(time skip) Year 2010

STELLA POV

It's been 10 years since Dracula's passing. I still worked for Sir Integra while Ron decided to head over to Sir Penwood's manor and rebuild it with some construction workers. Ron said that he wanted Sir Penwood's son to be raised by a man instead of me, a woman. So he decided to stay and whenever there's a mission for us, he brings his son to the Hellsing Manor. I returned to Dracula and I's castle, telling everyone of the tragedy of their King. Ever since I told, Draculinas and Draculs from all over the world came by the castle to drop off blood-flavored chocolates, gifts, and invitations to parties. I accepted all the requests and gifts with a fake smile. Deep down inside I was dying, holding back tears in the nighttime, crying my heart out in the daytime. Sometimes I would lock myself in the bathroom and cry, surrounding myself with a barrier so no one could find me.

YEAR 2020

Still no sign of Dracula. But a bat keeps flying around me every time I go to the corner tower of the castle. I love the bat though. I don't think that it's a Dracul, just a normal bat. It's so nice to me. It loves to play, it sits on my shoulder and rubs against me, and can't stop playing with my hair! It reminds me of him...Dracula. I miss him so much that it makes my heart ache. It's now been 20 years. I hate to say this but I think that it's time for me to give up. What's the point of me keep count of years? He's...gone. He's not coming back. He's dead. But something in my gut is telling me not to give up and keep waiting for him. Maybe I should listen to that part of me. Maybe I shouldn't give up. Maybe I shouldn't doubt him. I mean, if he can survive getting his head cut off and stabbed by 10 blessed bayonets, he can live through what happened that night...I hope...!

YEAR 2030

My little bat didn't come back to me this entire week. I hope he's okay. I love him and miss him dearly, just like how I feel for Dracula. Every time I think of him, I rub my engagement ring and stand by the window in the castle's corner tower. With my vampire hearing abilities, I heard gunshots in the Hellsing Manor, Sir Integra's room to be exact. I materialized myself there in my uniform and ran to her bedroom, finding Seras by my side, running also. We turned to look at each other and nodded, agreeing to kill whoever has intruded. Seras kicked the door open and yelled to Sir Integra if everything is alright. She stopped her seriousness and turned joyous.

"Master!" she said in joy. My eyes grew wide when I looked over Seras shoulder to see Dracula on the ground with five gunshots in his chest. He was sitting down in his signature red outfit, chuckling...

Dracula and I materialized to our bedroom at the castle. He walked over to me, noticing that my face was tight and pouty. He tilted my head back and looked directly into my eyes.

"What's wrong with you, Stella?" he asked me. I looked to the side, avoiding eye contact with him.

"That's a stupid question. It's hard seeing you after all these years," I said.

He began chuckling at me. "What do you mean? Didn't I meet you again 10 years ago?"

"10 years ago? 10...! So that bat...that bat was you?" I asked, making him nod his head. I began crying tears of joy. I threw myself into Dracula's chest, rubbing my face into his clothes. "It was you the whole time!"

"Yes it was me the whole time. I didn't want you to feel lonely," he paused to look around the bedroom to notice blood-flavored chocolate, blood-wine bottles, gifts, giant stuffed bats, and "Sorry about the passing" cards everywhere. "U-Um, I suppose you weren't all that lonely." He gulped.

I giggled at him. "Yeah, Draculs and Draculinas from all over the world heard about your passing and came her to get me out of my bad spirits."

"Oh, I see. It seems like Draculs and Draculinas are already fond of their soon-to-be No Life Queen."

"I guess so. Um...Dracula?"

"Yes, my Queen?"

"Can you...um...could you just...possibly make love to me?" I asked, blushing madly. Asking that made Dracula look down at me with wide eyes. He then smirked at me.

"I never knew you could be so greedy, Stella. But no," he said, disappointing me.

"Why not?"

"Because I'm still tired. Sorry."

I grew angry and puffed my cheeks out. I crossed my arms and turned my body away from him, making him spin me around to face him again. He looked at me with serious eyes, making me shiver a bit. I triggered my flame so I could intimidate him but it didn't work. I stopped my flamed eye and tried to make small talk.

