I do not own Hellsing nor do I have any interests in it save for pleasure.
Authors Note:
- Italics are thoughts. "sent or projected thoughts."
-/is in Romanian/ /projected thoughts in Romanian /
-Bold words are with emphasis not necessarily yelled or shouted.
Twins-speak: They switch words phrases and sentences. When they speak in unison I will indicate it. Otherwise assume they are switching.
Aftermath
"No I Will Not Mellow Out! Do You Have Any Idea How Close You Got To Getting Punched?" It was Jolene and she was very loud. Walter frowned and went to where the yelling was coming from.
"Jolene I have a headache." Zsophia sighed. "All things considered yes I do know the relative range. I am well and in one piece and not gushing the red stuff. Can we just get back to work? Damn! I have a run in these stockings now." Zsophia sat behind her desk with her skirt up much higher than normal to survey the damage.
"Hmmm let's see…" Jolene feigned thinking "No! Like it or not the protocols for you going out have to change!" Jolene stayed on the other side of the desk any closer and it might set Zsophia off. Jolene knew by raising her voice with the mood Zsophia was in she was walking that very fine line right now.
Walter took a breath and walked in. "What happened, My Lady?"
"A street punk figured I was of the aristocracy and took a shot at me. It could have happened to anyone coming out of the building." Seras as Alucard had entered.
Walter took another breath. He did something that all were shocked at and; now feared for Walter. He crossed the invisible barrier. He went around HER desk. Zsophia tensed. Walter saw it; he would have to be very careful now. "How close?" Walter leaned on the edge of her desk and asked as he looked down, the view was delicious. I never realized how many scars she has. How abusive was he? "Nice stockings." He smiled wolfishly. "Unfortunate they have been torn." He smiled more as Zsophia blushed.
"Look at her jacket." Jolene grumbled.
Walter looked first at Jolene then at Zsophia. "So?" Walter raised an eyebrow Zsophia sighed and stood, there was a hole near her left breast. "Zsophia, what the bloody hell happened?" Walter almost exploded. She was almost His Mate. She is mortal. The others tensed. Her eyes had an even stare.
"The kid shot when I was turning, my purse caught my jacket, I was responding to Sir Irons. The kid actually tripped. That is why for the funky place for the hole." Zsophia stood in front of Walter, looked him in the eye. "I am fine. I hit the deck with Sir Irons on top of me that's how I got the run. He was very red when I looked up he was being a gentleman and protecting me."
"I know you are fine." Walter's eyes had a suggestive look in them. "And I know Irons. I am glad he was there. I do not think we need to go through the whole argument again do we?" He sighed then swallowed. Now I'm going below the belt, but I must. "I do not like bringing this up but, what if the lads had been with you?" Zsophia went white. He put a hand on her arm to steady her. "I know. I know I'm sorry to say it. I want you and them safe. When I or Alucard cannot be with you and the lads someone else needs to be there with you. Please."
Zsophia just nodded, blinked then sighed. "You know that does not mean I'm staying out of the field. Or that I'm going to tolerate someone trailing after me when I'm not out on the town as The Countess."
"I know." Walter smiled at her. "I would have it no other way.
"These reports are truly miracles! God is a blessin' us surely!" Father Anderson looked through a file in his hands.
"Yes we agree that we are being blessed however, we sadly are not the only ones being so blessed. All of this seems to be happening in this area alone. We want you to begin to look into it. Look for those whom are doing things better than before: a small store owner who suddenly has three new ones, someone who was quick and now is blindingly fast, unfortunately a pickpocket who is unstoppable, a street fighter who never loses. Do you understand?"
"Aye! Tae Ah do."
"Still, deal with Alucard and Seras, see if Hellsing will be coming back now that Integra has been released. Keep your eyes open we are moving more Iscariot staff here. If you find something call this number." Anderson was handed a business card.
"Ah see, ah do already have information for ye." He smiled and put the card in his pocket.
"Oh, pray tell me what is it?"
