I do not own Hellsing nor do have and interests in it save for pleasure.
Authors Note: Italics are thoughts.
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Again Seras sat at the highest point she could find. Slowly she began her nightly ritual of sending out her senses. Again she would try to contact him. "Alucard! You know you are needed. Get your arse back here!" He never responds. Maybe with Integra in jail he feels footloose and fancy-free. Once again nothing. "Jackass!" Seras knew there was to be a good sized mission tonight. She fed more and went back to headquarters.
You are persistent! Heh heh heh. Oh my! Such language!
Walter was insistent. "I realize you want YOUR guns. As soon as I can get them done you will have them. I know that the post has lost ….. You will carry a gun! I have a huge appreciation for your fighting skills. We do not want them to get that close to you, it is an unnecessary risk! Of course her idea of an unnecessary risk does not seem to concur with mine. Now do you want a hip holster or an upper body one?" After getting her preference Walter hung up the inner house phone. "That willful, frustrating … woman! Why does she not want to carry a gun? Considering her high skill I do not understand it. She seemed completely shocked at her ability. She must have expected to be rustier than she is. Damn that wretched potion tastes foul!" Walter pulled out two holsters that could fit from sight measurements, he set them on the workbench. Still she was rather bothered by her ability. Well I'll just have to feel her up about it Walter stopped and shook his head feel her out about it.
Sophia knocked on and then slowly opened the door "Dr. Frankenstein? Are you here?" she stepped into the workshop. "Walter?"
"Yes Sophia?" Walter had stepped up very close behind her. Sophia turned and looked startled she is rather cute like that. She also looked ready to clean his clock. Must remember be ready to move quickly away the next time I do this.
"Walter don't do that! I nearly did unpleasant things to your person." Sophia nearly gasped. That's two. "So I'm here. Where do we start?"
"If you do not mind, with some measurements; all the easier to create custom holsters for you my dear." He held up a tailor's measuring tape. Oh great I sound like the Big Bad Wolf! I feel a bit wolfish too. It must be a side effect, though not an unpleasant one.
"Ok tell me what to do." Sophia bit her tongue. Ok that sounded wrong.
If only it was always so easy. "Please remove your coat and step over there" She smells good. That is an interesting perfume. Walter thought of asking her about it. Sophia stood where he had asked her to. Walter began to walk around studying her.
"Dare I ask?" Sophia raised an eyebrow.
"Pardon me? Of course ask away." She is really built very nicely; good form, keeps her self in shape. It will not be hard to fit her for a loaner holster making her a custom will be nice. Suddenly Walter felt warm and his pulse quickened.
"What are you looking at or for? Just curious, I'm not generally stared at like this." Sophia was a rather pink.
"I am sorry. No I'm not I am staring or rather studying you so I can see where you prefer to carry daggers on your body, and how you naturally stand so that as I create custom holsters for you, I take that into account. I do not wish to embarrass you
"Oh I see, makes sense." Now I look like a dolt. Not all guys are sex crazed madmen. This is so weird I have men around me all of the time some hitting on me. Why does he make me feel so…so...odd.
"Please put your arms out." Walter was in front Sophia. She does smell good; "I'll need these upper body measurements for an upper body holster."
He is so close to me I can feel his breath on my throat, it's so warm. What am I thinking? "I was curious about your monocle. Does the part that attaches to your ear actually pierce it?" Sophia asked and put her arms out.
"No it doesn't it is a strong magnet." Walter moved so he was not in front of her. Her breath on my ear it's so warm.
"May I ask what scent you are wearing?" Walter's hands were on her now. Bloody hell I have been doing this for decades. Why am I feeling so out of control with her?
"Well I guess mine, combined with my soap and lotion, cucumber melon." Wow he has a sensitive nose. Most never catch it, but then he is really close.
"Just curiosity, I apologize if that was too personal." Dunce! Why did you ask her? Walter moved to measure her arm. I like her natural scent, there is no cucumber melon on her now.
"Oh it's ok, I don't mind. He smells pretty good turn about being fair play, what scent do you wear?"
"Like you, my own mixed with lotion, soap." I wonder if she likes my scent.
"Do you do this with all of your crew?"Sophia dropped her arms.
