As the morning filtered in through the partially opened curtain, Lizzie awoke to the sound of birds singing. The light fell in such a way that Alucard was not touched by the light. Lizzie looked up at his face. He was asleep, tired from the pacing. "Alucard..." she gently stroked his cheek with a finger. "Wake up, it's nearly morning, the sunlight!" She sat up. A small smile played across his lips, however his eyes remained closed. "The sunlight doesn't harm me, my love." He pulled her down, so she lay half on top of him, half off. He opened his eyes and smiled. "If I died right now, and your beautiful face was the last thing I had seen, I'd die happy." She smiled. Leaning down, she pecked his forehead with her lips, and she felt it crease beneath her. Withdrawing, she looked him in the eyes, and softly kissed his lips.

*alucard pov*
She has me under her spell, the witch. Everything about her! The way her eyes lit up at the smallest thing, the way she laughed with Seras, the way her mouth opened and closed slightly as she slept, everything. As the softness of her lips became more aggressive, her body straining against his, he nearly lost himself. "Elizabeth... please wait." He pulled his lips from hers. She stopped, smirked, and pulled her top above her head, exposing her flesh, her bare chest. She leaned back down to kiss him again.
"Elizabeth, stop." He said sternly. Lizzie sat bolt upright, covering her chest slightly.
"What's the problem? Don't you want me?" She asked, tears forming in her eyes. Phaha! Want her? Of course he wanted her! That much would be apparent if she moved her leg slightly.
"No! I do! It's just..." he trailed away. He couldn't just say: 'I have plans to turn you into a creature of the night so we can never be separated again I just haven't asked you yet.' "I don't want to hurt you." She moved off of him, quickly replacing her clothes. "I... I have things to do today." She exited the room, leaving Alucard alone with his thoughts.

Two days later

Lizzie had thrown herself into training alone in the day time. Knife fighting techniques, shooting fast moving targets. She barely made time for anything else. Alucard barely saw her, as she went to her room and closed herself away for the night, claiming to be suffering from a headache of some sort. When he was sure she was asleep, he would check on her. But those precious moments were few and far between. Tonight was one of those nights. Lizzie had awoken at 5 am, when the sun was just peeking over the horizon, and going to bed at 8pm. It was now 2am, and Lizzie was fast asleep. Alucard leant over her, watching as she dreamt. "I am centuries old, I have slain armies upon armies of enemies almost single handedly. I have conquered lands. I have stolen women from their homestead with a single glance. I have committed atrocities people devote their lives to researching. Is that the reason you shut me out?" He shut his eyes, lost in his thoughts. "I love you, My Queen. More than I love myself. My existence is meaningless without you." He sighed a deep sigh, and planted a kiss on her cheek. He materialised a red tulip, leaving it in her hand.

The second week of December had commenced, and all Hellsing staff had been given the coming weeks until January 4th off. All Hellsing staff, beside the year round residents, which included Lizzie. She had taken to waking up in the day time a little earlier, and getting some exploring of the mansion grounds and seemingly ever changing stretches of halls. Pip and Seras had decided to spend a little time together over the holidays, so Lizzie had made a mental note to leave them alone as much as she could. After dinner one evening, she decided to take a detour through a previously unexplored by her part of the mansion. Sure enough, she soon became lost, and in her annoyance, she did not realise the sun had set, and the undead residents of the mansion would be rising from their sleep.

"This place is like a fucking maze." She grumbled, walking through a corridor lined with suits of armour. A huge painting hung across two wall panels. Looking at the picture, the couple looked familiar. It was an old picture, hundreds of years old. Looking closer, she pressed her hand to the side of the painting, and she was on the edge of recognition until the picture gave way! It swung inwards, and revealed a large stone staircase in which she stumbled and fell down. She felt every one of the unforgiving steps. Her vision became fuzzy, and she saw black dots as she started to pass out. "Shit." She said, slipping into darkness.

Alucard startled awake, the familiar sound of a body hitting the floor rattled through his head. Sitting up from his coffin, he looked towards the location of the sound, and froze. There was his darling Elizabeth, sprawled out on the the floor. He shot up, and in no time he was out of his coffin and onto the floor. "Lizzie please. Wake up."
"Nnhhh..." she grumbled, stirring. She opened her eyes, looking up as Alucard supported her head as she came to.
"Are you okay?" He cried urgently. She looked at him almost angrily.
"Yes. I can get up."
"Oh thank god!" And with that, the No Life King started to kiss her. Softly at first. Then it became more urgent. Lizzie body reacted then, pushing him away.
"Leave me alone, Alucard." She stood up and started to stalk towards the door.
"Elizabeth! Wait!" He shouted, his voice echoing across the wet stone. Lizzie body froze, and she felt the walls around her begin to darken, shroud, and close in. The darkness covered her eyes, making her blind to everything.
Don't fight it, Elizabeth. Just stay still a moment.
Wh-what's going on.
We need to talk.
I AM FROZEN IN PLACE. What is going on?
I'm keeping you still.
Let me go.
Will you listen to me?
Yes! Please... just let me go!

