Yeah! finally got it all polished and done. Stupid malfunctions making me delay my update. I had to edit it twice cause my stupid web browser had to crash right then and there! Its the plot bunnies! I just know it. By the way Sephira the Wicked sent me a bunny of her own and I've decided to take it. It will be posted after the ending chapter as it doesn't quite fit right in the last two chappies I wanted to put it in (Its 6 pages long in 12 font!) . It can be part of the fic or a stand alone. I just couldn't help myself. It just sounded like such a devious idea and a bit of a challenge. Although I did tweak it a little though I hope you like it when I post it. Oh, and review as always, chow!

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Dent ran into his pharmacy and dug out a medical kit from under a counter. He wrestled it open with his free hand while he cradled the bitten right arm to his chest. The wound still bled profusely with the loose drops staining the front of his custom tailored suit. With a grunt he shirked off the jacket and tossed it aside never to be used again. The sleeve of his white shirt was hopelessly ruined as well.

"Damn bitch!" rolling up the sleeve and inspecting the damage. The wound was definitely oval shaped with two distinctive holes on the top half. Blood flowed freely from the twin gouges and Dent swore. 'How can she do that to me? She didn't feel like a vampire, and she didn't reek of the undead. Is there something dear old granny didn't tell me?' He pressed a disinfectant cloth over the bite. 'A dhampre perhaps? No, she can't be that. Maybe she's picked up a few traits from that overgrown bloodsucker.' He chuckled at the unlikely answer before frowning in disdain. "I hate that girl. Why must she be so difficult?"

"BOY!" came the voice of that girl in a tone that could only belong to Sasha. "Where the hell have you been? You are supposed to be looking for that girl." She strolled over and slapped him across the face.

"I did find her!" yelling. "And she BIT me!" She took one look at his blood-stained cloth pressed arm, and laughed.

"So, she finally got violent with you, Ha! Serves you right for meddling with her before. Now I need you to come with me."

"Why, I need to tend to this, first."

"Why? So I can take you to the king so you can finally have your revenge."

"I care not for your ancient bloodsucker or the fact that he killed your son and my father. I never knew him anyways so why should I care? It's you who wants the revenge, you crazy decrepit hag."

She roughly dug in her nails into his left upper arm and firmly tugged his disrespectful hide out of the store. "Mind your words boy. Lest you want a lashing." Sasha easily nudged Dent all the way down the deserted street. He winced from the nails digging into skin when he tried to slow down.

'Damn old hag is stronger than she looks. Why isn't she dead by that priest? I must not have been convincing enough to him or maybe he was held up by the bloodsucker.' Dent groaned. Nothing was going right for him tonight. 'What else could go wrong?" He asked himself.

Quite a bit more than he bargained for.

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Alucard speared every rodent that came his way and drained their tiny bloodies dry through his octopus like limbs. It did very little to assuage his hunger for rat was a poor substitute for rich human blood, but at least some coherent thought was returning to him. Perhaps if he remained in the sewers long enough he could satisfy his blood lust while simultaneously relieving San Francisco of its rodent population. He laughed a little manically. He would gladly drain every drop of Sasha's foul blood just to be rid of her. Hers was worse than rodent blood. 'She wants me to come trotting back to her like some obedient dog, and for some reward! Maggot bitch! Only if the reward is using her as a dog toy!' He envisioned a pack of his Baskervilles tearing her apart in tug of war and each receiving a piece of her when her fragile body ripped asunder. 'Though she isn't as fragile anymore. She's drunk my blood. No doubt she has the strength of at least five men right now.' He rammed several black tendrils into the slimy walls, some with rodents still attached. Little tuffs of fur now dotted those walls when he withdrew.

No matter how much he tried, he couldn't stop his body from trekking back to the witch. He knew her stench only too well and knew she wasn't at her dungeon of horrors anymore, but somewhere south of it. Her twisted, putrid aura tinged his dark one and knew she was just half a block away above ground.

Like a slinking fog he poured out of a manhole cover and crept silently toward the disgusting woman and coalesced back into his human form. She wasn't alone. She held a man with a flesh wound on his lower arm who reeked of fear at his sinister appearance. The blonde young man knew exactly what and who he was and trembled in terror before Alucard. His blood smelled tangy and delicious to him with the man's taint of fear mixed in.

