Title: You're What!

Authoress: The Scientist Wrangler

Disclaimer:

Series: Hellsing (Not based off of the Ultimate Universe just as a heads up)

Pairing: Alucard/Seras

Chapter: 7

Continuation of: No More PMSing

Author Note: I apologize for not posting this sooner. My laptop charger broke. *growls angrily* So I only got a new one a few days ago. Now I finally finished this chapter. ENJOY!

"Women are meant to be loved, not to be understood."

Oscar Wilde

~Five Months Along~

Sharp blue eyes watched silently from the balcony, as the small blonde fledgling was working on a painting of the night sky. Integra exhaled the smoke from her cigar with a small sigh. The boredom was clearly bothering the girl, as was the not being able to participate in missions. Every single time Alucard went to deal with the wannabe's, a scowl would take a firm place on Seras's face. Leaving the blonde vampire to wander the Hellsing grounds in an attempt to find something that would distract her from her frustration.

Unfortunately, even if the fledgling did find something to briefly sway her attentions… the moment the army would return, that glower would return. Eventually all that negative energy builds up, and it had to be directed somewhere. Integra was fairly certain, that if Seras wasn't expecting, and if the nosferatu didn't care for her as much as he did… Alucard would have long since killed the girl. If not every evening, then every other, there was a loud argument that would start up between the two vampires. Whatever was the cause would no longer even be significant, they'd simply end up continuing the bickering due to them both being obscenely stubborn.

Integra would have pitied her servant, but she'd overheard far too many of these verbal firestorms. A large percentage of the time, he'd say something utterly asinine that would spark the fledglings wrath. Apparently, the nosferatu still had yet to discover that teasing a pregnant woman, is NEVER a good idea. Which was why Alucard was currently brooding in a dark corner of the balcony. A small smirk played on the blonde woman's lips, as she leaned against the railing, she spoke,

"So how are things going with our little police girl?" The no life king grimaced viciously, those crimson orbs burned with silent aggravation. Quickly he covered his malice up with a scoff,

"Everything is fine." He crossed his long arms over his chest, shifting his gaze outwards. As if the moon was suddenly quite fascinating… to be quite honest, it was rather boring. Integra looked back at Seras, as the girl went to add some more brushstrokes, she took out one of her cigars. The blonde human lit it, before taking a long drag. When she finally exhaled, she spoke once more, but this time there was a hint of amusement playing in her voice,

"Really? I could have sworn I'd overheard Seras threatening to castrate you with dull spoon yesterday. Honestly, you should have just allowed her to watch the marathon of that American show, Buffy. It's not quite as horrid as you'd think it was." A low growl escaped her vampire, and Alucard finally moved to stand by her side,

"She was demanding I participate in the musical sing-a-long episode. I have no desire to sing-a-long to anything." A single blonde brow arched in amusement, a sparkle shone in her blue eyes,

"You also should have let her order that custom-made teddy bear. It wasn't all that expensive." She could have sworn that Alucard's temple was visibly throbbing in irritation, he grumbled,

"The thing was a designed replica of my six eyed canine familiar. Not the type of toy to give an infant." Integra had to admit, that would be a wee bit frightening to wake up in the middle of night and see sitting on ones dresser. The Hellsing didn't give up, eventually the nosferatu would have to admit to having been in the wrong with something.

"Why won't you let her purchase the furniture for the nursery already?" she let out another puff of smoke, and watched as his eyes darkened dramatically.

"I think that getting everything prepared for what could end up as a complete and utter disaster… would only make matters worse. If the child ends up stillborn, then all that will be left is an untouched room of heartbreak and disappointment, collecting dust." He had a very good point. Even so, that was ridiculous, an expecting mother needed the gratification of preparing their home for the arrival of their child. Not to do so, is torturous for the woman.

When she told Alucard as much, he only let out a very long sigh of frustration, he clearly wouldn't accept defeat easily. The man had to realize that if he let Seras kick into her nesting phase, she'd be venting her negative energy to positive energy, and that would lessen the screaming matches. As well as keep him from ending up in his own coffin, alone, every morning. He looked out towards his mate, they both watched the fledgling silently. As she mixed colors, applied more paint in easy brush strokes, and then made certain that it looked right before moving on.

Integra had peeked over at her servant, and wasn't surprised to see the fond expression that had unconsciously taken a hold of face. It was sweet that he cared so deeply for the young girl, was so protective of her. Even so, he was old school… medieval old school… when it came to relationships romantically. Blue eyes shifted back outwards, just in time to catch movement.

Seras must have felt her mate/master's gaze, even from such a large distance. Her head turned to face their direction, and when she saw Alucard, those red eyes narrowed. Integra couldn't help but laugh loudly, as the fledgling lifted one hand, and flipped the no life king off. Yeah, those two were certainly on great terms. Why was it that men had to be so obscenely thick-headed in all manners but intelligence when it came to romance? Though, as amusing as Seras's actions were, the human could only wonder if a limit could be reached, in terms of the nosferatu's patience.

"She was less of an irritant when she WASN'T expecting!" He snarled viciously, Integra could have sworn that Seras sneered back in response, even though she was a good distance away. The woman exhaled a ring of smoke, before giving her servant a look that betrayed the amusement that she was taking from the whole situation.

"The same could be said of you, Alucard. You've been acting the part of a stereotypical male, being overprotective and overly dominant. Which makes sense, except Seras isn't a typical girl. She's used to taking care of herself, keep that in mind. While you complain about how bloody irritating she's been… she has probably been saying the exact same thing about you."

He let out a low growl of impatience in response. As aggravating as the whole situation was… his master wasn't all that wrong with her point. Perhaps, Seras did need a bit more freedom… in a confined means of course. Integra watched with knowing eyes, as Alucard let out a sigh of exasperation. Which was all she needed to know that he'd grudgingly accepted what she had said. A miracle in and of its own.

