirk.

She scoffed blasting a small fireball at his face. It barely singed his eyebrows. "You're impossible." She muttered walking away from him towards a ledge.

She remembered she still had something to tell Alucard and walked back. She went behind him wrapping her arms tight around his torso.

"What game is this now?"

"Oh, just relax. I feel like holding you now." She rubbed her nose into the upper back of his coat. The moon glowed full overhead. "Close your eyes, all ten million of them, and just feel."

Turning his head around he looked at her.

"You don't trust me?" He turned his head back closing his eyes at he went.

She let loose her wings like someone unrolling a Persian carpet. She felt the expansion of Alucard's chest from a gasp by her surge of powers.

It was no normal surge he realized then but restrained from looking for the moment. Slight wind gathered about them and he could hear and feel Annabel breathing faster. Her grip tightened even further and he felt his booted feet leave the solid texture of the roof. She inhaled a deep breath and released a huge burst of mind tingling energy. Hair flattened on both their heads from the upward propulsion. It thrilled him like her power had never done before.

"Do you realize what you are doing to my senses right now?" His words rumbled out deep and seductively.

"Yeah? Well do you realize how heavy you are?" She worded breathlessly. "Take a look now."

He did and saw the Hellsing grounds no bigger than his boot below him. In an instant he became weightless in her embrace which offset her for a few seconds and phased out of her arms to take in all of her. 'Deliciously magnificent!' his mind cried. She bared a fiery blue wing span of thirty feet from tip to tip. It fluttered and glowed effortlessly with the moon just above her. They did not create the normal flapping sound as she moved them up and down in the air.

"So um, what do you think?" She asked in coy fashion, cheeks flushed and looking down shyly.

He enclosed the distance, "My mate is beautiful" and hungrily attacked her lips. She moaned heavenly nearly loosing her concentration. He pulled away. "So this is what you were doing, Spaz, learning how to fly and Integra doesn't know either."

She looked down below her. Ant like soldiers were scurrying around frantically. "I think she'll know very soon." She giggled then grabbed Alucard for another kiss. He responded eagerly grabbing her head and dominating that unpredictable tongue fiercely. The ends of his coat began morphing into black inky shadows while his hair grew wild around him. From the combination of not seeing her for a week, the vibration of her active powers singing through him, and the full blessed moon in the sky, his vampiric essence was going unchecked at the urge to complete her inside and out. Unfortunately he knew that within a few moments his master was going to order him to her office about the mayhem Annabel had inadvertently caused with her men.

And not a second later Integra yelled in his head. He pulled from the kiss with great effort. "Master apeluri."

'Uh oh. He's speaking Romanian.' She smirked internally. "Oh, you go then. I wanna have some fun down there." She smiled mischievously toward the ground.

"Regina mea, îmi place că uite, şi veţi cât de mult mai târziu!*" Then he disappeared. Whatever he said she knew she was going to feel blissfully sore afterword. His native tongue was queue that she had aroused him highly. She looked forward to the "language lessons" but first a little mischief with the soldiers.

*((My queen, I love that smile, and you will know how much later.))

She nose dived it towards the grounds. Within seconds she buzzed just feet over men's heads knocking several over just from surprise. She spotted Seras popping out of a van that drove her from the airport. She looked tired so she didn't notice a huge fiery blue bird coming for her. Annabel reached out a hand and flicked Seras's nose as she flew by.

It woke her up for sure, then stared in disbelief at the retreating end of a gliding Annabel.

Finding another unsuspecting victim she spotted and charged at the unmistakable Aussie hat and long braid of the Captain. He had his back turned and was apparently arguing about something for which the two soldiers before him were obviously not listening.

"I told you before, not to imbibe in Ron's still, zee stuff makes-"

Suddenly his hat was not on his head anymore. "What zee 'ell?" A hand went to his forehead to be sure. A telltale giggle erupted from a streak of bright blue now within his vision.

"Annabel?" He gasped aghast. The winged woman circled back. He watch her put on his hat on her head.

Once the shock wore off he yelled "Zat's my hat girly! I want it back on my head!"

"Don't you want to greet Seras? She's just over there." Ignoring his demand she jutted a thumb to her left.