"A fort night ago ah found a Freak feeding on some poor lass. He shrugged off the bayonet ah threw at him. When his victim died ah saw what ah thought was a spray of blood. Then when ah killed tae Freak ah realized that it was an energy source. It either dissipated or it went somewhere. Ah believe it went somewhere. This is not the first time ah have seen it. Some vampires have received from this blessin."
"Thank God for your memory and service Paladin. We now have much more information than before. Bless you this will be reported and remembered."
Ah think ah know a wee draculina who has benefited.
"Also Paladin, there is a rumor of a new group of Her Majesty's. The name we have is Her Royal Majesty's Special Threat Response Team. If this is true do not cross them. They are an unknowable addition."
"I understand. Are they likely to be an enemy? Should I see what I can come up with?"
"Yes Paladin, do."
"Where would you prefer to take your lunch Sir Helsing?" Thomas asked as Integra considered.
"In the dining room; Thomas I want all of my father's, grandfathers and great grand fathers journals brought there." Integra stood. I will get to the bottom of this!
"As you wish Sir Helsing." Thomas took his leave. Well now I seem to have opened a can of worms; or a closet of skeletons. He hoped that it would help. He knew what Zsophia wanted. He wanted it now as well. "Sir Helsing will take her lunch in the Dining Room." He informed the wait staff as he went to the library to fulfill Sir Helsings requirement.
There were quantities of them all of the men were prolific journal writers. As they overlapped in time Thomas chose to lay them out not just in chronological order but he laid them out in three rows the topmost was Sir Hellsings Great-grandfather. Below that where they overlapped chronologically he laid out Sir Hellsings Grand Father then below that he did the same with her father's journals. It made for an interesting timeline and he was pleased with his handiwork; hopefully Sir Helsing will be as well.
"What have we here?" Integra surveyed the Table and nodded. "You have spared me some time with this Thomas. Well thought out and neatly accomplished. I will take my lunch now."
"Yes Sir Hellsing."
Walter and Alucard were having a miserable night. "There is nothing going on." Alucard sighed. "No challenges."
"That is what worries me." Walter shook his head. "Something is always going on we just cannot see it right now." Not in a good mood Alucard decided to poke Walter with his favorite sharp pointy stick. "So how goes it with your prospective lady? She is not yet your bride is she?" Walter glared at Alucard and growled.
"You know I have not taken her yet. They have not left yet, but I begin to care less and less about their location. As long as they are not in the same room when I mate with her; I don't care much." It was true; feeling Alucard at his back and at Zsophia's throat Walter's possessiveness was winning out. "She is mine! You know it damn good and well."
"Once you mate her I will respect it. Remember I have warned you Angel, make her yours soon or I will make her mine." Even if something does feel wrong about it. I will not be able to resist much longer. "We do have some training to deal with; the Spawn will be ready to go out soon."
The scene was witnessed by cold blue eyes. Eyes filled with murder. Damn! I canna' see tae face of tae other one. Anderson swore.
Wha' are these Spawn? Now wha' has he created? I must find out then I must destroy them.
Who is this poor lass tat tae Angel of tae Red Devil is after? Tae Devil himself has an interest in her as well. I must stop tae Devil, his Angel and his Bitch.
Anderson ground his teeth. He wanted to attack but he could not risk it. Anderson was more wary; he was certain now that there was a crown supported organization. They did not have enough information yet; however the head of it was rumored to be high up and extremely dangerous. Now Anderson had even more questions. He had been following a couple of FREAKS when he came across Alucard. Anderson would be more upset if he had not gotten the information he also now knew that if distracted that Red Devil could not sense him; the Bitch was likely the perfect distraction. Oh yes, if he made her scream enough then Alucard would come to find her. There was a plan formulating in his mind as he remained frozen in his spot. Anderson was sure he would use the new vampire as well. The Devils Angel was new enough that he would be weak and easy to deal with. Anderson knew he needed to protect who ever the poor lass was. Thinking Anderson went back to base.