"You'll need to give her a room to convert into a nursery… You do realize this?" The blonde woman smirked, before putting out the lingering remnants of her cigar. She waved her hand in a dismissive gesture,

"Walter and I have already figured all of that out. We were simply waiting on you." She said with a lighthearted tone of voice, and he appeared rather nonplussed with that little tidbit of information. Even so Integra nodded her head in the direction of the fledgling vampire, whom was now using more vicious brush strokes then before.

"You might want to let your dearest know that she can start making the manor into a baby-safe environment." The nosferatu scoffed at that, as he melted into the night shadows, his voice lingered behind.

"With all the weaponry lying around…that'll be next to impossible…I'll enjoy watching you all try though." Integra was tempted to snap at him and call him an irritating git. Thankfully, she restrained herself from doing so. Silently watching as the elder vampire reformed a few feet away from the strawberry blonde vampiress.

She couldn't hear what was being said exactly, but it was quite clear that Seras was not a happy little fledgling. The human woman hadn't thought it was possible for a vampires face to turn such a brilliant shade of red. Alucard was trying to give a relaxed demeanor, and even from this distance it was clear that he was failing. In the end they would work things out, the two always did. Seras was stubborn but had a forgiving heart, while Alucard was stubborn and….well…the only other word she could think of was, insane.

At first it appeared like things were going well, the girl was smiling. She'd seemed to have completely forgotten about her painting project. A good sign. As much as she cared for her two vampire servants…she rather disliked playing the makeshift role of therapist for their relationship. It was a royal pain in the arse to deal with on a constant basis. Far too often Seras would wander into her human masters office, just to rant about how frustrating Alucard was. Integra could only be pitying to a certain point before she would snap at the girl to, get out of the damned room!

Just as Integra was about to accept victory and head back into the manor, Seras shrieked so loudly that it cut clear across the entire estate.

"YOU GIVE ME PERMISSION! WHY YOU ARROGANT, CONDESCENDING, INCONSIDERATE BLOODY BASTARD! ENJOY YOUR DAMNED COFFIN, WITHOUT ME IN IT YOU ARSEHOLE!" Integra's eyes widened considerably as the fledgling proceeded to chuck a container of her paint at the startled no life king. There was a long moment of dead silence, as Seras stampeded back into the building.

After a few more seconds of complete quiet, it was broken as the leader of Hellsing burst into laughter. Her servant shout her a dirty look which was diminished in potency by the splatter of bright canary yellow across his face. She had to admit, Seras had some serious guts for pulling a stunt like that. If she hadn't been expecting…then Alucard wouldn't still be snarling menacing things under his breath, while trying to use a small wash clothe to wipe the remnants of paint off his skin.

Walter emerged from the doorway with confusion clear in his eyes. Integra was still chuckling, she gestured over at the nosferatu that was once again glowering on the balcony. One glance at the lingering evidence of Seras Victoria's wrath, and the butler let out a small sigh of dismay. Alucard snapped darkly at the two humans,

"Your ridicule is not appreciated!" he wasn't all that threatening, looking like a sulky disgruntled child. Walter shook his head,

"Seeing as you've probably made miss Seras put unnecessary extra stress upon her body… I'll go check to see if she's alright. Most likely she'll be in need of another transfusion." Suddenly the humor of the situation seemed to diminish greatly. They'd forgotten about that little detail, it was the key reason Seras wasn't allowed to leave the grounds. Her body was going through more blood then it ordinarily would. About double her average intake, and that was on a day where she'd spend it lying around on the couch watching a movie.

The cramps and severe pain was dealt with the use of intense pain killers. A vampires body is typically immune to simple things like Tylenol or Advil. Seras was on a high dosage of Vicodin, they would give her an IV transfusion for the blood. In it was the drugs as well, the medicine lasted long enough to stifle the excruciating pain. Though it did nothing to diminish the growing need for a larger intake during feeding. They'd also discovered that the fledgling had an aversion towards needles.

Alucard fell silent and still as Walter left the two once more. Integra watched her servant with concern, she understood why he was so…fearful. Though he would never admit to being so. Seras Victoria had become a very dear companion to all of them, the constant fear of things going wrong was ever present. She'd noticed that the nosferatu was no longer waiting for the perfect opponent. He took care of his missions, cleaned up the mess, dealt with the troublemakers, and returned home.

They tried to hide the uncomfortable negative vibe that seemed to engulf each of the inhabitants of the Hellsing manor. In the end, there was always a constant reminder of the truth. Integra pulled out a fresh cigar, and after it was lit… she took a drag off of it. She held in the burning sensation before letting out a shaky exhale, leaning against the balcony railing for support. Eventually she broke the silence with a quiet yet strong voice,

"We'll make it through this." At first he didn't say anything, the clothe clenched tightly in his hand. His eyes were swallowed whole by such an overwhelming darkness. When he finally spoke, there was something in his voice that she'd never heard before,

"This time…You may be wrong… my Master."

TBC

I know I am a cruel author for leaving off on such a total cliff hanger. By the way, the choice of the name Elysia was not coincidental. I deliberately used it for the fact that it is connected to the hell… at least the Ancient Greeks take on the underworld. Also. I apologize for having taken so long to post this. I've been going through a bit of a hard time as of late.

I will try to get the next chapter up as soon as I possibly can. Thanks for all the encouraging reviews everyone! As a brief side note… My birthday is coming up in exactly 21 days from this post date. I'll be old… twenty-two. *laughes* okay… not THAT old. But still. I'll try to get the next chap up before that date. I promise!