What's in a name: Yes AP English Lit is done.

Integral: Considering you can't tell manner from manor I doubt you did very well.

What's in a name: Hey it's mostly reading and interpreting. Now on to Calculus.

Integral: Uh wretched subject matter. The only thing I failed in boarding school. Damn derivatives.

What's in a name: Wow Integral don't be so anti-derivative.

Integral: In the history of Japanese pun making that was the worst.

(I don't own Hellsing and I think I've established it enough times)

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Integral sat at her dresser fixing her tie. She tried in vain to make the Windsor knot meticulously perfect but it was to no avail. She was only delaying the inevitable. She had been unable to get any decent sleep last night. Every time she closed her eyes her mind was flooded with images of his face. She had brought him to a room that ran along her own hall. It had been her father's room.

She thought back to the night before. They remained silent during the walk to the room. She had stared blankly thinking only of moving forward. She couldn't bring herself to look him in the eye. After all, Alucard said Winston knew everything and surely he would see that all his misfortune had been wrought upon him as a result of her. When they finally turned toward the door to his room Integral noticed dried blood upon his sleeve. Instinctively, she reached out and grabbed his arm.

"Are you bleeding?" She looked at him as she asked. It was the first time she had sincerely looked into his eyes since the night of his birth. Why did they have to remain that same magnificent blue?

"No, but that you," he said quietly but he looked at his hand. When Integral noticed that she held his arm she dropped it as though it were hot iron. It felt far to intimate a gesture. He opened the door quietly and went to bed. Integral followed shortly after but she could not stop thinking about Winston.

It had been twelve long years and now her baby was only a few feet away from her. Yet, she could not even bring herself to hold his hand, a hand that she had sculpted out of her own flesh and blood, a hand that had once thudded along the walls of her womb as it strove toward life. Her world was a disaster. Every one at Hellsing would see that the boy was somehow related to Alucard but his deep blue eyes would call attention to her own family. Maybe some people wouldn't see it but Walter would and so might Ceres. As she looked at herself in the mirror again and placed her cross around her neck she realized little had changed. Winston was the incarnate embodiment of her sins. He was a sort of punishment from God. He would never be able to run Hellsing and she would never, never acknowledge him as her own child. It was stealing his birth right of course but the Hellsing honor was a stake. All sacrifices had to be made to maintain the integrity of her family. Even if she loved him more than her very being she still could not allow herself to be his mother. She stood up and prepared to walk to her office. A knock was heard at the door.

"Sir Integral will you be taking your breakfast in your office."

Integral turned toward Walter still fussing with her tie. "No send it to my office Walter. I will be meeting a guest."

"A guest." Walter stepped forward and reached out adjusting the knot. "You mean whomever Alucard brought with him last night."

"Yes." Integral turned toward the mirror and looked at the knot with satisfaction. Walter reached down and picked up her blazer holding it up for her to put on.

"I was wondering why you didn't send for me to have a room prepared for your guest."

"It wasn't necessary. I would ask that you not disturb him if he is asleep but please deliver this to his room. He is staying my father's old bedroom." She pulled out an envelope and handed it to him. Walter looked at the envelope taking from Integral's hand.

"Yes Sir. Anything else."

"No, that will be all Walter." Integral left the room heading toward her office. Walter stepped out of Integral's room as well but turned in the other direction. It was quite strange that Integral had provided this guest with a room that was near her own. It was stranger still that it was her father's room. Integral had never allowed anyone to disturb it before. It was the master bedroom of the entire Hellsing manor. Being by far the largest bedroom on the estate it had been too overwhelming for Integral. She chose to remain in her own bedroom adjacent to it leaving her father's room undisturbed.

The room was circular and contained a large four-poster bed. It was done in blue and gold. When Walter stepped inside the first thing her noticed was that the wood trim had not been polished as recently as he would have liked. He did his best to keep up with all the rooms of the estate but he was a busy man. In any case, there was far too much dust in the grand room.