"No I don't. " Walter knelt in front of her. "Only for command, specialists and those I do custom work for. You fall into all three." He looked up at her and smiled. Yes her curves are nice and…Stop that! He went back to work.
"Lucky me." Oh that sounded wrong "To receive your close attention" That was worse! Sophia took a breath
Is there anything I can say in response to that with out sounding like a cad? "Well I hope you do not mind when it comes time to do some of the final fittings for your holster." I hope that sounded appropriate. Walter stood, and put away his measuring tape making a few notes. "We will after all be doing this several more times" Walter was glad Sophia couldn't see his face. My tone of voice was not appropriate there; please let her not have noticed it! She must think me a…lecherous old man.
Whoa girl he was making an innocent comment! You know that it's true for a good fit this will happen again, just because you are enjoying his attention… Sophia walked over to the work bench where he had laid out two holsters "So which one do you think is best for me?" That was safe right?
"Honestly with the symmetry of your form, either will work with some adjustments. Your body is unique that way; it's going to be a pleasure to work with." There is no way that could not have sounded completely crass and provocative.
"Thank you, your complement is as unique as is I guess my form. I've never had one quite like it." Please God let that work! I know that he was not speaking in a sexual way regardless that I would like it if he were….
"Your welcome" She saved me there I still like her pink. Damn it old boy get your libido under control. She is a lady! Walter sat/leaned on a stool with one foot on the lower rung and sized the holster down in his hands. Sophia walked over to see him work. Without thinking he leaned a bit forward and put his arms around Sophia to put on the holster; she moved forward a bit and raised her arms to make it easier for him so he didn't have to stretch so far.
They realized how close they were. Walter looked down. Sophia looked up. He could see a bit down the front of her shirt he liked what he saw. She realized with very little effort I could lean forward and up a bit and kiss him. What the ... He flicked his eyes to hers. When he looked at her face he did not know how close he came to being passionately kissed.
I would so like to run my fingers up her…stop it! Walter scolded himself. If we were any closer she would know precisely what is on my mind. He finished putting the holster around her. "How does that feel? Is it the right size?"
"Hmmm, yes it feels good; actually it feels like just the right size. Usually the ones I've had in the past were smaller. I like this fit better." Sophia smiled up at Walter. That could be taken so wrong! What must he think of me? She wanted to die right then and there. I know it's been quite a while and he is definitely my type…I really like his hands there.
"I am glad you like the size … fit. I do think it rides on your hips quite well, it should allow for more movement." Walter's hands were back on her hips, that is where they needed to be, after all he was fitting this holster to her. I am enjoying this far too much. I can't say a word without it sounding a come on. I should grab her, tell her I want to shag her madly, kiss her like she has never been kissed before, and deposit us both on my worktable ... What am I thinking? Where are these thoughts coming from? Walter was shocked at his reactions and how strong they desire behind them were.
"I agree. I prefer to have free movement. Being bound up is just too uncomfortable." Oh great! Well at least he won't think I'm into bondage.
Come on old boy, you can resist temptation Walter had gone to one knee in front of Sophia again. Even if this would be a perfect position to start things. Stop winding your self up! He fastened the straps around both thighs. "That is true but then, if things are made and fitted correctly, where and how the straps go is only a good thing. Allowing you to do much more. It especially true as I have seen you move." I do not believe I said that. What the devil is wrong with me? Has her scent changed?
Does he have any idea how much he is winding me up? Sophia swallowed. No, I'm sure he doesn't. Come on girl be strong or you are going to grab him telling him you want to shag him like mad and let's try out your worktable while we are at it because I want you right now! Sophia swallowed silently."Thank you for keeping that in mind. Well I am lucky to be in very skilled hands, in multiple areas even; don't forget I've seen you move as well." She was so very glad that Walter wasn't looking up. I want to die!
I want to show you how talented my hands are on several areas of your body. Walter closed his eyes for a moment, took a deep breath and then opened them, he literally bit his tongue. I've learned many things over the years that you would enjoy. I am so tempted. I need to remember that you are my Boss. Why are you so intoxicating? You can have no idea how much I am fighting every urge I have right now. Damn that potion is not helping this situation at all. "Sophia," Walter stood "would you be so kind to walk and move around a bit, so I can watch … observe you. I need to make sure the straps are in the right places so they allow you to move in the way you like. This way I can make any adjustments, here." I know that sounded bad, right now space, Physical space between me and her is good. I love the way she moves! He continued to watch her walk and move he watched every part of her as she moved.