"So slave, you have returned, and have done as I asked." A long, low growl emanated from him, showing his displeasure. She chuckled. "Since you have been such a good boy I have something for you." the blonde's eyes darted frantically between the two.

"NOO! You wouldn't!" screaming and trying to wrestle out of her grasp. She continued to laugh.

"Now I know he's not the best meal since someone already took a bite out of him, but here you are vampire king. He's all yours." She released her grip and he started to run.

Alucard's instincts kicked in and lunged at the terrified man. His razor sharp row of teeth sank into his neck from behind effectively severing his vocal cords. Alucard clawed into his shoulders to hold him in place as he drank the nectar he had been denied. The man's memories flooded into his mind as he drank. The man, now Trevor Dent squirmed uselessly like a worm in his embrace. Indeed he was a worm, a pathetic coward who served under the unforgiving Sasha for countless years. Dent fed upon the sickness of others, and was indeed the one who tormented Katherine to no end. He only wished he drew out his pain longer for his Katherine, but his need for nourishment surpassed everything else. Memories continued to flow. Dent was far older than he appeared. He was in fact a quarter warlock though his blood tasted deceptively human. Dent's struggles weakened and was no more than a fleshy rag doll. Dent had been all over the world with his over two hundred years of cowardly existence. His grandmother was indeed the woman now intently watching her only relation be drained by her enemy. Clearly, the old witch had no loyalties to speak of. He killed her son in rage, which she wanted to avenge, and yet she literally hands over the grandson as a meal to him.

With Dent nearly drained, Alucard's eyes widened at a new nugget of memory. He was the son of his former bride Elsbeth Pendleton who died giving birth to this excuse for a man. He never knew what happen to her after he left her in misery those many years ago, and for the most part, he didn't care. Now that he knew, he felt the slightest sliver of pity for her, to die as ignoble as that. It also raised a notch in his rage level for the witch. Dent's heart beat one last time and the vampire bit deep into the neck effectively decapitating the dead man and preventing a ghoul from rising. Dropping the body he steered his focus to Sasha and sneered with a new level of disgust at her.

"You have a question I gather?" smirking.

"Why let me kill your only grandson when you detested me killing your son?"

"Trevor was useless and he never truly embraced the art like Muro did, and besides he was more human than warlock with that substandard family's blood in his veins." The vampire's eyes narrowed into slits as he envisioned yet another excruciating demise for her. How was he going to get out of this situation? He couldn't stand another second in Sasha's presence. Just how much longer can she maintain Katherine's form? Surely, it was a strain on her, and with what he knew of the curse, Sasha needed Katherine's death to insure permanent control over him. So as long as his Katherine was alive, there was hope out of this and he could destroy the hag. However, could he wait that long, and will Katherine stay away long enough? And what other plans did the witch have in mind?

Sasha rubbed her head again and mutters under her breath. "…damn stupid noise…"

'Noise?' He thought. 'Was she schizophrenic as well?'

Sasha was indeed weary. 'I need that girl soon before my blood spell wears off. At least she's nearby and apparently not herself if she did indeed attack that boy.' "Come slave. I tire of this street." He gave her a cold stare and grudgingly followed behind her.

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In one cross street over Kat paused in stride and halted Pip with her good arm. The two were making their way to Dent's pharmacy when she heard something.

"I think I hear voices." She whispered. She also felt a distinctively malevolent presence and she could hear the partial notes of her vampire's song grow louder.

"Really?" whispering back with a smirk. She gave him a hard look and nudged Pip forcibly into a doorway of a building. The two plastered themselves against the cold brick and Kat careened her head to peek out the corner. A few moments went by when a female figure walked onto the street into her view about thirty yards from her position. Kat gasped and whipped her head back in hiding.

'She looks just like me!' and took another peek. Yep, the woman was definitely a perfect double of Kat, except she wore something around her neck. Also, the smell of ash hit her nose and nearly made her gag. 'Oh God, she smells worse than the Priest.' Another second passed and a taller second figure appeared on the street. He was shirtless and waist length black hair laid haphazardly over his back and shoulders and obscured his face. It draped limply over his chest as his head was angled downward in submission. Her heart caught in her throat and ached there.