The darkness slithered back, into the corners of the room. Lizzie spun on her heel to find herself face to face with Alucard.
"Why would you do that?"
"You won't talk to me!" He exclaimed, clearly frustrated.
"You don't take control of me! This is my body, not yours! You have no right!" She screamed.
He just looked down upon her face, saddened.
"Why have you avoided me?" His face stayed the same. Lizzie knew it was because his rejection stung, but didn't like to admit it.
"You confuse me beyond belief. One minute you're telling me you want me to be yours, the next you just aren't interested. I don't do that sort of thing you know. That was my first time being in such a vulnerable position. And all the flashbacks..."
"Flashbacks?" he cocked a brow, intrigued. He opened his mind to hers, trying to listen.
"Not mine. Past me's." She blushed. Alucard looked deeply into her eyes, reading her mind. A smile spread across his face as he knew exactly which moments she meant, and why they had her blushing so hard. He listened to the reverie in her head, and stepped forward when he confirmed 100% that she was thinking the same sexually driven thoughts he was.
"You want that?"
"Wa-want what?" She stammered. He snaked his hands around her waist, pulling her slowly closer to him. Their faces inches apart, he said in a deep, growling tone; "The memories. Do you want that? Do you want to feel that way again?" Leaning in again, she thought he was going to kiss her. He did not, instead, he let a low "Hmmmmm?" She stammered, not being able to respond with anything other than sounds. It was then that he claimed her mouth with his own, kissing her with a fire that he hadn't felt for over 500 years.

Not wanting to experience this with her on a cold, wet stone floor, Alucard held her close, and they melted through the ceiling, and Lizzie felt herself flop onto her bed, her hair falling out of the bun she had sloppily put up. His mouth left hers, and she whimpered slightly. He untied the white linen shirt he wore so it hung loosely around his torso. Lizzie placed her hand on his chest, above where his heart should be. Lizzie was always considered pale, but compared to Alucard, she was rather tanned, even in the dark. She noticed, where his heart should have been beating strong and hard, it didn't. It did, in fact, beat, but slowly, and softly. A whisper of itself. "Ahhh Elizabeth, my heart only beats for you." he hovered above her, supporting himself, kissing her neck, her face, her collar. Anywhere but her face.
"Alucard!"
"Yes?"
"Stop... teasing me!" she whispered urgently. He grinned and bit her breast lightly.
"Ah!" She cried softly, her hand at the back of his head. He suckled on the now hard pink bud as she gasped and moaned for more. Switching to the left breast, he took this one into his mouth eagerly, rougher this time. Her fingers knotted in his hair. "Ahhhhhhhh." She sucked in a breath. She felt a knot, a knot in which she could feel twist and writhe in the depths of her belly as Alucard brought her close to the edge with nothing but soft play. He stopped, staring up into her face.
"Don't stop!" she breathed. He grinned, and asked her:
"Don't stop what?"
"What?! You know what I mean!"
"I want to hear you say it, my Queen." he growled, withdrawing from her chest and hovering over her, a hand on either side of her head. She glowered at him, displeased.
"Please carry on with what you were doing?" she asked sweetly.
"I'll go you one better." He tore at her shirt, exposing the already bare, flushed flesh.

He made quick work of getting rid of her clothes. Before she knew it, her clothes had been discarded and thrown to the side. She was now completely naked in front of Alucard, and he raked his eyes over her form in approval. He stood, scooping her up into his arms. He held her flush to him, and claimed her mouth with an engulfing kiss. His hands worked their way to her nude derrière, and he lifted her to him, wrapping her legs around his waist. She clenched herself against him, moving her mouth from his and kissing his jaw, his neck, biting his ear. He tried to reclaim her mouth with his own, but she moved her lips playfully away from his own, instead nipping his neck lightly. Alucard growled in her ear. "Do not tease me, my queen." She giggled in his ear. Supporting her with just one of his hands, he seized her chin with the other, forcing her to kiss him once again. She grasped the back of his neck, frustrated at the fact she could not get any closer to him. Her bare breasts slid against the soft linen shirt that hung loosely around his neck. Pulling back slightly, Alucard took in the lines of her face, the beauty of every single curve of her features. The high cheekbones, the small, upturned nose, those beautiful, angelic eyes that brought out the devil inside him. He held her close, and caressed her skin. Laying her down softly on the bed behind them, he ran both hands down either side of her legs,feeling the silken skin slide beneath them. He laid beside her, not moving his lips from hers. His hand wandered down to her nether regions, caressing her thigh as he snaked his hand towards the apex of her thighs. She moaned aloud as his finger caressed her delicate folds, finding her sweet spot. He kissed the valley between her breasts, becoming intoxicated by her natural scent. He felt a kiss on the top of her head, and he smiled at his queen's sweetness. Rubbing her clit, he felt her breath quicken, and her heart race. "Ahhhh." She moaned softly as she held onto his shoulders, leaning her head against his chest and panting. The sounds she made neatly drove him to the edge, he wanted nothing more than to claim her, right then and there. But he could not. So instead he quickened the speed of his fingers, nipped her skin lightly. Her hands gripped at the sheets surrounding her, her breathing was laboured and heavy. She felt the pleasure inside her build and build, and she was teetering at the edge. Alucard bit her ear lightly.
"You are mine." Alucard growled in her ear, and husky tone pushed her over the edge. She froze momentarily, and her body was plunged into a bucket of fire and ice, tingling from head to toe. She let out a strangled cry that ripped from the back of her throat.

They lay together, quiet and still in Lizzie's bed. Alucard wrapped his arm around her as she lay atop him, her back to his belly. He nuzzled her neck as she traced shapes on his arm. He had shed his shirt while she was still dazed. His cold body was warmer as of late, and she could not help but remember when those hands had caught her the first time they had met, in the hospital. "I'm sorry Elizabeth, I'm sorry I hurt you. I love you, always and undying." She mumbled quietly as she drifted to sleep, the last thing she remembered was a kiss being planted on her forehead.