"Well it feels good how does it look? Is it riding the way it should?" Sophia smiled then quickly turned away from him I work with him! No more talking about riding. I wonder if he likes garter belts? Oh For the love of…..stop it!
"Looks good, nearly spot on seems to be riding rather well" Walter moved up in front of her. "There are just a few things I need to adjust here and there." Walter's hands brushed her as he tightened the holster. "How is that?" Walter was sure that his breathing was giving him away now. I will never be able to look her in the eye again. I want to find excuses to lay my hands on her. Get this over as quickly but safely as you can.
"Yes this does feel good, it felt fine before but this is good as well. You are the expert." Sophia forced her self to back up and walk away a bit. She threw a combination of kicks. His breath on my neck …with what I've been saying. I am so obvious! Down girl! Think about cold showers, being naked on icebergs something. He is so close smells too damn good! These heightened senses are not always good.
"Do the straps around your thighs feel good? I would not loosen them maybe tighten them a bit actually." Do the straps feel good? She must think I am a rutting pervert; she is far beyond desirable! Mentally Walter kicked himself.
"Yes, actually they do feel good Walter. I would have thought them too tight in the past." In the past I would not be in this position, or feeling like this. Sophia swallowed. Why do I want you so bad? "But they fit very comfortably very well." Sophia hoped that was not a obvious as she thought it was. There is no good way to ask this question without it sounding sexual. "So shall we try this with your guns in? To make sure they fit."
"Of course, the 45's." Walter nearly flew to the counter where the guns were. Oh lord they fit .. stop he could not have meant that. It took all of his willpower to not simply grab and kiss her while divesting her of both holster and clothing. I could just back her into the mirror and… Stop it now! "Tell me how this feels in your hand. Do you think you can use it or is it too big?" She is going to shoot me with that gun now. Walter blinked.
"Ok here we go." Sophia took it, held, hefted it and took aim in a different direction than Walter. "It's bigger and heavier than I am accustomed to but I like it." Unconsciously she licked her lips. Great another size comment. Could this get worse? She smiled at Walter. Sophia prayed it wasn't a come hither smile, even if that was what she was feeling. I must be sending him so many signals, even my voice has dropped. He isn't interested. This is so embarrassing.
Do not under any circumstances go hither. That is not what her smile or eyes mean to say! The way her tongue licked across her lips. "I'm glad you like it. Here is its mate. I will have to remember that you like them this size. Customizing the grip will be easier." I do not believe that came out of my mouth. Walter handed the gun to Sophia.
"Thank you. Ammo? " Sophia said accepting the other gun and holstering them both. She quickly turned as though to throw a roundhouse kick to test fit, she had to hide the look in her eye and her flush as well. "Nice they stay perfectly in place when I move not even a wiggle." I did not just say that! I can still get out of here with my self-respect and without jumping Walter, I know I can. Between my breathing and my scent and my words, what must he think of me?
"Yes one moment." Those guns are not the only thing that would stay in place while you move. Walter was circling Sophia again to make sure that it still fit her correctly. He felt like a falcon circling his prey. She was beyond a light pink, getting to red. Yes Walter was enjoying this but it was also deadly serious. He ran his hands over her left hip to double check. He then went to the Right hip and began to do the same. She flinched. "What's wrong?"
"It is a nasty bruise, at least five different colors." Sophia said as she chewed her lower lip. "No worries" It was just this side of a lie and she knew it.
"Yes let me get you clips of ammo." Walter grabbed and helped Sophia on with her coat. His arms went partially around her as he handed the ammo to her She smells so good! Her scent has changed. Could that mean what I think it... want it to mean? Is her breathing more erratic? Perhaps it's more a flush than a blush? If I am going to do anything I must do it now. Walter slowly pulled the braid out of the back of her coat, she shivered. It would for many have been hard to notice but with him being as close to her and as much attention he was paying, he saw it and smiled. "Remember to comeback here, after the fight. I will need to check to see if all is as it should be, to see how well they did." He breathed into her ear.