"Alucard." She croaked and apparently, he heard her for he turned his head slightly in her direction. She saw one red eye stare straight at her and the urge to run to him and embrace him was barely contained. Something spiked in the mind song, though being half missing she couldn't tell what he was feeling, only that it wasn't a good feeling.

Sasha was oblivious to the exchange and continued to walk leisurely to wherever she was going. 'Think Kat, think! If he can hear me than I might be able countermand Sasha's orders.' Alucard's hand un-fisted and made a motion for her to stay away. "I can't." She whispered. The eye she could see pleaded with her. It hurt that he wanted her to stay away.

"Slave!" Sasha flipped around and Kat dipped back into the shadows. "What is that god awful rhythmic noise you are constantly plaguing me with? I want you cease it at once!" She screamed.

'Rhythmic noise? What is she talking about? Gasp! The mind song! She must be able to hear it too. That's why I'm only hearing half, and she hates it.' Kat's anger spiked. 'How dare she take away something so beautiful and call it noise!'

"I don't know what you mean, master." His tone speaking volumes of hatred.

"Yes you do! I've been hearing it since I took this homely form and I want whatever this is out of my mind or I'll cut your head off!"

"NO!" Kat cried and jumped out of the doorway before Pip could grab her.

Both pairs of eyes turned to her; one in anguish, and the other in pleasant surprise.

"It's a song Bitch! And it's the most beautiful sound in the world!" She marched toward Sasha, withdrew the gun from the holster, and fired all six rounds at Sasha. Shock was definitely there on her face. Three landed in her chest and two in her arms. She fell back from the impact onto the asphalt in the middle of the road.

She dropped the gun and ran to Alucard embracing him tightly. He returned the embrace even though he was still a little stunned at what she just said. She could hear his undead soul singing to her? How can fate be that generous to him, a monster, the No Life King, giving him a second chance? Whatever the reason he sure wasn't going to let anyone take it away. He inhaled deeply into her hair and basked in her scent. He noticed it was mixed with something new, but he did not have time to mull over the discovery for he heard movement coming from Sasha's prone form. Alucard pulled away slightly.

"What is-"

"She's not dead Katherine."

"What!" She jerked her head. "I shot her in the chest. Bullets can kill her! Right?" Sasha sat up a little groggy looking.

"Remove the stone at her neck. It's the key!" Alucard said quickly. Kat moved out of his arms and pounced on her double knocking her back down.

"Sla--mmfff" Sasha started before Kat slapped a hand over her mouth cutting off any further words. Kat straddled her at the waist and had her arms pinned down with Kat's knees. Sasha struggled against her with surprising force as Kat took the knife and slid it under the choker. It cut easily but before she could grab it off her neck, Sasha bucked with her feet and sent Kat flipping onto her back with a grunt. Sasha grabbed at the bloodstone keeping her in Kat's form and swallowed it.

"Ha ha, not so easy foolish girl. Slave, gra--"

Kat flipped over on her hands, scampered as fast as she could, and tackled her from behind again clamping a hand over her mouth. With the knife still in her hand, she placed it against the witch's throat. Sasha's hands came at hers nearly dislodging the knife. Kat held firm, with one shaky breath clamped her eyes shut, and slit Sasha's throat.

Stinking blood spewed forth from her neck and Kat had to drop her knife and back away before she could no longer suppress the need to vomit. A hand covered her nose as she breathed haltingly through her mouth. Alucard lifted her off the ground and held her bridal style. Her left arm wrapped around his neck as he put distance between them and Sasha. He wasn't completely convinced she was dead yet and wanted to be as far out of earshot as possible. With Kat's stomach settling she removed her hand from her nose and placed it over his chest. She looked up at his face.

"Are you are right?" They both said at the same time. She smiled and slid her hand up to his face and caressed a cold cheek.

"You're ice cold."

"And you are bleeding." His eyes trailed to the make shift bandage which was soaked to the brim with red. Being still quite hungry his fangs lengthened at the heady aroma and sight of her blood so easily accessible.