"You are back earlier than expected." The senior priest said surprised as Anderson came through the door.
"I have some new an' bad information." Anderson said gravely.
"What is it?" The man looked up at the worried Anderson and offered him a seat.
"Tae Red Devil has a new 'Angel', as he calls him. I could nae see his face. Tae Devil has created what he calls 'Tae Spawn' tat were to go out tonight. This Angel is after some poor lass with little protection. What protection she has will be leaving her soon but tae Devil's Angel maymove on her sooner to…" here he swallowed "mate with her." Both men looked ill. "Tae worst part is that if tae Devil's Angel doesn't do it soon tae Devil himself will." The other mans eyes went wide. "Aye, he has an interest in her for something, if not just tae obvious."
"This is horrifying news! Could the Spawn be ones they have already created?" Both men looked white. "Please tell me there is somegood news." The older priest sighed.
"I can use His Bitch to get to tae Devil. He was distracted tonight so did not sense me. Tae new vampire is young so can't be tat strong. He may also be good bait." Anderson was angry on many levels. "Tae Angel of the Devil!" Anderson hissed not realizing there had been a person coming in the door.
"He is dead. The Angel of Death died a bit ago. It is too bad really. Walter Dornez." An old priest simply shook his head he shuffled with his age. "Nice man caught up in that dreadful Hellsing debacle." There was a sad sigh. "Well before he died he finally had a good life." The man put down the tea tray with a smile. "He was employed by that nice Countess, the one who does all of the charity work. He died there." He set out the tea and biscuits. "She had him buried with full honors. He had become her escort to many things. He was very protective of her and took her security extremely seriously. With what he came to find out of the darkness in the world, it comes as no surprise. It is said he doted on her." He smiled warmly. "She seemed devastated when he died from what I have heard. It really is such a pity. Enjoy your tea. I'll think I'll just go and pray now for them all." Both men watched the ancient priest leave.
"Normally I don't listen to a word that man says. I think I just may start." Anderson nodded at his superior. "You have met the Countess?"
"Aye. She is very much for tae children's charities. She used her own company to put tae new roof on tae orphanage among other things. If it is needed in care of a child she will work to provide it and employ as many people as possible at tae same time. She seems to love those brought in from tae street and tae hardestcases I can find tae most. She works with them, and works miracles. Several when they get old enough she has employed. She is a true angel of mercy sent from heaven for tae less fortunate children of these islands. God bless her."
"Indeed God bless her." Anderson's superior sighed. "There are too few like her today she is indeed the exception. "I worry if she employed the former butler of Hellsing…"
"Oh dear God, there could be more in her home! I will see and speak to her tomorrow." Anderson swore.
Zsophia sat in her office. She reflected on her morning meeting. How did he know? What did he mean? What does he know? She played it over in her mind.
"Lass I worry fer ye did ye know what tae mans job was before?"
"He was a butler Alex. Why?" Zsophia shrugged.
"Do ye know who he worked for lass?"Anderson asked gently.
"She was a little witch who never appreciated who he was." Zsophia's eyes began to tear with genuine tears and she let them fall. Anderson seemed surprised at her language and it showed. Her voice became sad and soft. "He was a gentleman, so very sweet, always so gentle; he wanted to protect me from all the ugly in the world." She gave a sad sigh. "I think of him every day. I'm sorry Alex. Some say ugly things of him. I will not hear it. If it wasn't for him … he saved my life. What ever he was before; he was My Walter at the end." She dabbed at her eyes with a napkin.
"Och lass I am sorry I upset ye. I guess I just want tae make sure ye 'ave good people around ye, any handsome men?" Zsophia blushed she could not stop herself. "Ah ha good. Who would it be then?"
"He is Walter's nephew, Sir Walter Dornez. Walter spoke of him."
"I look forward to meeting tae man who gives you tha blush." She got redder.