"Dracula," I began, "you're right. We can't make love right now. I...I have somewhere to go as of now."

"Where are you going?" he asked, following me to the lobby.

"I'm going to the graveyard."

"May I come?"

"Huh? You're asking me to come to the graveyard?"

"Yes...? What's wrong with that" he asked with an eyebrow arched.

"Well, usually you just come. You never really ask, you just...come."

"You're going to be my wife and No Life Queen soon. I'm going to be treating you different."

"Oh...well yes. You may come. But before we go there, we have to get a couple of things at the store. So dress...casual."

It didn't take Dracula long to get dressed. Except his definition of casual clothing was a white suit with a red tie and dress shoes. I was dressed a little bit over casual too, wearing a lilac tube dress with little floral patterns and a pair of black heels, my maroon purse and bow in my hair, plus I was wearing makeup. I materialized to London with Dracula by my side. We walked to a convenience store and walked near flowers. I spotted Lent lilies and picked them up, heading to the cashier. After I purchased them, Dracula and I were on our way to the graveyard.

"Who are those for?" he asked me.

"Sir Penwood," I said, trying to hold back my tears. He must have heard me getting ready to shed a tear because he grabbed me by the waist and kissed me on the forehead.

"I'm sorry for your loss, Stella," he said to me, in such a sympathetic voice. "What made you buy those flowers over roses and orchids?"

"Sir Penwood told me that he loved them. Said they remind him of me. When I was a little girl," I began, "I went through depression. My parents were murdered, I was sent to a horrible orphanage, and I got adopted by families that would return me the next week or so. I was always quiet and kept to myself often. When Sir Penwood adopted me, he saw something different from the other children. I was told a had a certain twinkle in my eyes that brought him to me. He knew my story and what I went through and told me that I'm alright. I never felt alright. I always felt like an outcast, until I met him. He said that I resemble a Lent lily; I don't seem okay on the outside but in the inside, I was perfectly fine. Just like how a Lent lily is bent and droopy, it's okay. Looking at those Lent lilies made me think of how he made me feel special. So that's why I bought them."

"I hate to say that I'm jealous," Dracula said.

I tilt my head to the side, curious."Why?"

"Because I don't think I can make you feel like that. Every time you speak of Sir Penwood, you smile and I can feel the heat bounce off of your body."

I blushed at hearing Dracula say that, but stopped when I noticed Dracula stopped walking. "Why'd you stop?" Before I could ask another question, I looked above us; a sign that said GRAVEYARD in large grey letters. This is where Ron and I buried Sir Penwood. I directed Dracula by holding his hand and walking to Sir Penwood's grave. I placed the Lent lilies on his grave and pulled out of my purse his facial grooming kit. I gave it a kiss in the side of the container and set it on his grave. I said a couple of words and wrapped my arm around Dracula's and exited the graveyard.

Are you okay? he asked me in my head.

I'm fine. Hurt, but fine. I really wanted him to attend our wedding, but I guess that it'll just be a wedding with one person missing. I said back.

I guarantee that he's looking down at you. I hope so. But we're going to Hell and I won't be able to see him again. You will, Stella. Trust me, you will. he assured me.

Wait, how? I asked, but my thought was cut off due to Dracula kissing me intensely. He pulled away and cupped my cheeks, staring into my eyes.

"It's a secret, my Dear Stella."

"You know how much I hate secrets!" I shouted at him, making him chuckle at me. He grabbed me by my waist again and materialized us from an alley to our castle.

"Dracula," I began, "you know that you left me here alone for 30 years, right?"

He nodded his head. "Yes, and I apologize."

"That apology wasn't enough for me."

He looked at me shocked, and a little ticked off. "Excuse me?" "You're excused. But I'm going to have to punish you. My No Life King would have to be more responsible, would he not?" I asked, making him look at me like I have a mental problem.

"Stella, what are yo-!" He got cut off by me kissing him hard and pushing him on the bed. I undid his tie and tied his wrists up to the bed frame. Now he looked at me worried and confused. "Stella, what the hell are you doing?!"

"If I were you, I would hush. My demon is taking over and I want a certain vampire in front of me."

To be continued... xoxo.