"I will remember that." Walter's breath was so warm on her neck, cheek and ear. Sophia closed her eyes for a moment. The door is right in front of me I can get through it. All I have to do is put one foot in front of the other. I could lean back just a little or turn my head to his face. No I will do no such thing! Do not turn around if you do you are lost in him, and you know it.
Walter let her go. Sophia made it through the door. Just.
Seras sensed something in the air when Walter walked over, she looked up at him. He both looked and smelled frustrated. "This just got nastier."
"Oh and how would that be?" Walter asked sharply. A right bloody nasty fight is good in my opinion right now thank you very much.
"We have two buildings next to one another, both least seven FREAKS per." Oh crud he looks way too happy with those facts. Seras' nose picked up something else. She looked at Sophia coming up. She smelled much the same and had the same look in her eye as Walter. Well I know they are hot for one another. They reek of it! "I just informed Angel that we have two buildings now."
"Oh? Where?" Sophia asked. Good bigger fight!!
"Lower Quarter seven." Vic said.
Sophia allowed her eyes to go out of focus "If they appear to have two infested then we need to hit all four." Her eyes came back into focus.
Interesting, when she remembers her eyes go out of focus. Walter noticed.
"What the Devil?" Seras responded
"In that area many of the old buildings are connected underground. If you give me the addresses of both houses I can run to my office and look at a map and see what I can find. I mapped some of the underground."
"Here are the addys." Sophia took off towards her office. "I see you got her to wear the guns." Seras smiled.
Walter nodded.
"So are we looking for a particularly nasty fight?"
"Yes Vic I am. Is there any news from Alucard yet?"
Seras shook her head. She fairly quickly saw Sophia come running up. Oh wow memo me if I am trying to hide my scent do not run! It only makes it stronger.
"Ok I was a little off; we only need to hit three. These" Sophia gave the other address and laid out a map of the area.
"Give me a minute. I Oh, and if I forget to come and get a map from you for a planned mission, in the future kick me! HARD!" Seras leaned over the hood of the transport.
Walter could also smell Sophia. Oh my God. After this battle she will be irresistible. I already know how she looks physically after a battle; hair mussed, out of breath, grinning, when you add the smells of battle and her scent with that I will not be able to keep my hands off her. Perhaps there could be someone else with us. If there is I will be able to keep my hands off her. But I do not want to keep my hands off of her. So we are alone then.
"Ok" Seras brought Walter back to the real world "We will each take one and hit at the same time, we will park here."
"Vic, this is Blaze's first full out FREAK fight."
Sophia shrugged "You gave me an experienced team. Besides what makes you say that? I'll be fine."
Not her first? Seras smiled and nodded
I have every intention of finding out tonight. Walter nodded
"Fire it up!" Blaze shrugged. I want to kill things, lots and lots of things, now!
In Seras' transport they joked around, the Hellsing regulars were beginning to loosen up. They joked with Crew, partially because they understood the new guys were in a word: afraid. This was good to them. The Crew would do their job, be more careful and come out alive. Seras was certain that soon they would all be just one. Crew sounded better, more relaxed, they all knew that once the fight started, it and they got very serious. Both groups were about to see something they could not be prepared for the fight. Not really. The Hellsing Troops had heard from Seras and Walter, and there had been a few others who had gone out on terrorist missions with the Crew. The men who went came back often in almost a state of shock. They would tell their men what they had seen but you had to see these men and women in action to truly believe, and understand, their absolute brutality.
The Crew already knew the same applied to them. They all trained hard and they all were combat experienced. Most had seen a RedLight besides Seras. This however was a full On FREAK and ghoul fight. It would be very different. It would be interesting to say the least.
In the second transport rode The Angel of Death. The troops and Crew with him were a bit nervous because of what they were going into, his bearing did not help. He was looking forward to the killing and everyone knew it.
"So Angel are we going to see your wicked wires whack the wigs off the wicked wascals?" One of the Crew quipped.
"Hmm? Yes you will, if you are able to keep up with me, that is." Walter challenged in the direction of the voice.
"I may be a whelp but I'm fast enough to keep up with you in a fight. In a flat out run no chance but in a battle the odds even out." He grinned back.
"Is that your call, 'Whelp'?"