Zsophia would need to look into what was said about Walter in the press. It was a very odd part of their conversation and worrying. Zsophia's day had gone down hill from there. By the evening she was ready for madness, looking forward to it. Of course Jolene wasn't sympathetic.
"Jolene, do I have a sign over my head that reads overprotective men come be a part of my life? Even Alex is doing this now!" Zsophia signed some documents and handed them back. "He was a bit odd over breakfast." Zsophia looked up at her friend. "The worst part was the way he looked at me a couple of times, not like he ever has before, not like a priest. It was, I can't believe it, almost …." She shuddered.
"Uh oh! That would make three now? You will need a bigger bed!" Jolene snickered.
"He is a priest! I am imagining things. Watch it you too can be replaced with a button that does not work!" Zsophia was crimson. I think Alucard and I may go paint part of the town blood red.
"Of course!" Jolene poked. She did not release how bad Zsophia's mood was until it was almost too late. She had just walked out of Zsophia's office. She closed the doors and turned to greet the three vampires when they heard a loud THUNK! All of them were startled. All looked at the door. There was the tip of one of Zsophia's daggers sticking out. They looked at Jolene.
"Well there is a subject that I will not be making any more jokes about." Jolene sighed. "It has been a while since she did that. If I think, it has been rather a bad day for her." She shook her head, looked up at the assembled people in front of her. "Hmm, I'd best not go in with you." The others nodded shocked.
"Jolene what were you joking with her about?" Seras and the others wanted to stay away from the subject.
"Overprotective men." Jolele sighed.
Everyone looked at Walter.
"I was thinking of getting a governess for the lads." Zsophia was lounging with Walter. Both were on the couch facing the fireplace in the main room. They had taken the Spawn out for Pizza, Arcade Games, and Miniature Golf. All of the humans were tired out.
"Oh why is that?" Walter was playing with her braid. Zsophia shrugged.
"Because all too often one or both of us are in the field, Seras, Alucard as well; Poor Jolene should get double time and a half." Zsophia laughed quietly as she looked into the fire. She was very comfortable.
"I agree." Walter smiled teasing her face with the end of her braid "For what my opinion is worth."
"It is worth a great deal to me. Walter I need to explain to you about a couple of things." Like about my scars. "Will you stop that?" Zsophia turned and grabbed the wrist of the hand that held her braid. "You are being a cheeky devil!" She half growled at him.
"And if I don't?" Walter did growl at her. They just stared at one another. Neither was willing to look away first. It was the same challenge they had never been able to finish. Tonight was no exception. There was a knock at the door. There had been a strange weapons malfunction. Walter cursed in several languages as he walked into the workshop. Bullet grimaced; he knew that Boss and Angel had been disturbed at a bad time.
"Paladin Anderson, I have very distressing news."
"Oh an what is tat?" Anderson was displeased about the man being there at his orphanage so soon.
"The information we got from the old priest may be incorrect or at least tainted. We were meant to get the information. Towards what end I cannot say." He paced in a circle.
"Wha' do ye mean?" Anderson was worried now. "How came ye by this?"
"I asked the elderly priest if he knew any thing else about Helsing house and the butler. He looked at me oddly. 'Sir I don't know the first thing about a Helsing House or their butler.' I asked him about the other night and he said that Perkins the new priest was going to bring the tea as his back was paining him."
"Think on it man. I told ye about tae breakfast I shared with tae Countess. At tae end she was upset with me. My question drove a wedge in our friendship." Anderson groaned and shook his head.
"Again towards what end?" The man shook his head.
"That I dinna know but I will find out." Anderson nearly growled. He had been affected by that Hellsing Whore. He was looking at the women around him in ways he had not in years. This had to end. He was sure he had looked at the Countess in that fashion, it was far too easy and it upset him. "Tae good Countess is an angel to tae children. I do not want her upset."
