Okay, something's definitely going daffy with the system. It only just now showed a review I got two days ago. Does this happen to you people? This is very important, because if I ask you guys something and it takes that long for the system to recognize the review, I won't be able to register it in time to include it with the story! Please respond. I've (obviously) never been pregnant, and I had to do a whole boatload of research just to get to this point, so forgive me if anything seems unrealistic. Also, she's a hybrid between two species, so I can just blame unconformities on that, right?

Zara's POV:

I walked into Integra's office, feeling nervous. She was seated behind her desk, looking grim. "You wanted to talk?" I said quietly, wanting to get this over with. She nodded. "Sit down Zara." I sat. When Integra calls you for a meeting that even Alucard isn't allowed to eavesdrop on, you do what she says. "You are aware of Alucard's affections for you?" She said, making a steeple with her hands and leaning back. I blushed. Whoever is in charge of the world hates me today. "Y-yes." I said, blushing harder. She almost smirked, but the expression was gone so fast I couldn't see if she did. "You know you are already a prominent target for our enemies?" She said.

I nodded. Okay, what is going on? She sighed. "You're not stupid, so you know that his attention makes you an even more tempting target for such kidnappings. You're a young girl, and a teenager, and you know where this is going." I blushed, silently cursing any sort of deity I could think of, because they were all probably laughing and pointing at me right now. "Y-yeah, but you don't have to give me The Talk. I k-know I'll…umm, get p-p-pregnant if I do anything." I blushed so red they could have used me as a beacon to signal passing ships. She sighed again. "No, that isn't what I was going to do, but I was thinking of it. I've authorized Alucard to guard you. If he wants to keep you safe, he has permission to do anything sort of chaining you to his coffin."

This took a moment to sink in. "WHAT!? But he'll never let me do anything! I want to do stuff, before-" I clamped my lips shut. Please not notice anything, please not notice anything, please- "Before what?" she said sharply, fixing me with an unflinching glare. I gulped. "Please don't tell Alucard?" I said meekly, and she nodded cautiously. "I'M PREGNANT!" I blurted out, my face turning red again. She gaped at me, cigar falling from her fingers. "You're-" Oh god, she was actually stuttering. "WHO?" she demanded, slamming her hand down on her desk. "WHICH BLOODY BASTARD DID IT TO YOU?! BY GOD, IF IT WAS MAXWELL I'LL-" I waved my hands at her, trying to get her to be quiet before Alucard or Seras heard us. "SHHH! Okay, technically it wasn't anyone."

She glared at my, fingers twitching like she was itching to go out and shoot Maxwell anyway. "Explain." She said clenching her jaw. I took a deep breath. "Okay, so somehow or another, they got a hold of Alucard's blood, and some of his shadow stuff, and mixed it all together with some silver and holy water, and made me inject it into myself." The wheels in her head were churning at breakneck speed now. "So you're…oh my god." She fell back in her chair, blank shock etched across her features. "Yeah," I said into the silence. "I'm gonna have his kids." She jolted upright.

"Kids? Plural?" she said incredulously. I winced. "Right now my annoying spiritual ancestor says at least three, with more on the way." She winced as well. "How far along are you?" I shrugged helplessly. "Dunno. He didn't say. He also said it could take anywhere from a couple months to a few weeks before I start to go into labor." She facepalmed. "I'll schedule an ultrasound. We need to see exactly how far along you are. You do know that this won't be easy for you? Underage pregnancy is a serious health threat." I facepalmed as well. "This I know. But please don't tell Alucard? He'll go bananas." This was a Hellsing joke, dating all the way back to the time I stuck Techno in a pink monkey suit. She smirked. "I won't. But you're on your own after that."

