A/N: Gah, sorry I didn't update last night. I just didn't have the time. But now I do, so here chapter ten is!

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Replay
A Hellsing Fanfiction
By Lady Hito
Chapter Ten

"ALUCARD!"

Alucard was rather rudely awakened by his master yelling out his name. Of course, she couldn't be kind for once by not yelling through his mind.

Phasing through the lid of his coffin bed, the vampire slipped into the shadows and made his way to Integra's office. In moments, he was there, red eyes glowing.

"Relax, Master. I've returned." He murmured, just as the young blonde was preparing to yell a thought into his mind again.

"About time." Integra growled, whirling to face her vampire servant. "Where have you been, Alucard?"

"Just around."

"Around where? You haven't been pursuing that police officer again, have you?"

The tall figure was silent.

"Alucard!" Her icy glare demanded a verbal answer.

"Perhaps."

"So is that why you haven't been reporting back to me? I see she's more important to you than your master is." Integra slumped down into her chair and swiveled it around to face the window.

After a few moments of tense silence, Alucard broke it with a mere whisper into the young Hellsing's mind.

My loyalties will always lie with you, Master. Never forget that. With that, he phased away from the office.

They damn well better be. Came her snappy reply.

"How was work?" Seras asked Antony as they sat in the library before the bright, flickeringflames of the fireplace.

"We had a long meeting in the morning, but then the rest of the day was uneventful." He replied. "Did you do anything interesting today?"

"Not really." She sighed. "Just sat around. Thinking."

"About what?"

"Just things."

Antony nodded. "And what about you, Nattie?" He turned his attention to his daughter.

"I was over at grandma's!"

"Oh?"

"We went over to Clarissa's for breakfast." Seras reminded him upon seeing his puzzled expression.

"That's right…I must've forgotten."

"Liz called me out for lunch, so I left Nattie over at Clarissa's estate."

"Ah." Antony nodded. "Why is Liz calling you so much now? You've known each other since entering university, right?"

Seras shrugged. "We haven't really been in contact after graduation. I didn't even remember having her phone number in my cell phone, but I did. So I called her recently."

"So are you both all done catching up?" Antony grinned.

"Oh, of course not." She gave him a weak smile in return. Thinking about Liz caused her to think about the events at the mall, and thus led her to think about Alucard, the cursed man.

"I'm sleepy." Natalia rubbed her eyes, yawning slightly as she did so.

"Alright, sweetie, let's get you to bed." Seras hefted her daughter up in her arms. "I think I'll get some sleep now, too." She whispered to her husband, giving him a quick peck on the cheek. "Night."

"Night." Antony turned to Natalia. "And where's my good night?"

"Good night, daddy." The little girl obediently murmured.

"Love you, Nattie, sweet dreams." Her father smiled, planting a kiss on her forehead.

With the good nights said, Seras ascended the stairs to the bedrooms, tucking Natalia into her pink sheets and comforter. No bedtime story was needed tonight, as her daughter drifted into sleep almost immediately upon being placed onto her bed.

Seras trudged to her own room then, falling into the dreamless oblivion of sleep.

Liz could not believe what she saw when she stepped into the church the following morning.

"You." She hissed as her cursed brother stood from a pew. He smirked upon seeing her.

"What are you doing here?" She asked him in a seething whisper.

"Oh, child, you've come to confess your sins! Come, come." He loudly proclaimed to anyone who cared to listen, leading her into one of the confession rooms.

"Don't be so loud about it." Liz muttered, allowing him to drag her in despite her distaste for him. "Seriously, what are you doing here?"

"What do you think?" He grinned. His grin very much resembled that of the vampire Alucard, and she didn't like that grin.

"I can handle the damn job." She snarled.

"Need I remind you that you're in a holy place of worship?" Despite his stern tone, he wore an amused expression.

"Oh, forgive me, father, for I have sinned. Again." She rolled her eyes. "Does it really look like I care?"

"Maxwell thinks you incapable of successfully completing the job."

"You mean, you think me incapable of it. Maxwell just listens to what you say." She snapped. "I am perfectly fine. I can handle it myself, I don't need you babysitting me."

"Why, dearest sister – "

"Don't 'dearest sister' me, you regenerating freak. I refuse to admit to any relations with you."

What she meant to be an insult only caused his grin to expand. "I'll still be in town until the mission is completed. However long that takes, is however long I'll stay. But remember this – if you take too long, I'll have to intercept and take matters into my own hands."

The next morning, Seras awakened to a surprisingly sunny December morning.

She found that the glimpses of the sun were merely illusions as to the actual temperature of the day, which was the typical temperature for a December day. Let's just say it was cold.

Seras slipped Natalia into the backseat of the sedan, making sure that the seat belt was secured tightly before getting behind the steering wheel herself. They arrived at the local church, where the blonde woman hoped to get some peace and quiet.

"Victoria!"

"Hello, Sister." Seras smiled as she was approached by one of the nuns she was familiar with.

"How do you do?"

"Very well, thank you."

"You've brought your daughter?"

"Yes, but Nattie's a bit tired."

"Well, why don't I care for her for you while you go and pray? That is what you are here for, correct?"

Seras nodded an affirmative. "Thank you, Sister." She handed Nattie over to the rather young nun before heading into the church, where the light was dim, lit by candles. It wasn't a large church, merely a small one, a space made for only about a hundred people to fill. However, not many came to this church, preferring a larger one closer to the city, so it was somewhat deserted, with a few priests and nuns here and there.

A familiar blonde figure rushed down the little aisle between the church pews toward Seras. The figure paused as she glanced at Seras.

"Vicky?"

"Liz?"

"H-hi!" Liz nervously greeted.

"What are you doing here?"

"Uhh…confessing?" She answered, more as a question.

"About what?"

"Just…stuff." Liz muttered. "Look, I got to go. See you some other time?"

"Sure." Seras was a bit puzzled by the hasty way Liz spoke, as if she wanted to get the conversation over with as soon as possible.

"I'll call you!" Liz called over her shoulder as she hurried out the doors.

Seras slowly slid into one of the empty pews, merely sitting there for a few moments before sensing a presence next to her. Lifting her head up to see who it was, she saw a blond priest with glasses and a silver cross around his neck. He didn't seem to have the same gentle aura most of the other priests had, instead having a somewhat hostile aura.

"H-hello." She greeted in a hoarse voice. She cleared her throat a few times.

"What's your name, child?" He asked with an Irish accent.

"Victoria Seras. You may call me Victoria."

He grinned, eyes flashing, and for a moment, Seras saw Alucard's face flash across the priest's features. "I'm Alexander Anderson. Most refer to me as Father Anderson. Delighted to meet you."