"Damn and double damn!" loudly came from Zsophia's office. The three vampires and Jolene in with her widened their eyes. Zsophia slammed her phone down. "I have to leave, as in jumping right now to go up north. I cannot even take the Spawn back to school." She growled. "I needed to speak to the headmaster about their spectacles." Zsophia sniffed annoyed.
"Do not worry Zsophia, I can take the lads back to their school and speak to the headmaster on your behalf. It would be best if Jolene accompanied me, this man and I have yet to meet." Walter smiled at her.
"Thank you Walter. Jolene won't be joining me. I plan to do short meets up there with the people. There may be a problem with the property that… Never mind." She shook her head and smiled at Walter. "I do appreciate you taking the lads back up for me and dealing with the Headmaster."
"My pleasure." He wanted to stroke her cheek or kiss her, he did not.
"Not once you meet that prat!" Zsophia snorted then She shrugged.
"Go and kiss the lads good bye for now. Leave the rest to me." The Headmaster had best be getting accustomed to dealing with me. They are My Lads now as well.
"Seras shall we go hunt together?" Alucard approached as she watched the lads go. "I could feed and I know it has been a while since you have had a fresh meal. It would do you well." Seras blinked at him.
"I guess. I really had not thought on it." Seras had not gone out since Anderson. With Alucard there I will be safe, right?
Alucard could feel her hesitation. He actually hated Anderson now. Wisely the priest was staying clear of him.
"Let us go and feast then, Italian tonight?" He smirked at her. She shook her head. He offered her his arm, and she took it; this surprised him.
"Actually I would prefer Greek this evening Alucard, thank you."
"Greek it is for My No-Life-Queen!" Alucard laughed. They both fed and yes Seras did feel much better. Granted it helped that Alucard made sure she got a Red Light Special. "You look much better my Seras. Let's go and find you another." Alucard's voice surrounded her like velvet, soothing, caressing and exciting her.
"I don't believe we have the time for that." She looked up at him.
"Then you could feed from me, My Dark Temptress." He smiled at her invitingly.
"Not out here Alucard, it's not safe." Seras shook her head.
My Queen, you say not out here? Does this mean that if we were in closed quarters you would? Alucard caught his breath.
"If we hunt quickly it should be fine. The teams will not be gathering for a bit."
Walter, Jolene and the Spawn were shown into the Headmasters office. He regarded the four of them with a dispassionate air.
"Good evening Miss Jolene, Lords Ashton, and you are?"
"Sir Walter Dornez. I work with the Countess Ashton and am a family friend." Walter said after a breath then cocked an eyebrow. "Don't either of you dare take that thought any further." He had not turned even his head. The Spawn had been thwarted they sniffed in irritation. "Remember your manners and mind them gentlemen." Walter smirked in their direction Then looked back. The Headmaster was impressed. "I am here with Jolene to apprise you a slight change with their attire." Walter explained about the new spectacles. They went from clear glass to very dark shades and had other security benefits. The Headmaster seemed less than pleased.
"Sir Dornez I did explain that the unfortunate incident that occurred was an anomaly." The man's voice condescending.
"I am sure. Zsophia is concerned currently as there was some … unpleasantness over the week break; it reminded us we need to be more careful on security issues. That includes them; we do appreciate the inconvenience."
"Do you mean the Countess Ashton and the Lords Ashton?" The headmaster was surprised at the familiarity in his speech. Not even Jolene was that informal.
"May as well get accustomed to dealing with Sir Walter." "He is going to marry our mum soon." The Spawn smirked.
"You both sound very sure of your selves." Walter turned on his heel and regarded them. They smirked. "You have adopted that smirk from your uncle far too well. I suggest losing it. Any and all things on that matter are between your Lady Mum and I. It is not for you to discuss. Understood?"
"Yes sir." They were in unison. They inclined their heads. "We apologize for speaking out of turn on this matter."
"It is fine lads; this time."
"I hope he does marry her. Those two creepy children need some real discipline. He will give it to them. Put that Bitch in her place as well."