"Alucard, you may drink from me."

"I could kill you with the thirst I have. I… may not be able to stop myself." He said low and husky. His tongue hung out and marked a path down her arm to her wound.

"You won't hurt me. I trust you." She lifted the arm closer to his mouth and he bit apart the knot holding the bandage in place. It fell loose to the ground. Seeing the long gash, he growled and then pressed his mouth to the lower most part of it and sucked in her precious life fluid. It tasted sweeter than ever and he resisted the urge to open up the wound further with his tongue. The grip on her tightened however like he usually did with prey. He heard a tiny squeak from Kat and loosened his grip. 'She is not prey but my mate to be. My... beloved.' Instead of digging in his tongue like a blade, he pressed it over the cut letting his saliva close the gash slowly. His mouth moved upward sucking the immediate blood and licking the wound until the gashed wound was no more.

Meanwhile Kat was feeling the effects of blood loss and leaned her head in the crook of his neck. Her mind drifted to his song that still sounded incomplete. 'If the witch is dead then why am I still hearing only half the notes?' 'Answer: She's not dead.'

"How can that be? I slit her throat, didn't I?" She murmured.

"Yes you did, beautiful Katherine. Does killing by your own hands distress you?" He was apparently done feasting on her arm and it fell limply against his bare chest.

"That's not it. It least, not the main concern. I shot her and sliced her throat and she's still not dead. Walter told me they were as frail as any human. It doesn't make sense."

"Hmm, it does if she partook of my blood. A living being could gain supernatural abilities with consuming vampire blood, regeneration being one."

"Walter said that too, damn bitch."

"Hn. How do you know she's still alive?" He knew now she was still alive for her dark aura still lingered in the air. He wanted to know how she knew.

"Um, okay, this might sound crazy, but I can hear a song coming from you. It's like I hear every feeling you've ever had meshed into one amazing symphony of melody." He looked at her intently listening to every word so she continued. "Each note is like a feeling or emotion, and when you are feeling a certain way, those particular notes become louder. It's kind of like an elaborate mood ring, hn. But right now, I can only hear half the notes because I think Sasha hears the rest of them, though she hates them." Kat grimaced. "Weird huh?"

"Not at all Katherine." he said then kissed her forehead. He bore a soft smile free of mockery and deviousness.

"Okay, what gives? I thought you would be telling me I'm off my rocker or something?"

"Oh, sweet Katherine. If only I had time to tell you. For right now, I can feel her getting closer and even though I'm aching to tear her apart, we need to find a safe haven until she reverts to her original form. Katherine, Allow me to use my powers."

"Yes, whatever you need." granting all access and gaining a devious grin.

"Hang on tight, Kitty Kat." His eyes brightened before they closed. She felt something ripple on his back then with widening eyes saw two black wings sprout forth from his shoulder blades. They were immense blocking out the night sky as they stretched upward then outward in preparation for flight. His knees bent then kicked off the ground. Within moments, they were a few stories off the ground and she felt the breeze his wings were creating and braved a look down. She squeaked in terror and tightened madly around his neck. Her nose burrowed into his neck while she felt a chuckle reverberate from him.

He rose higher and higher into the night sky until he could see the whole of San Francisco, bright and dim lights twinkled on the rolling landscape.

"Katherine, open your eyes. Your city is quite a beautiful sight at night." She moaned a little but slowly moved her head away from his neck for a tentative look down.

"Oh my God!" She wrapped her arms even tighter around him if that were possible and trembled with her heart seeming to want to burst out of her chest. She kept looking down though, and after a few moments, she did ease up on her grip a little and actually started to enjoy the view. "I swear if you drop me, your name's changing from Vlad the Impalor to Vlad the Impaled!" Alucard chuckled whole-heartedly in the current hover twenty thousand feet in the air.

"I'd like to see you try my delicious minx." She gasped and turned to face him reasserting her tight hold on him. She practically clawed into his back.

