Hey. I've been busy between Ancient tragedies and my Japanese modernization class plus chem. labs are killer. I know none of you care so I'll just jump back into writing. ^_^

I still don't own Hellsing Integral, Alucard, Ceres none of them. Winston I guess I did create but I'm not exactly super possessive with him. In fact I need to get things rolling because right now he is kind of a whimp but he'll get better I promise.

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Winston sat idly in his seat. The events of the morning had been long and tedious to say the least. He had not intended at any point to comply with Alucard's wishes but as the day came to pass he had been swept up into forces he did not seem to control. Walter had come to him in the morning asking him to dress and come down to the main entrance of the Hellsing mansion, and feeling obliged to respect Integral's wishes to whatever degree he could Win did as he was told.

When he had walked down the stairs he mentally prepared himself for the difficult task ahead. He did not want to hurt Integral but he was determined not to find himself a pawn in Alucard's war with her. He would simply have to explain to her that he was Catholic and had no intention of attending Anglican services. He ran through all possible scenarios over and over again but when his feet found their way to the landing of the main stair case he found something he was not prepared for.

Integral was standing there in her usual attire. He had never seen her in anything particularly feminine and even today she wore a suit. However, the gentle cream color she wore was vividly bright in contrast to any other apparel he had seen her in and she wore a deep blue shirt casually open without a tie or a constricting button in sight. Her hair was also pulled back into a lose knot. Most striking however, was not her clothes at all but the gentle smile plastered along her face and the warm greeting the flowed forth from it. "Good morning Winston, I'm so glad you'll be joining us. This is my cousin's daughter Jacquelyn." Integral motioned to a girl who stood next to her but Winston was far to entranced to consider the content of Integral's words.

The young woman smiled lightly with an airy laugh replying "Cousin Integral I wish you'd call me Jackie but if you can't at least allow others too." She smiled without a drop of insincerity turning toward Winston who had only just noticed her presence. She held out her hand and somehow Winston's found its way inside hers. "Integral has told me that you're to be her ward for a time at least until a suitable home is found for you. I'm so sorry to hear about your loss but I'm so happy there will be someone young around when I come to visit. This place can be so busy with Integral's staff." Her smile had not altered but when she stopped speaking an uncomfortable silence formed as Winston pulled away his hand dangling it limply to his side.

She was a beautiful girl with long light brown hair and sweet green eyes but he had no idea who she was and he felt as though he ought not to speak with her. She was a family member Integral had said so hadn't she. Then she was Integral's heir. This was the girl who Alucard wanted out of the way and Integral viewed as legitimate.

Jacquelyn's smile grew uneasy as she watched the boy flinch but then her heart clinched tightly. It must have been what she had said. He had seemed so happy when he first looked at Integral but when she had mentioned his loss hid face grew crestfallen. Integral had not gown into details about the boys life but if he had lived with his aunt all his life and had never even known his parent's of course he would be devastated. Jacquelyn chided herself mentally for her blunder. She loathed making social improprieties in front of Integral.

Integral who assessed the situation quickly turned to Winston attempting to utilize her percussive powers. "Winston we'll be attending services and I was hopping you'd come. I wanted you to spend the day with Jackie and me."

Win looked at his mother bewildered. Had he heard her correctly? She wanted him to spend the day with her and her family. He didn't really know how to respond to her and when the word "sure" slipped out of his mouth he didn't really know where it came from.

And that was the gist of it. That was how he found himself sitting next to Integral and the girl he could consider his second cousin in an Anglican Church. Of course he knew that she had no idea who he was and would probably never know, but that wasn't what bothered him. No he was far more concerned about what Integral was up to. The service itself had been similar to mass. This did not surprise Winston considering that the Anglican Church had separated from the Catholic Church more in name than in doctrine and tradition. He was certainly grateful he did not have to sit through a tirade on immorality as he had had to during his childhood days with his aunt but he was still restless.

When the services had ended Integral led her small party of three through the crowd of people but as their exit progressed somewhere along the way Winston and Jackie lost sight of Integral. Winston shifted his eyes to the left and right but it seemed his mother had meandered off somewhere never to be found. As he surveyed the room absentmindedly holding Jackie's hand he was oblivious to the fact that he had nearly dragged her through a group of small children.