Walter could not believe his ears. The boys and Jolene could not have heard it. They had not shot the prat. He could not have said it aloud. Walter had over heard his thoughts. He swallowed, It was now the Angel of Death that turned back to face the headmaster.
"The Lords Ashton will be aloud to wear their spectacles?" Walter's voice was unbelievably calm. The headmaster nodded.
"If that is what the Countess demands, of course they will." The man said still nodding his head. He was frightened now but he could not put words to why all he knew was that it came from the man before him.
"As it is a security issue, I am sure we understand one another." Walter nodded to him. "Well then lads I'll walk with you part way." All four left the office. "Behave yourselves. Use your coms if necessary they are on their correct channel. Follow all of our other rules as well."
"Yes sir we will. Please look after mum." He smiled, and they parted. Driving back Walter just shook his head.
"How she keeps from killing him I'll never know!" Walter said in disgust.
"He was on his best behavior as well." Jolene laughed and nodded.
Walter shook his head.
She called him Dragon. I might think it odd but…likely she would have to know for the bond. He stood and began to circle his desk. She speaks Romanian. The old Queen was smart. "Yes getting someone from his homeland. He is more likely to accept them. A female was an excellent choice; you always have had a weakness for the ladies." The man snickered. "A Countess…. The Old Bat still has a sense of humor." He shook his head.
Could she have mastered him as he implied? He said he had an easier time calling her master; but that does not mean she has mastery of him. "The very thought would be enough to eat away at Integra. That would be reason enough to say it." Now he smiled. "Ah… Walter, how much you must have enjoyed calling her a Bitch. The look on her face was priceless. Yes you are fond of out Countess, your voice betrays it. You are still a shade or three unstable. Useful information that. Rather useable as well." He stopped and smiled. "Ah my pretty Police Girl; so powerful already you get a boost from the seal energy. You cannot fully control it yet; again useful and useable information. I think I might keep you to be MY No- Life Queen, Vlad be damned!" He smirked. "You are returning to your senses Vlad. This could be providence for me or ruinous. If I could have you as an ally I would keep my hands off of your Police Girl." He began to circle his desk now slowly, carefully, with precision in each footfall. "I do wonder… could I have any or all of you as allies? The Angel of Death is the least likely… or is it… no, Walter is still the least likely. But if the Countess could be swayed?" He stopped and shook his head. She is the true Wild Card. "She takes the concept of feminine mystique too far!" Again his steps were precise as were the steps in his plans. Always one had to shift, adjust, compensate to achieve goals; he had learned this over his years. Even now if this plan didn't work he had back-ups. The short and long term rewards of this were looking better and better. "It is time to get physically closer. Michael! We move to Paris now!"
Walter and Alucard were out looking for signs of trouble. Currently they stood on Big Ben. Alucard shook his head.
"I overheard what the jackass was thinking." Walter was looking particularly lethal.
"He must have been thinking loud." Alucard almost wanted to laugh at Walter.
"He called the lads creepy." Alucard cocked an eyebrow. "Apparently they need some 'real discipline'". Alucard snorted. "Apparently Zsophia needs to 'be put in her place', with the usual expletive." Alucard shook his head.
"Your wires must have been asleep." Alucard teased. "Or they would have screamed for his blood."
"They were, trust me they were." Walter growled.
"Things are by far too quiet." This made Alucard uncomfortable.
"I agree and for too long, though we should leave Ben before he speaks." The two Nosferatu shadow walked to a park. "Wait, what was that? Alucard follow me."
The two made their way silently to an alley, and then equally as quietly down it. There was a fresh kill. In the corpse's hand was an envelope with a great deal of money. In its other hand was a FREAK chip. Alucard went to track the killer. Both knew that soon there would be a funeral. This was one of their agents; he had been stabbed through the heart. If Walter had to guess it was from behind by a long blade.
"I do so loathe being taunted." Walter pulled out his mobile and called in a small Investigation and Under crew.