***Time Skip***

I sat on the cold steel bench in my flimsy paper hospital gown. The doctor rustled about in her lab coat, tinkering with her computer. She looked at me disapprovingly, then went back to typing. She sighed. "Dear, your generation is one that never thinks past its own pleasure." I blinked. She gestured violently at the computer, then shoved her chair away. "For the sake of a few moments' pleasure, your life is going to take a rather sharp nose dive from now on." She pointed to the screen. I stared at the moving lumps. "I'm sorry, but can you explain a bit better?" I said sheepishly. She growled, pacing the room in agitation. She jabbed a finger at me. "Girl, you are going to have five, five, children at one birth. Do you know how much even a normal birth would harm someone of your age? Not to mention the babies'."

I gaped at her. FIVE!? THREE WAS BAD ENOUGH! She wasn't done dropping bombshells yet. "If I was a betting person, which I'm not, I'd say your survival rate is one in two." I whimpered, my hands knotting in the fabric of my gown. She laid a hand on top of mine. "Is your significant other aware of your condition?" she asked softly, eyes sympathetic. I shook my head. "I-I, I haven't told him yet." She nodded knowingly. "If he will care, you should. I've seen some men abandon their lovers when they find out about their pregnancy." I shook my head violently. "NO! He wouldn't…he just won't understand…he'll blame himself…" I stuttered to a halt.

She rolled her eyes. "Just trying to help. Other than that, you're in the peak of health, although you will want to eat more than usual to provide nourishment for your babies." I nodded, my heart pounding at a hundred times its normal pace. Oh god, I'm going to be a freaking MOM. What if I screw up and my kids turn out to be crazy unbalanced homicidal maniacs!? I mean, look at their father! I took a deep shuddering breath as I changed back into my normal clothes, already trying to fit my life around this huge obstacle. Problem number One, I have no idea what to do as a pregnant person. Problem number Two, I'm going to have five babies and I'm underage. Problem number Three, Alucard's going to flip when he finds out.

I hailed a cab, starting to see a way out of this situation. Solution one, I do a heck of a lot of online research and question First thoroughly. Solution two, I try to be in as fit and healthy a physical condition as humanly (or me) possible. Solution three… I have no clue. I wanted Alucard to hear this from me and me alone, and telling anyone might give him the chance to read the answer in their minds. Schrö popped in his bit. You know, you should just focus on getting ready. You've got weeks, there will be time to tell him vhenever you're both ready. I blinked. Schrö, you just said something sensible. I think I'm rubbing off on you.

He grinned. Or maybe I'm rubbing off on you. Maybe what I just said was completely and utterly stupid und you are just going along vith it because you're desperate. I winced. Don't say that… He disappeared, and I leaned back in my seat. My stomach rumbled, and I glared at it. I just ate before I left… oh yeah, I'm providing for FIVE other people on my body now. Silly me. I got out as the cab stopped, tipping the man and heading back to the Hellsing Mansion. When I got inside I stopped, then ran for the kitchen. I scarfed down a bowl of cereal, some chicken noodle soup, a pear, some ham, and a sandwich before I felt normal again. I sighed, feeling both very satisfied and very alarmed. How will I be able to hide my violent hunger pangs from everybody here?

Alucard's POV:

I phased into Zara's room, seeing her munching on an apple and dangling a string in front of the little kitten. "Hungry are we?" I purred, laughing when she shot me a glare. She mumbled around the bits of apple in her mouth "It's a snack. I'm just a bit peckish." I sat down next to her, poking her side good-naturedly. "I don't see how you could be. How many helpings did you have at dinner?" She blushed. "It was only two or three…" she muttered. I grinned. "Of everything." She shoved me. "Shut up." I smirked, falling off the bed with a thump. A whole month had passed since Integra's order to protect Zara at all times, and I was still enjoying myself.

I chuckled, pulling her down on top of me when she leaned down to check if I was okay. "You might want to be careful." I said seriously, studying her face. "A passing vampire might come by and want a taste of you, since you're eating so much." She poked my chest in annoyance. "Off. Out. Whatever. I'm sure no vampire would want a taste of me, I'm all full of sugar and nastiness." I grinned. "But you do taste good. In fact, I want to taste you some more myself." She blushed and I yanked her face down to mine, pressing my lips to hers.