"No it's what we call some one who is new. Not an old dog like your self." He liked the old man. "My call is Bullet."
"As in fast as a speeding?" Walter liked the term whelp it got the point across but it was still respectful, an understanding they would grow into their paws and ears. In fact he liked a lot of the Crews terms, they were unique. He did like this whelp in front of him as well.
"Got it in one. The other part is that I am equally as deadly." Bullet smiled
"Do you have a preference in guns?" Walter asked
"Of course I do who doesn't?"
"Very well, if you impress me tonight I will build for you a custom one of your choice, otherwise you will be cleaning many of old stored weapons that direly need it." Let's see how cocky this whelp is. Walter grinned his challenge.
Bullet sat and thought about it for a few minutes but in the end he figured he could. "You are on O Angel of Death! "Bullet laughed and stuck out his hand. Walter shook it and it was a deal. "Madness."
He is not too cocky he took his time to think, always a good sign. Walter smiled to himself he was really liking this crew. They knew his reputation but Bullet was willing to challenge him. They are always interesting soon the Hellsing troops would start to challenge the reputations of the Crew… Wait just a tick we have no clue about reputations. They know ours. They are just listening. They share jokes and the like but they do not speak about themselves. These blokes are organized and as pro as any group I have encountered. Sophia has trained them well. Where did she learn? This goes beyond project manager. They are so organized they do not look it. Could she have mercenary training?
"So Bullet, where did you get your call?" Walter asked conversationally.
"Afghanistan, Iraq." He stated simply. "Where did you get your call Angel of Death?"
"Nazi Germany amongst other places. Yes I truly am an old dog, though I do pick up on new tricks." All of the whelps blinked and at this point, including Hellsing troops realized that compared to him they were whelps.
"You in no way look, move, or act like it." One of the others said, every one else agreed.
"Thank you" Walter liked the complement but they were getting close, also he was realizing that he had been showing more emotion on his face. His mask was slipping and he needed to fix that, now.
Everyone could tell that Boss was in a mood. What it was no one had a scooby.
"Hey Boss!" One crew member called her.
"Yes." She absently answered.
"Blonde or Black? Or grey, or brown?" A crew member, Ken asked with a sly smile on his face.
"Pardon me?" Sophia would not be drawn in like this.
"Who is on your mind? What color is his hair and what are you doing?" Ken was fully smiling now. The Hellsing troops could not believe their ears. What did he just ask Boss?
"Barbie Blond; I am currently contemplating how many ways to kill him." Sophia smirked.
"Well that is a ruddy disappointment! I thought you had a new man in your life." Ken then sighed dramatically.
"Ken what are you on about? I have about one hundred new men in my life." Sophia batted her eyelashes.
Everyone laughed. Sophia went back to thought. She turned on her ear com. "Digger are you here? Trans?"
"Boss one." Was the response.
"T are you Trans two?"
"Boss"
"Ok guys we got a Viki 3 doors. Slam under. One Each. I'm mine. Damn no ear plugs this is going to hurt!"
"Boss!"
"Where are the doors?" Seras asked.
"Basement" came from three different voices.
"T got it?"
"Boss!" He sounded offended "As if I'd forget!"
"Mute" The notice came over the com from Seras. There was no more chatter.
As Seras had decided they stopped at a point three blocks away. Sophia didn't have to find T and Digger they came to her with the other commanders.
"T? Madness! You two know what to do. T this is a half yes?"
"I have no desire to be buried before I see you with a man in your life, so yes it is a half charge." He laughed. Sophia punched him.
"Why is my love life suddenly every ones business? There is no rudding love life." Sophia was giving him an even look.
"That you have no love life is our business, we want you to be happy. It is not all of a sudden. We have to approve him." T smiled "Any guy who thinks you are just a toy will never be found again." He was serious and everyone knew it.
Seras could not decide which was more explosive, the TNT, the people were holding or the exchange she just witnessed.
I know that was not for my benefit. It is something to keep in mind. Before starting something with her I must make sure where things are going. Walter leaned causally against the transport.
"Ok give me a four minute head start so the middle part of the doors will be close to unusable. Then if everyone hits like your planning, madness!" Sophia was smiling. "I do realize that this outside of your plan but I think it could be important, and besides that I'll Flynn."