"Do not worry Kitty Kat; I will never let you fall. You are far too precious to me." Her mouth dropped open at those words and Alucard took the opportunity to smack his lips on hers and thrust his tongue into her inviting mouth. Kat's toes curled at the sensation and she moaned in delight. Her tongue did its own thrusting and danced with his. The world melted away and there was only him. Even the fear of heights faded away as her hands made their way to his scalp and fingers tangled and weaved into his black tresses. She made to nibble on his lower lip when she drew a liquid so exquisite she bit down harder and suckled eagerly at the tender flesh.

He pulled away and looked her. Her eyes were dilated and dazed while her mouth hung open with two tiny fangs peaking out from under her swollen upper lip. His smile grew in intensity until it was ear to ear. "Hmm, interesting development."

"What?" She remained dazed for a few minutes more until it finally clicked what she did. "Oh, crap! I'm sorry Alucard. I didn't mean do that. I know you need every drop you can spare and I should of asked and-" He kissed her again shutting her up and dipped his tongue back in. This time it traced over her pointy little fangs. He delighted in those two sharp points in her mouth. They were yet to be of normal length, but it still pleased him to no end. She was slowly but surely blossoming into a beautiful draculina. It would explain the change in her scent.

The only problem with that was that was highly unusual to transform in the first place without being bitten and drained as was the usual way. Nor was it a freak chip. And since the change was happening so slowly, it might indeed be painful at some point. He could offer his vampire's embrace so it may happen much quicker with less pain.

He broke the kiss and looked at her bewildered face. "Since that was your first offense I'll go easy on you. Next time, you ask and I will demand payment in return." Her forehead cradled on his shoulder and Alucard felt worry with underlining fear waft off her. He spotted a place to land and glided over the flat roof of a hospital building. His black boots touched down gently and set Katherine down on her feet.

Her head lifted and gazed at her surroundings. They were on top of a hospital. Her eyes trailed back to his great wings. They were indeed like a bat's with a claw like bone protruding at the top at the joints and at the finger-like ends. One wing was almost twice as long as he was tall and was as black as his hair. He looked as if he was going to retract them into himself when she told him to wait.

"Can I touch them?" Kat Asked. He quirked an eyebrow then smiled. His wings curved inward surrounding both of them. The ends criss-crossed and rested gently on the tarmac. She could easily touch the entire length now. Her hand started at the base and moved out along the top of his wing. She felt the powerful muscle that connected them to his back. Her fingers roved over the hard but lean bone structure. The skin covering them was unlike anything she ever felt. It was like velvet, but so much softer. The thin veins just under that skin twitched at her touch and Alucard let out a pleasing moan. Kat smiled and continued her perusal. Halfway down the length she got brave, wet her lips and brushed them ever so slightly over the spot. She heard his intake of breath and the whole wing twitched. Apparently these wings of his were hypersensitive she mused. When she neared the end, they curled in closer bringing her back tightly to his chest, his arms wrapped around her as well.

"Have you satisfied your curiosity, Kitty Kat?" breathing into her ear.

"They're beautiful, Alucard. Why do you not use them more often?"

"Because they would attract too much attention. I need to replenish. This building has a blood bank down stairs. Shall we?" she nodded and before she knew it, she was in a very cold room with metal shelves full of blood packs.

Alucard moved away from her his wings now gone. He plucked bag after bag off the shelf and emptied each one in no time at all, ripping the tips and squeezing the contents above his head onto his hanging out tongue. Watching him drink made her stomach pang with hunger and she turned away to stare at the nearest shelf to her. A pint of A- blood stared back at her teasing her with its sweet redness contained in that easily punctured plastic bag. Her fingers gripped through the wires of the upper shelf and leaned her head against it. She closed her eyes trying to think straight. 'Should I drink it? I know I want it. Do I want to continue on this path? I think I know it's too late to go back to being human. The smell is so intoxicating. Do I really want to become like Alucard; a vampire? I think only if I get to be with him. I love him. Does he want me? I know he feels love for me, but does he want me by his side? I want him to be happy, to not be alone, but I don't really know the ins and outs of being a vampire. I don't want to be alone. I couldn't stand not being with him.'

She opened her eyes and peered over her arm to Alucard. Half the shelves were empty and he stood still aware of her inner turmoil.

"Alucard, d..do…you want me?" her voice shook and heart hammered at what he would say.