He forgot about his hat for a moment at the mention of the little draculina.

A little girl cried out. "Auntie Phoenix is flying!" She stood pointing at her by Walter's side. He nodded a bit blankly. She glided over to the manor's front door and landed easily in front of the two. Her wings dissipated in an instant.

"That's quite a surprise, Annabel." Spoke the retainer.

"Do you like my debut? I admit it might have been a little over the top, but I'm in such a good mood!" Her arms splayed out in effect. Before she even dropped them Alucard appeared behind her, grabbing her over the shoulder and around the waist, said one word "Gotcha!" then spirited her away with him to his sanctuary.

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The first thing Alucard did was rip that Frenchman's hat off her head. She sounded a weak protest but that ended when he flipped her around and crushed his fanged mouth to hers biting her lips repeatedly. She went to pull off his tie but most of his clothes melted away in less then a second. Only his pants remained. It took another second to realize all of her clothes had disappeared too. Her nipples rubbed on his pale chest making them hard as his mouth continued to devour hers. One of Alucard's shadows crawled up her leg and started teasing her clit to get her wet and fast. Eyed rolled into the back of her head and she bit back at his lower lip determined to make it bleed. He pushed her back toward the obsidian black coffin. The back of her calf felt the cold wood when he turned Annabel around forcing her upper body to bend down and plant her arms on the smooth surface. His inky shadow still continued to tease little mews out of her. Condensation formed as she panted against Alucard's eternal resting place. Clear wet fluid also collected between her thighs glistening deliciously and slightly dripping downward to the vampire's pleasure.

"eşti al meu!*" He growled possessively, gripped her hips, then plunged deeply without hindrance meaning the pants are gone. Her eyes widened at the abrupt thickness now inside her then she whimpered at how good it felt. He stroked her insides in and out at such a speed She orgasmed within seconds crying out a triumph yes into the room. It took a few seconds more to feel his seed coat her insides and for him to roar his release.

*((You are mine!))

For a minute afterward he held his delicious mate in that doggy position while she rested limply on his coffin not caring that he still held her butt in a air. She knew he wasn't near done yet and could already feel his cock hardened again. 'He's really too oversexed for his own good.' She thought at this time but didn't really care.

"Okay handsome, speak some more of those beautiful words to me." She told him when she figured she was ready for more.

"Tu nu ştii ce se află în pentru, Annabel.*" He grinned at her savagely. He pulled out then flipped her back around into his arms.

*((You do not know what you are in for, Annabel.))

"One of these days you're going to tell me what you're saying." She commented then started kissing his chest.

"Cred că nu.*" He lifted up her legs to his hips for her rump to fall perfectly in place on his cock. She gasped again then wiggling her hips like a light bulb screwing into place.

*((I think not))

"Okay, turn me on Red, I know you can do it." She goaded which was probably not the best idea considering he was already lust filled at the moment. He bit her neck lightly sending a thrum of pleasure through her before pumping in and out of her slowly. She moaned and twisted her fingers in his hair feeling more anxious and needy at the pleasant sensations he was producing inside her but keeping it just under the precipice of bliss. She yanked his hair willing him to bite deeper and tried to speed up his hip rhythm with her squeezing legs but Alucard masterfully executed her torture. She started cursing between her panting and digging fingernails into his back to give her release. It wasn't until flames licked at her hair did he increase thrusting in and out of her wet pussy fast and hard for he had prolonged his own release along with hers.

The third round Alucard had Annabel under him in his coffin bed. He slid himself in without preamble but this time as he thrusted his inky shadowed joined in with his cock coating the walls of her entrance like thin fingers so that when her vampire plunged inward each time it felt like there was even more of him for her to accommodate. As some point she felt so stretched and strained it hurt a little but that did not stop her wanting even more of that devious dick inside her. Nearing her peak, she screamed his name repeatedly until she succumbed to bliss once again. He drank deeply of her pleasure tainted blood bringing release again to his body.

On the fourth round Annabel used her hands and mouth to bring her lover to completion. He watched her lick her plump lips clean of the salty iron mixture.