I licked her lips, forcing them open and sliding my tongue into her mouth. She blushed even deeper, I could feel the blood rushing to her face. I was blissfully lost in her mouth, tasting her unique flavor, letting waves of pleasure flow over me. She didn't struggle, and I grasped the tail edge of her thoughts. Why does he have to taste so good! I almost smirked, but was still too lost in her taste to react very much. You taste much better my dear. I managed to pull myself away before I went too far. I licked my lips and she mirrored me, obviously not very comfortable with the whole thing.

Just to tease her a little, I slipped my hand under the hem of her shirt, sliding it along her stomach. She shivered and squirmed, and I grinned, enjoying the feel of her skin. I stopped, arching my eyebrow in surprise. She blinked, seeing my expression. "What?" I shook my head slowly. "You should stop eating." I teased. "You're getting fat and overweight." She yelped in outrage and slammed her fist into my chest, and I grinned even more. "Are you hitting me for pointing out the truth?" I said sweetly, and she glared at me furiously. Then something seemed to click with her and she cleared her throat, looking embarrassed. "Look, Alucard… I…" I sat up, hearing something. "Shhhh."

I listened a moment more, then sighed. "It will have to wait kitten. Integra wants me for something." She put her hands on her hips. "Call me that again and I hit you where it hurts." I smirked at her, pulling her close to me in a last-minute farewell then standing up. "You can try." I said, phasing away. I heard her sigh, and wondered what she wanted to tell me.

Zara's POV:

I ran to the bathroom, pulling my shirt up and staring at my abdomen. Sure enough, he was right, and there was a slight bulge in my skin, right between my hips. I ran my hand over it, savagely thinking at First. No signs of pregnancy huh? What's this then? To my extreme surprise, he answered. That is one of the very last signs. Your young will be born soon, within the month. They are much smaller than human babies, because of your cat genes, so you will not seem as big as normal pregnant females. They are almost fully developed. I bit my lip, my mind racing. Are they all…okay? He sighed, and Schrö chirped. Vhat are you vorried about!? The others will be born live!

My heart clenched. FIRST... He started talking. One will be born dead for sure. Two of the others are looking like they might not make it as well. I stared at my reflection. Sure, I really didn't want to have these kids. It was a decision I didn't have a say in, and I hate when that happens. But…these were my kids. Mine and Alucard's. And now it was being almost blatantly stated that three of them wouldn't make it. You get your undead posse and help them. I thought savagely. You go and you help my kids. And if they all die, I will skin you alive. And then have Alucard shoot you to death again.

He vanished from my mind and I leaned against the counter, feeling very strange. Is this some kind of protective mother's instinct? My hands clamped around the budge in my skin, somehow trying to protect the precious lives inside. Wow. I feel hardcore. I wandered out into my room, wondering vaguely if I should practice weapons or something. Then I froze when I felt a slight wiggle in my stomach, like when you are really sick and your stomach is heaving. Only, I was fine. No contractions either, so it wasn't me starting labor. The wiggle came again, harder. Oh my… I traced a finger over my middle.

No question. One of my little babies, my half-breed human-vampire-cat babies, was kicking. The sensation was slightly annoying, but almost comforting. Also, it made me slightly nauseous. I sat down on my bed with a thump, feeling my little kids wiggling around in my stomach, and smiling.

I'll be posting an image of her kids after they're born (safely), because that's when it's really positive they're going to live through the rest of the story. This may seem like I'm moving too fast, too soon, but I really want to write about her kids! They will be adorable, cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle in my eye. And don't worry if I don't respond to your reviews right away, because the computer or network or whatever is lagging behind or something a couple days. Who knows, I may be so inspired I'll get the next chapter done today! Review, Request, Rcomment. Auf Wedersien!