So I removed the last chapter as people were getting confused and thinking it was actually part of the main story, it wasn't. It was just a little cute/fluffy/ smutty bonus chapter, but rest assured, it will be back at the end :)

For another thing, this fic will be ending shortly as well as my Damien's Hunt fic. Maybe another chapter or two after this one, then my second baby is done. You have no idea how heartbreaking it is that my first proper fics are ending...

Please, please, please, to everyone who has read this, I'm begging you all now, review, please. Even you who don't have an account, review! Let me know your favourite parts! Hell, give me prompts for this, anything! :) it would be much appreciated.

Expect a little OOCness here, but I'll try to avoid too much.

I awoke to heavy breathing in my ear, dark ebony hair spilling over my face and warm skin pressed against my back, but there was something wrong, something that wasn't quite right about it. My fingers ran up to curl I to the thick black waves, feeling more wiry hair than what I should of, hearing a heavy exhale that turned into a snort, muscles shifting behind me. The same was in front of me - a heavy black mass that snorted and writhed, something heavy and furred making a loud 'whap whap whap' like helicopter blades on the floor in front of me. It probably would have startled me if I hadn't been so damn exhausted, worn out from my time in hell. It should probably have been Alucard's hard, muscular body that I felt behind me, but instead... Oh, my sleepy eyes shot open and the first thing to meet my vision was comforting chocolate eyes, flickering ears and the scent of sweet hay and horses. She made a quiet noise of appreciation as I moved the hand entangled in her mane to scratch her neck until a quiet bark caught my attention.

Ah. I had forgotten about the other great black lump sprawled across my legs, keeping the limbs warm, and not to mention blood free!

"Ugh," I grunted in a very unladylike fashion, shoving at the massive mutt laying prostrate across me, "Baskerville, off," the dog responded quickly, leaping to his feet and whirling to lap at my face; rough tongue sand papering my cheeks and nose - the excited mutt just causing me to laugh. There was no way to be angry at Alucards familiar when he was just so damn adorable sometimes. I was more surprised that Oblivion just accepted the dog, nuzzling against his face to get him away from me. Chuckling, I buried my hands in his thick fur, ruffling the thick waves around his neck to which the dog replied with a good natured chuffing. He was an amazing animal and a little jealousy crept through me as I remembered that he wasn't mine and I couldn't keep him.

"You can if you wish, my mate, what is mine, is yours." A dark, low voice came from the end of the bed and I turned, seeing my mate sitting there, minus his hat, glasses and coat. Darkness swarmed him, but I didn't know why. What emotions plagued him at a time like this? Was he angry that I had been captured, furious that I had killed our child? I shrunk away from him, retreating into the protective nest of fur and living beasts, where Baskerville curled around me, his tail still wagging like a propellor, but less so now. Alucard stood, looming over me as I huddled, hands grasping the fur of the dog beside me, who sensed my terror and lifted his lip towards his master, towards Alucard. The vampire snarled back, his fangs elongating as he grabbed Baskerville by the scruff of his neck and tossed him out the road - the familiar took the hint and creeped away, tail between his legs. My final defence - Oblivion, rose to her feet and laid her ears flat back against her head, snapping her blunt teeth.

"Away, beast, I mean her no harm," he growled, unable to simply toss the horse away as well, but Oblivion - brave girl that she was - stood her ground, stamping one large hoof on the ground, the clashing of hoof and concrete echoing throughout the room. It didn't stop the vampire, who clapped the mare in the neck, leaning right over me and kissing me softly as I trembled in fear as the other hand rested against my cheek, warm, calloused from years of swords, guns and war. Fangs clashed round tongues as I realised he was not trying to hurt me.

Breaking away for a breath, I let out a sob before slashing claws across his face. He was startled, I was startled, Oblivion leaped away from us to avoid the spray of blood, fleeing from the room and through the dungeons. Snarling at the vampire, I used what little powers I could summon and entered my familiar, feeling her falter for a moment as I took over before I worked her muscles, made her run and burst free of this damn mansion! The wind streamed through my hair as I ran, instead of escaping with my wings, the feeling of powerful shoulders and rump working in tandem to propel me. But, he just couldn't leave me alone. Quiet paws ran behind me, a howl sounding out, signalling that the hunt was on.

I ran for an hour until he caught up with me. I had looped around the woodlands, leaping fallen trees and ducking beneath overhanging branches before I stumbled - exhausted - upon a house, a fantasy cottage on the edges of the Hellsing territory. There was a note on the door. With some difficulty, I tore my conscious away from Oblivions, summoning my body and becoming demon once more, stretching my wings and relearning how to walk on two spindly legs once more. There was another howl, but it sounded a little far off - clearly that trick with the water had worked, I grinned to myself - so I approached the door, hearing the horse behind me drop to the ground and sleep, and plucked the note from the wood.

To the demon and the servant, it was addressed.