On the fifth round, Alucard covered the entirety of her body with his black finger-like shadows, and I do mean every inch, to- well you get the idea. There were quite a few rounds, and even though she healed without a scratch she still felt sore, abused, and drained, however, utterly content by it all as Alucard embraced her gently while they slept through the morning and afternoon hours.

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Now that everyone knew of Annabel's new skill things returned to normal. Integra wasn't exactly pleased with Annabel's disruption, but did not discipline her as she was still serving her last punishment. Also, by the way her servant's eyes looked wild with lust when he informed the regal blond, it seemed the girl was going to be in for some abuse. And Integra guessed right when her fire expert and chef walked stiffly around the corridors and refused to sit at any time the next day.

Annabel finished putting away the last book in the proper place an hour ago and currently laid tummy side down on her bed and watched Deatrice draw animals with the corresponding letter it started with. She had a poster before her showing her the alphabet and Annabel sounded out the letters helping her to figure out what animals start with that sound. Deatrice currently drew D sounding creatures. She pulled out a brown crayon and drew a dog.

"I drew a doggie! D for doggie!"

"That's right. What else starts with D, Deatrice?"

She thought for a second. "I do! Deatrice! I will draw me!"

"That's perfect!" Annabel smiled. She continued to watch.

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Pip finally spotted his mignonette alone at the back of the range. He sauntered over to her while she sat on a bench cleaning her Harkonnen.

"Hello Seras. A nice evening this is." He greeted sitting down and lighting a cigarette.

"Oh, hi Captain, er Pip." She chirped warmly. She locked the weapon's barrel back into place and set it aside on the long bench.

Neither was sure what to say so it stayed quiet for a long minute.

"Um, Did you enjoy Spain?" Pip finally spoke.

She shrugged her shoulders. "Not really, I was mostly working and didn't really get to see any sights. It sounded like more was happening here. I mean Annabel finding a vampire child then adopting her. It's so unexpected. But she looks so cute so…" She dropped off.

Pip scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, well you know Annabel, never know what she'll do next, like the whole flying thing."

"I wish I could fly like that."

Pip scooted a few inches closer. "But aren't you a vampire with zee bats and hovering in mid air like zee big red guy?"

"Yeah, but I'm just a fledgling. I can't do that kind of stuff like master." She said twiddling her fingers.

Pip scooted closer still and laid a hand on her shoulder. "Well, we could go over to zee helipad and I could teach you 'ow to fly a chopper. Zat way you would be flying and without 'aving to use any of zat vampire hocus pocus." He offered smiling warmly at her.

With widened eyes "You'd really do that?" She asked.

"Of course." He trailed a finger down her cute nose. Her face reddened slightly. "I am a well trained pilot. I can fly just about anything." The same finger caressed down the side of her cheek. Other fingers joined in to gently take hold of the soft skin beautifully molded over her jaw. "Ah, Seras…"

"Yes?" She responded in a bare whisper, a small hand touched his closest knee.

"This Frenchman wants to kiss you." He told her trying his best to be a gentleman and inform her of his intentions. He thought he saw Seras move in an inch toward him when something suddenly jammed onto his head.

"This Frenchman should be off training those humans you call soldiers." Seras's master spoke in his ear then pushed Pip away from Seras and off the bench. He tumbled roughly into the dirt. Pip shook it off quickly as he got back to his feet. He found Alucard had returned Pip's hat to his head.

"Master!" Seras cried out in a mixture of worry and annoyance.

"Zat was a bit unnecessary." Pip muttered as he fit his hat more comfortably on his head.

"Captain, do not mettle with what you do not understand nor belong." The ice in the elder vampire's voice chilled Pip to the core. With a small goodbye to Seras he made a discreet exit.

When the captain was out of earshot "Master, I like him! And I don't care that he's human" Seras confessed.

With a severe frown he answered "You should, Police Girl." Then he evaporated into thin air.

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Annabel felt a weight depress into her bed on the left. Deatrice stiffened mid draw.

Annabel waved at her lazily. "Its okay sweetie. Go back to those lovely pictures."

"Those scribbles aren't worth-umph." Annabel punched Alucard in the stomach stopping his crude remark. Deatrice smiled with amusement then resumed drawing.