His face softened and those red orbs lovingly bored into her, eyes just for her. "More than you know, my beloved Katherine." Her heart melted inside her chest and she blushed like mad in the refrigerated room. 'He called me beloved! He wants me like no other!' her eyes returned to the blood pack and she reached out for it and plucked it off the shelf. Alucard watched her intently wondering if she could go though it, if she will drink. She felt around her mouth and yes, the fangs were still there. She only hesitated a moment before nipping the corner of the bag and squeezing out the sweet smelling contents into her mouth and down her throat. Before long, the bag was empty and Alucard wore a huge grin from ear to ear. She licked her lips in delight hunger sated. Opening her eyes she drop the bag like it was hot and ran into his arms.

"Do you understand what is happening to you?" he asked.

"I little. Walter told me that the ring I had contained some of your blood and now it's inside me messing with my mind and my senses. He said he didn't know what the result will be, if I'll be a hybrid or a full… vamp, because of the way your blood was introduced. It…scares me, not knowing. I don't know what is to come next, I…I need-" He hushed her and held her tight.

"Fear of the unknown is normal, and I shall be there when you cross that unknown. I do not believe the transformation is going to stop until your body has been fully embraced as a child of darkness. It seems the choice has been taken away from you but I will still ask it. Do you wish to become a draculina?" She bit her lip and looked away in thought. "Do you wish to become my eternal bride?" her eyes instantly snapped back to his her breath lost in her throat.

"Eternal bride?" She mouthed astounded, elated, and confused all at once. 'He wants me forever! And just a few days ago he barely wanted to touch me.'

"Breath Katherine," smirking. "I think you still need it." She took a deep breath not realizing she was holding it. She knew the answer to his question but she had to know something first.

"Alucard, why? Why do you want ME?"

"Because you can hear the song of my undead soul. No other vampire or human has heard it in three centuries. Your ancestor was the last and only other one, but from what you have described to me. You can hear it so much clearer than she ever could. Hn, it explains much why you know my moods so well, and why I cannot… resist you." She felt there were words he was not saying but what she could hear of his song filled in the blanks. She could still feel the note of his love embrace her tightly. His fingers traveled up and down the base of her skull entwining her silky raven locks. "To hear a vampire's song is to become its mate and I long to hear yours."

"You don't hear anything?"

"Well, you are not quite a draculina yet."

"Hmm," 'that little voice was right! Cryptic bastard.' She mused. "A mating song, oh boy! So um, I'm like your soul mate?"

"In a manner of speaking." Katherine remained silent for a full minute going over everything that was said. 'I am the one he's supposed to be with and he with me. I will give everything to him; my blood, my life, my love.'

She could feel him grow impatient. She looked at him and wrapped her arms around him.

"Alucard…yes… I… love you." She confessed and shifted onto her tiptoes to kiss him. He met her halfway in a devouring lip lock. He delved that deviously long tongue into her inviting mouth and ravished every inch. Hers darted eagerly into his and raking it over the sharp fangs purposely causing it to bleed. Alucard moaned at her sweet flavor and slid a hand down to her butt cheek. He squeezed causing a little squeak from her. He was beginning to like that little sound. He pulled from the kiss and leaned his forehead against hers.

"You need to be fully turned before I can take you." he said huskily. "I could turn you right now if you like."

"I'd have to force you on me, and I want you to do it under your own power." She was breathless. "I think the curse might not let you completely drain me because it is like intentionally hurting me."

"Hmm, I had not thought about that." he groaned in annoyance. He released her and leaned against a very cold wall. "Sasha is still a problem. Does she still retain the half you cannot hear?"

"Yes." Kat shivered and rubbed her arms. Alucard just now took notice of her state of dress. The sweater she wore was stained immensely, red on white, and missing a sleeve. She wore blue jeans that were dirty and stained as well, and she was barefoot. His state of attire wasn't much better. All he had on was his grey pants and black boots. She noticed his perusal. "Yeah, um I'd love to get back to my apartment for a nice hot shower and some clean clothes."

She didn't know. "Katherine, I was ordered to destroy your home, your shop, which was empty by the way, and any humans that got in the way."