I know you will find this house yourself, most likely. So I have left this letter here for you. In celebration of your mating (which was both loud and shook the foundations of the mansion) I give you this. It has direct underground access to the dungeons through the cell that my grandfather had kept Alucard in for all of those years. As it is within Hellsing grounds, it should be perfectly safe for you. Walter informed me that he took the liberty of decorating a nursery within in neutral colours for the next time you decide to reproduce. I just hope it takes afters its mother.

Best wishes, Integra.

This small display of affection brought tears to my eyes, blinding my senses until I couldn't even feel my mate creep up behind me. The one thing that alerted me to his presence was that he stamped his feet - no longer paws - a little louder. I whipped around, claws at the ready, though I meant it in play, as we had both burned off our anger earlier from the run around.

"Why did you run?" Alucard murmured seductively, his hands running around my waist whilst I took a swipe at him, drawing back before I hit him. Quickly grabbing my wrists, he pinned me against the door, an extra set of arms sprouting and taking the note,scanning over it before it was crumpled and thrown over his shoulder. The arms faded and he grinned, a Cheshire Cat smiling at me with wickedly sharp teeth. If only Alice had been cornered and seduced by the cat...

A smile crept onto my face as well, my lips curling up at the sides at I realised his thought process. I wondered how tough our new bed was...

Turns out, Walter had picked a titanium reinforced bed frame, the mattress lacked springs, but instead was feather filled, and much softer than anything I had lain upon before. The bed was circular - and I shit you not - big enough for a ten man orgy, taking up almost the entire basement where it was centred. Light filtered in through tiny windows edging the ceiling above ground, only the minimum amount being allowed in, which let our sensitive eyes have the environment they were most suited to - dark and dreary. But... Back to the bed. Crimson silk sheets spilled across the entirety of the bed, thick and plush, with whorls of black and violet as well. Huge thick curtains draped most of the way around the bed, leaving only a small opening into our personal 'nest' and I realised that Walter must have researched demons, knowing that we curled up like puppies with our young and our mates, enjoying the comfort and company of our family groups. A short headboard ran in a semi-circle around the top half, numerous pillows piling around the edges.

I wasn't the only one to appreciate this. Alucard laughed heartily before throwing me onto the softness, where instead of bouncing as I would have on a normal bed, I sank into it, cocooned by the most wonderful thing ever. He followed me in, pulling the curtains a little further round to completely cover us from sight.

In our own little world, he sank his teeth into my neck, dominating me like a true alpha male whilst I fought beneath him, trying to kick out at him whilst my claws tore at his back. I needed the scent of Lucifer gone from my skin, from inside, I needed rough, to feel a powerful male like Alucard once more. Cloths dissipating, he sunk into me with a brutal thrust, tearing a scream from my throat. I didn't stand a chance as he pounded into me with the force of a train, ploughing into my cervix until I knew I would be aching the next day. We were too brutal, too ruthless in our love that we didn't last long - I went first, Alucard made sure of that - then he did, grunting hoarsely and pouring himself into me. The bed held up fairly well, until Integra called.

The woman herself was in her office, fuming at her two new parasites. Wrath and Lust seemed to have taken a liking to her, however much Wrath constantly argued with her and seemed to have a permanent hole in his head now - even though he had only been here a day - and Lust had one in his crotch. Integra was not a happy bunny, oh no.

"Get these two the hell away from me," She screamed, giving me a look that would have made mortals shit their pants in fear, but not Alucard and I. We giggled as Lust gazed at her with pretty blue eyes, as if he were trying to mind rape her into his single, white-sheeted bed. Wrath simply hummed in the corner, his vermillion brows drawn together as he watched her every move, dragging his eyes around her hidden body. Maybe he wanted a suit too? That set me off once more, howling with latter until the click of a gun stopped me, oops, might have went a little too far this time.

"I hope you realise that I didn't just call you for shits and giggles!" Integra roared, everyone suddenly coming to attention. Wrath and Lust, after years of being Hell's generals, immediately stood to attention, becoming focused and on task, just as I did, having spent some time as a general. Alucard retained his easy slump, arms out of his sleeves and crossed over his chest. Walter came in, silently pouring tea for everyone before standing next to Integra's great mahogany desk, picked up a black letter that smelled of blood, rust and sulphur, and cleared his throat.

"On this day, Lucifer, king of hell, and his rightful son, Leviathan, declare war on the Hellsing organisation," he read, placing the letter back on the desk. Wraths red eyes gleamed, his body alighting with flames, casual jeans and t-shirt burning off to become his armour, charred at the edges. Lust sloughed off his clothing, clad simply in a golden cloth below the waist, a pair of wonderful golden and white demon wings stretching behind him. Alucard was inspecting his guns, gearing up for this. Even Walter stretched gleaming razor wire between his fingers, his eyes shimmering with the thought of battle. One couldn't help but smile. Lucifer didn't know what was coming.

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