"I'm not sure I like it but I can see your point, Flynn?" Seras asked.
"In like Flynn." Sophia smiled.
The Angel of Death was less than happy. "Allow me to accompany you, just in case things go wrong, I am also rather stealthy. My team knows it's job for the beginning I can join them after."
"Well then, fire it up!" Sophia slipped something up over her nose and mouth. They both stepped into the shadows.
"Four minutes" Seras reminded them.
They moved through the shadows fluidly. Both appreciated the abilities of the other. They got between two of the houses, and Sophia pointed to her ear. Walter nodded and kept a lookout. When concentrating with her ears Sophia preferred to close her eyes, she swore to Walter that she only closed her eyes with a partner to keep look out. She seems very accustomed to working in a small team perhaps a two man, the Queen sent her for a reason, what is it? Sophia motioned to Walter after looking at the detail she had shown all of the commanders in the past they both knew that there was a basement window just ahead and now they knew that the basement was clear. Walter nodded; when they got to the window he motioned for him to go first she nodded yes. Will wonders never cease? She does listen on occasion.
Walter slipped through the window and clicked his com. There they were, the tunnels probably dug during the bomb raids. No doors prevented one seeing them but then he didn't think the denizens of the houses much cared. He motioned Sophia in she slid through the window easily. Good the holster and guns are staying in place.
Sophia looked about and nodded. She clicked her com and pulled out the first charge. She planted it and cut the fuse, it was short. Then much to Walter's discomfort she lit it. Sophia went to the other passage and began to repeat the process. The Angel of Death heard a basement door opening. There were two ghouls; Walter heard her light the other fuse. He quickly disposed of the ghouls when they closed the door. Walter then went up the stair to the door. Sophia joined him quickly.
"When that door opens go left and low! I'm going right we need to go now!" Sophia said softly but with urgency. Walter nodded and glared at Sophia until she pulled a gun out. As they opened the door and ducked she shut the door. The FREAKs were having a sick parody of dinner. Sophia could not help it "Check please!"
The Angel of Death could hardly believe what she said he looked at her; Sophia was smiling and trying to cover her ears. Then he turned his head felt and heard the explosion. The door exploded into flaming shrapnel. This was enough to get one or two down and wounded the rest. Then all hell broke loose in three hundred and sixty degrees. From Walter's vantage point it looked like Sophia was wounded. He then saw her head come up she had set the gun between her legs. She was shaking her head.
Brilliant that was why she didn't pull a gun she needed to protect her ears. Sophia must be half deaf now. The gun she had grabbed was the one on her com side and that is the side that appears the most painful for her. Ghoul began to flood into the room Sophia picked up the gun and drew the other one. Walter nodded then together they made short work of them. Sophia and Walter left the kitchen. A moment later Sophia threw them both to the ground; the earth shook.
Sophia smiled and in a fit of cheekiness kissed the tip of Walter's nose and quickly got off of him. Why in the devil did I do that? I'm going to get us both punched.
Something caught Walter's attention it was a FREAK coming up on Sophia from behind as she was offering Walter a hand up. Up he went and quickly. Walter had his wires around the FREAK before Sophia was aware of the situation. Walter pulled her out from in front of him then pulled on the wires. This was one tough FREAK and he kept towards them. Sophia and Walter looked at each other looked at the FREAK and just at the very last moment ducked one to each side. Sophia went under the FREAK whose hand was now stuck in the wall and blew its head off, it turned to ash. During this Walter sliced through some more ghouls.
With the last move and stop his monocle caught on something and came off his nose. Sophia turned just in time to see it go flinging completely off.
"That is why it isn't piercing my ear." Walter did his familiar hand gestures and ghoul exploded but not before stepping on his monocle. Walter sighed and pulled out a fresh one from his waistcoat, and put it on. Sophia smiled and shook her head as she shot a ghoul.
Walter made his way out as quickly as he could. He went in with his team and saw Bullet at work. He is fast! I can help him improve his speed. "Miss me?" Walter was feeling cheeky as he neatly severed the head of a ghoul to Bullet's right.
"Who me, nah, but how the hell am I supposed to impress you if you don't see me fight?" Bullet smiled.
"Shall we push to the second floor?" Walter asked.