Seras could not remember the last time she had been here. The front doors were still huge and imposing. She heard giggling. Off to the side were some girls in their school uniforms giggling together. Seras shook her head. She was still a shade jealous. She had never had a close friend growing up. She had lost her family as well. Seras shook her head. Well I have a family now I guess. Zsophia is like a sister and the Spawn mischievous nephews. Walter was like her uncle. My uncle; that weirdness never happened it was not him. She shook her head and went in.
Oh my word! I am so glad I can tone down my hearing. There was a larger crowd at the museum today. They had a new exhibit; Dinosaurs. Seras just shook her head and consulted her map. That is what I want! Not to hard to get their either. She smiled. After all it's not like I forgot my training at the academy. Start with the basics. Do your research. This is a very good spot to start. She walked down the hall towards the Egypt Exhibit.
"Walter, do you know where Seras is?" Alucard had walked into Walter's office.
"Having a nap I believe she was doing research earlier today. She is a shade tired. I think she needs to hunt more." Walter had been watching her more carefully. As had Alucard.
"I know she does. Damn that Judas Priest!" Alucard growled with his eyes flashing dangerously. His fangs were bared. Walter was almost nervous. "I would hunt him if I could right now. Where is Zsophia?" This Alucard was sure Walter knew.
"Still up north; and I do not like it." Walter frowned.
"I know and agree." Alucard nodded. "This quick trip is taking to long. Is Jolene still here?" Alucard was beginning to feel a bit twitchy.
"Yes, I believe she is." Walter was reaching for his phone when Jolene walked in.
"Boss is officially over due and I cannot get a response on her mobile, ten minutes ago it began to go strictly to voice mail with no ring." Jolene was more tense and serious than the men had ever seen her. "Alucard if you can find her please do so now or I will have to call the Queen. This is her last known location." Jolene handed Alucard a map with an area circled. It was in dense woods.
"I will find her now." Alucard's overcoat, hat and glasses appeared on him; he then took two steps back and was gone.
"Find her old friend. Find her and bring her home to me." Walter whispered. "Jolene we need to be prepared to get the Spawn."
"There are men near there for emergency purposes. If Alucard does not find her and quick they will be contacted and the Spawn will be taken to a safety point." Walter nodded. "As it is I need to make a call." Jolene pulled out her mobile and dialed. "Le Deux." Was all she said and hung up.
"Who was that to?" Walter's eyebrow went up.
"I have no idea."
"Pardon?" His eyes were wide.
"I do not know but I gave my word that I would make that call if this happened. When she chose to disappear I almost did but she has left on purpose with the intent to not be reachable. This time she is out of communication over some hours. I made the call. I do not know what happens now." Jolene shook her head.
"Bloody Hell." Was all Walter said.
Alucard had reached out with his senses again. He had searched the area of Zsophia's last known location and found some of her blood, and high magic. Alucard was irritated that Jolene had not come to him earlier but realized she likely had orders not to. Alucard was further irritated that he had not sensed this battle. Alucard knew His Master still lived so he continued his search. He was at the old castle she had bought and was renovating for the organization. Alucard did not appear near anyone and none would see him before he wanted them to; especially as he could sense strong magic and another Midian. Once again he worried on a traitor in the organization, but Zsophia placed such faith in her men he only watched. Alucard could feel her alive but not active, when he reached the room Zsophia occupied he saw she slept. From the shadows his hand stole out and checked her cell phone the battery was dead.
Well Little One you have given all of us a scare. You have worked your body too hard. You seem to have forgotten you are mortal. I don't dare step foot in her room right now. I will have watch over her from here. Alucard took a moment and stepped outside the window of Zsophia's room where he could keep an eye on her. Then Alucard called Jolene and informed her of the situation.
"Thank you Alucard." Jolene hung up her phone. "What is it you usually call her?"
"Willful, frustrating pain in the arse woman?" Walter calmly answered.
"That would be it." Jolene stomped out of his office. "She worked too hard and passed out." She said over her shoulder. Walter merely shook his head.