"So I'm guessing Integra has nothing for you tonight." Annabel removed her hand from his stomach and placed it on his knee.

He grunted in affirmative.

"You know sometimes I wonder what you would do with yourself if there was no enemies left to battle in the world. Go completely mad I suppose."

He leaned toward her to finger through her blood red hair. "I'm already half there if tolerating you is any indication, Spaz."

"Right back atcha then." She chuckled. He grinned deviously as his hand moved down to cup her butt cheek. She imitated a groan. "Hands off the merchandise. Its still tender!" He gave the cheek a brief squeeze hearing her muffled whine, then let go. She mouthed "bastard" at him and chose to ignore him the rest of the evening.

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About a week later.

"Okay Deatrice, its time for the chocolate chips." The tiny draculina stood on the kitchen step ladder as she dumped in the bag of simi-sweet chocolate bits into the dark brown mix of muffin dough. Annabel stirred the chips in with a wooden spoon. Once done she grabbed the well greased muffin pan and placed it before the girl. "Now put a spoonful into each spot."

"Okay Auntie!" She eagerly grabbed the spoon to do her task. Annabel went into the pantry for something.

Alucard phased beside the tiny vampire. Deatrice didn't flinch as much as she was becoming used to his presence. "Playing the cook now are we?"

"I'm helping Auntie Phoenix."

He looked at the uneven amounts in each muffin mold. "Not very well it seems."

Deatrice puckered her mouth in a frown then stuck out her tongue for a split second.

"Humph." He dipped a finger into the muffin mix for a taste. Halfway back to his mouth a dough encrusted spoon whacked the top of his hand.

"No! That's big boss Integra's muffins!"

"Are you telling me no little bug?" He leaned in with his great height and menacing eyes. She shrunk back clutching the spoon to her chest.

"Um, yes no?" She sounded like a mouse.

He grunted in an amused way then licked off the chocolate mix still on his finger and hand. Annabel popped back in the kitchen with a scrutinizing look but said nothing. She turned on the oven and when Deatrice finished filling the aluminum baking pan Annabel popped it in then set the timer. Alucard loitered around the kitchen the entire time. Currently he slouched against the fridge. Annabel decided to walk over and lean against Alucard with her back. Deatrice sat at the island counter sipping at the blood punch Annabel had poured earlier.

"Is there something you want Red? You've been awfully quiet."

"Sir Integra wants to see you in her office first thing in the morning. Its about an assignment overseas."

"You mean for me?" A mixture of curiosity and excitement laced through her. He nodded. "Ooh! What what?"

"You'll find out tomorrow, Spaz." He grinned knowing it just ate her up inside at what it could be.

"Aah! Come on! You give me one lick of the lollipop but ya won't let me have it. You're so mean sometimes."

He pulled out an arm and wrapped it around her waist. "So I've heard." Suddenly he felt a familiar tug on his coat.

"Why won't you give Auntie the lollipop? I had one once. They are sweet and tasty."

"The Bug defends you Spaz. How interesting."

She shrugged at him then addressed said Bug. "Ah honey, its not a literal lollipop. It means that Alucard is withholding information that I want to know."

"Oh." Deatrice then stared hard at Alucard's leg.

"Don't even think about it Bug. I'll bite back twice as hard." The elder vampire warned. Deatrice squeaked, let go of the coat, and scampered behind the island counter almost too fast for Annabel to see.

"She wanted to bite you?" Annabel asked kind of surprised. "Why?"

"To extract the information from my blood so she could tell you."

"Oh. That's sweet Deatrice but you don't need to do that. The things he knows could give you... Wait one second." She flipped around in his arms to face him. "Are you saying that every time you've tapped this neck you gain some personal memories from me?"

He grinned wide at the way her mind clicked with the new insight. "You're a special case Spaz. No memories, just deliciousness."

"Oh, okay. Glad I have some privacy then at least in here." She tapped her head.

The timer went off. "Oh! Gotta check the muffins!" She wigged out of his grasp and hopped over to the oven where Deatrice followed.

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B/N: Ahh the trip, such delightful evilness you have in store for those poor readers. At least Integra knows about the wings now and Alucard is really too oversexed for his own good, or is that just you? :P

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