Walter walked over to the bed with indifference. However, he was surprised to find the occupant had fallen straight asleep on the bed. The guest slept peacefully on the bed spread still in their clothes, which were filthy. Apparently the guest was a child for he looked only to be about eleven or so. His face could not be seen but his shirt was stained in blood. In all Walter's years of working for Hellsing he had grown accustomed to the smell of dried blood. Walter was trying hard not to be disturbed by the sight but he was rather angry that some impertinent imp had the audacity to wear a filthy shirt on the ancient Hellsing linens. He sighed and decided that Integral had known what she was doing when she gave the boy her father's bed. He stepped quietly placing the envelope on the nightstand next to the bed. However, the boy stirred slightly.

Sensing someone else in the room. Winston picked up his head. For a moment he did not remember where he was or what happened but when the sunlight filled his eyes the images flooded back to him. His aunt's mangled body, Fredericks plunging knife, Alucard fighting Father Alexander, and her hand holding his arm. There had appeared to be genuine concern in her eyes but it must have been a trick of the light for she had quickly thrown down his arm as though his very touch made her flesh crawl.

Walter stared dumbfounded at the boy for a moment. It was as though he was staring at Alucard as a child. He thought perhaps his mind was tricking him but the face was such a perfect likeness. The child groggily rubbed his eyes; his lids seemed heavy laden with sleep. When he looked at Walter groggily Walter did not notice them. Rather Walter focused on the boys face consumed by it. However, after thinking better of it Walter found composure before Integral's guest could see him staring.

"Excuse me my name is Walter. I am an employee of Sir Hellsing. I was bringing you this message."

The boy's eyes lit up in recognition and so did Walter's. When Walter first looked at the boy's eyes he was relieved that they were not red. He felt assured that the boy was not a vampire but when he realized the uncanny resemblance to Integral's own eyes he was lost for words. The strange mysterious guest had become even more of an anomaly.

"For me," he reached out and took the envelope from Walter's hand. He smiled slightly. "I'm Winston by the way."

Walter again searched his being for composure. It wouldn't do to ask for an explanation from Integral. The answer was too obvious but all the same it was a horrifying thought. He tried his best to push any possible explanations out of his mind and focus on the task at hand.

"She's going to meet with me," said Winston.

"I see," said Walter. "Then we ought to find you some proper clothes. I shall retrieve some for you." Walter stepped out of the room and headed toward the spare closet where most guest clothes were kept. He knew he would be able to find Winston a shirt. Many members of the royal family had stayed at the mansion at some point of another and often time's clothes were left and not thought of either way.

When Walter came back into the room. Winston had apparently taken a shower. He was sitting on an antique chair with a towel around his waist. "I wanted to wash off the blood," he said.

"I understand," replied Walter. "I think you should head straight to her office. You can wear these." Walter held out some pants and a simple oxford shirt and sweater.

"Oh thank you," said Winston. He took the clothes and walked into the bathroom dressing quietly.

Walter waited for him patiently. When Winston stepped out of the bathroom he looked like any normal boy. There was even something sweet about his demeanor but he still remained a nearly perfect duplicate of Alucard. "Shall I take you to Integral's office."

"Yes." Winston smiled actually rather happy.

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Integral sat in her office reading her morning paper. Apparently a very famous geneticist Dr. Jean Caldwell had been kidnapped violently. The situation had been extremely strange and Integral herself believed freaks were somehow behind it. However, since no body had been discovered she had not chosen to respond last night. With so many other matters pressing on her she had been overwhelmed. Yet, after careful consideration Integral decided to open up a case.

Then suddenly Alucard appeared in the corner of her office standing amidst the shadows. "Alucard, what in the name of God are you doing up at this hour in the morning," Integral yelled. He smiled lightly and looked at Integral's irritated face.

"He is coming I wanted to be a part of this little meeting of the minds. Besides we agreed to have this conversation in the morning"

"Alucard leave this instant," Integral demanded. Yet, it was to late a heavy knock was heard at the door and Walter stepped in lightly.

"Sir Integral I have brought your guest." Walter did not look at her he couldn't bring himself to. He didn't want to confirm it by looking in her eyes. Rather he opened the door quickly and urged the boy forward gently pressing his shoulder. He stepped out with all alacrity leaving the three strangers who were not really strangers to themselves.

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Sigh wow they were supposed to meet three chapters ago I'm really drawing this out aren't I.