Feeling obliged to pacify the boys worries Jacquelyn attempted to explain the situation to Winston. "You needn't be so frantic about Integral. She always does this when we go to Church. I believe it's somewhat of a social gathering for some of her associates. In any case once the rest of the herd thins off we'll find her talking to some respectable head of state I don't know." Jacquelyn's words weren't particularly disrespectful but there was an air of boredom in her voice.

Winston looked at her hesitantly. "I see," he said in monotone. "Then we'll wait here." He pointed to a bench along the left wall of the outside of the Church. A small group that appeared to be a family were just removing themselves from the seat. Winston finally dropped Jackie's hand and motioned for her to follow him.

Jackie laughed a little as she followed Win over to the bench to sit. For someone who couldn't be older than 13 he was treating her as though she were the child and it was more than obvious she had a number of years on the boy but perhaps he had grown up more than she had. After all he didn't have any parents or any family for that matter. Still he had seemed so childlike earlier when he had been looking for Integral.

After Jacquelyn had sat she smoothed out the creases in her long purple skirt saying quietly to Win, "I think Integral brought you along so I might have company."

Winston pondered what she had said for a moment. It would make sense for Integral to do such a thing. "I suppose," he replied.

"So how old are you?" Jacquelyn asked attempting to make idle chit chat.

"Twelve," Winston responded nervously looking at his feet. He felt uncomfortable. Why was she being so damn nice to him? Smiling and speaking to him as though she knew everything about Integral. How dare she insinuate that he was a plaything for her while Integral was busy; suggesting that Integral could give a damn that he had come along.

"Are you okay?" Jacquelyn questioned.

As the unfounded thoughts of jealousy made there way into Winston's head he was bombarded by something he had not expected.

Why is he so sad? Maybe I shouldn't try to speak with him. God I hope I don't make him cry. I don't want to make him cry. I wonder why Integral has decided to take care of him. His family must have been important. I feel like she's keeping something from me. Oh God he looks like he's going to cry. I almost wish I was alone. (That section should be in italic but the format goes haywire so I'm telling you guys in case)

Winston reared out of his seat shocked pushing the bench backwards. It screeched harshly against the cement and Jackie was pitched forward from her seat slightly. Win panted heavily as he looked down at Jackie. His palms were sweaty and he felt sick but he didn't know what too do. She kept looking at him with unsure eyes.

"I'm sorry," he said. "I've not been well lately please excuse me. I'm not very good company."

She looked at him again with sincerity. "It's alright. I'm sorry I guess you'd rather be alone. I can't help that I'm a social creature." She looked down and spoke unsteadily. "I'm glad though that there will be someone around when I visit Hellsing, even if you are so much younger than me."

Win looked over his left shoulder hopping to see Integral somewhere. But he did not see her. Why did it have to be like this he asked himself? Why did she have to be so nice? He wanted to smack her for being so nice but he was the one who needed to be smacked. It was his presence that upset the balance. He didn't belong there. A creature like him did not belong in the picture he saw around himself.

"Sorry about that, are you both ready to leave. I met some friends." Integral approached her party unaware of what had passed during her absence. Win looked at her like he might a messiah from God come to save him. All he wanted at that moment was to go home.

Jacquelyn smiled her usual smile and stood up. Her height just barely missed eye level with Integral. "Of course, but Integral I'm feeling rather ill do you suppose we can go straight home. I don't think I'd care to go out for lunch."

"Oh," Integral paused for a moment. Somewhere in her heart of hearts she had been looking forward to the idea of spending the afternoon with Winston and Jacquelyn together but Integral was intuitive. She could tell instantaneously that Win was uncomfortable and wanted to get away from them. Jacquelyn was surely feigning illness on his behalf. She was such a sweet girl really. "Alright Jacquelyn, I'm somewhat tired myself. We'll go home."

The two women turned and walked off to Integral's car. Win followed silently behind them in their shadows.

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Yeah this chapter is kind of random but I can pretty much promise you the next one is going to be very good. I've been waiting a really long long long time for a meeting to take place between say a psychopathic priest and androgynous Hellsing leader.