"What!" her anger flew off the charts. "My home too!" She knocked over a rack in the middle of the room and scrambled for the door. Alucard grabbed her before she could open it. "I'll rip out her eyes, ram a pole up her ass, and make her sing Dixie!" He could see her fangs were longer when she was enraged and how he loved to feel her anger, but now that she was causing such a racket they had to vacate the room before someone came down to investigate. He held her squirming form, grabbed a few blood packs with a free hand, and phased out the room.

For their next stop, he picked an old stone crypt inside an old graveyard. He materialized right inside it so it was pure black for Katherine who was still kicking at him. "I admire your vengeance, Kitty Kat, but, you need to Calm Down!" his commanding voice stilled her instantly.

"Sorry," she said after a few moments. He told her to remain stationary while he moved off and shuffled around to another part of the room. She was sure they were inside somewhere. It was cold and dry. She heard Alucard move something heavy like stone around. Other than that, she heard nothing. She sniffed the air determined to find out where she was without asking the vampire who was sure could see in the dark. The air was stale. Aside from Alucard, she could only smell dust and old decay. The places that corresponded to what she could hear and smell were few and far between. It was either an abandoned stone cellar in the boonies or the more morbid location, a tomb. As the moments past, she concluded it was likely the latter. It would be like Alucard to stick her in a tomb.

Even though she wasn't catholic, she still crossed herself and muttered. "Please God, don't let him desecrate the dead." Not a moment later she heard him drop what sounded like a pile of bones. She slapped her head and shook it. "Too late."

"Why Kitty Kat, would you rather be sleeping on top of 90 year old bones?" Impressed at her deductive reasoning.

"You are five times older than that and I don't mind…sleeping on top of…you." He saw the blush rising in her face at her own words.

"Hmm, I do love the way the blood rushes to your face like that." She made to cover her cheeks when she covered large hands over her cheeks instead. He tilted her head upward creating a trail of kisses down her face all the way down to her chin. Her hands slid down to his wrists and felt something odd about them.

"What is it?" He asked.

"Are these scars?" focusing all her fingers on one wrist. He didn't answer, but let her play her fingers over them. "Shackles," she muttered. "Must have been silver. Why did I not see them earlier?" She placed soft kisses all around both of his wrists. It silently awed him at her actions sometimes. She said she loved him, a monster. Did Elsbeth ever love him this much? He doubted it.

He picked her up bridal style and stepped into the sarcophagus he so rudely exhumed the last tenant out of and laid down with her semi-on top of him.

"There is something you will want to know. Dent is dead. Sasha shoved him at me as a meal and I drained him dry." She gasped softly, but remained at ease.

"She sacrificed her grandson? What a horrid woman, though Dent wasn't any better. At least I took a bite out of him and scared him shitless." Alucard twirled a raven lock in his fingers and smiled.

"Yes, you did, Katherine. It was a beautiful sight." Her face scrunched in confusion until it hit her.

"Blood memory."

"That's right. Just how much conversing with Walter did you do?" She filled him in on everything that Walter said most of which Alucard already knew. She told him what Sir Integra had said as well and He grinned toothily.

"Search and destroy, my two favorite words."

"Does she say those often?"

"Not often enough." She grunted.

"When you drank my blood, did you see my memories?" She asked.

"Only a few snippets of your childhood, and underage driving on a motorcycle."

"Hmm, you've caught me. I do believe I put Pip through hell when I drove one looking for you. Oh, Pip! I've forgotten about him." She rose off his chest when he stopped her.

"I'm sure the captain can handle himself. He has a knack for staying alive."

"He does do that. I think I need to give him a present for all I've put him through. And he completely understood when I bit him."

"You bit the Captain?" incredulous.

"Um, yeah but I didn't break the skin. He just smelled so good like well aged…grape juice." She said.

"Grape juice?"

"What? I love grape juice."

He chuckled and squeezed her waist. 'What an odd woman you are,' thinking contently. "You should get some sleep, we'll be safe here. Witches don't like graveyards much."

"Hm, good to know," feeling sleepy already, she snuggled into his side and draped an arm across his chest. She was asleep in minutes. He soon after.