"Fire it up!" Was Bullets response with a familiar smile, almost all of the Crew had that smile. It said 'hot to trot into the madness!'
After the first explosion all three teams hit at once. Yes Seras like calling it madness. It must be a positive term but right now she could not care in the least. Seras had almost come to appreciate these fights. This was the only safe environment where she could open up, let loose. Not all the way, Bloodlust in front of the men would be bad, very bad, in front of Sophia she didn't know, and Walter didn't seem to care till all was said and done, Alucard would probably love to see it.
Seras was anxious for them to get new Ground Commanders installed. Then she would be able to go Specialist full time. Leave the ground command to the GC's. Seras would still be able to do the overall plan for the night but then she would be able to just go. Until then...... Seras hit the door first and hit it hard. She smiled and ripped the head off the ghoul coming up on her left. Seras led the men in and let them do their thing as she did hers, going to work, she almost enjoyed this now.
"Commander Vic! Hit the Deck!" Seras went to one knee. The ground rumbled and shook. Seras was glad she did, that shake might have knocked her off her feet. As it was, many ghouls were on the ground and confused. Getting up Seras stomped a few heads. These ghouls were never getting up; the men were to fast for that. She went to the stair.
"Who in the Hell are you?" There was a FREAK no two for sure at the top. "I'm going to kill you!" Seras smiled big enough to show her fangs. Then she charged them and threw one down for the men to deal with. Then she threw the second. There was five more coming. A shot went over her head. There were still two FREAKS, Seras hit the landing then so did two more men then two more. She and the four men were working hard there seemed to be an unending amount of ghouls.
"Damn Maggot Scum Sucking FREAK!" Seras saw someone take a round. Now she was completely and totally lit! She yelled at them. "You do not deserve to be associated with we true Midians! You are fakes and defective ones at that!" Seras snarled.
"You are that Hellsing pet bitch! I thought your boss was in jail!" He feigned left.
"My Boss is next door blasting and kicking your friends to ash!" With that Seras put her hand through his chest. He turned to ash around it. She turned just in time to see a Hellsing troop look green as a Crew literally broke the head of a ghoul and stomp its chest to pulverize the heart, the Crewman was smiling the whole time. They then began to do a finish cleaning out. They had it done fairly quickly.
After, as Seras was coming down the front stair she was nearly knocked over by a Crew running and yelling for Boss. Seras watched as he kept yelling for Boss. Coming out of the house Sophia was shaking her head a little. He grabbed her. Sophia didn't bother to look she just ran. Seras got out of the way.
The Angel of Death heard Crew yelling for Boss. When he stepped out he saw one Crew grab her arm, they both ran off. There was a single word that came through the Crew they passed it on as they ran in the same direction. Punching was all they said.
"No Jake! Don't you fucking dare! You are not allowed to quit! Damn it!" All of this yelled by Sophia. The Crew was shoulder to shoulder on one knee surrounding Sophia holding a very big body in her arms. They all took of hats and lowered their heads.
"Beth?" Jake asked.
"We will look after our daughter." Came from the men
"She will go to med school" Sophia said.
"Barbra?" A tear fell from Jake.
"We will look after our sister." This was said by all the men surrounding them.
"I'll have her mum brought into town." Sophia said.
"J.J.?" He sounded worried.
"We will all look after our son" The Crew said.
"He will finish school" Sophia said.
"Boss I'm punching."
"I know Jake. We will look after our site now. Our sites are never abandoned."
She sat there with the man in her arms until he took his last breath. She then closed his eyes, and kissed his forehead. She and all the Crew were in tears. The Hellsing regulars had come over and witnessed this with Seras and Walter. All stood calmly as if for some sign. After a bit one of the transports pulled up to where they were. The older Crew took a blanket and put him on it. It almost looked like they all did something no matter how small as if they needed to. They all very solemnly carried or escorted the body into the transport.
Sophia got in with him and looked at the guys. "You all rotate tomorrow."
"Boss, we want to keep the site for a bit. Just until..."
"You know your assignment." Sophia nodded
"Boss"
They put as many into the transport as they could. The doors were closed, and they drove off. The other Crew and Hellsing Troops got into the other transports to go. It was a quiet ride back to base.