A/N Hope this will clear up the obvious. Chapter fourteen

Dot looked at the screens, that were still hovering above her. Next to her stood Esmeralda Maria Anderson, who was happily smoking the biggest cigar Dot had ever seen, and blowing smoke-rings. Dot opened her mouth to speak, but Esmeralda beat her to it.

' You're worried, aren't you?'  she asked, blue eyes taking in Dot's reaction with interest. Dot shrugged.

' Who wouldn't be?'  She retorted. Esmeralda smiled, and blew another smoke-ring. Her attitude had changed. She seemed much more certain of herself here, much more at ease. When Dot asked her about this strange change of character, she smiled.

' I designed this lab. Everything here was my idea. This is my creation, my…"child", if you will. This is my home, as strange as it may sound…' Another smoke-ring.' I've had this idea in my mind for quite some time, before I finally had the means, financially that is, to build this place. You see, fangirls are a strange species. Something happens in their minds, and that's what I want to do some research on.'

Dot looked at her for a while.

' But, they each ended up elsewhere, so it won't work.  Right? Their reactions will be different. They don't know where they are, they don't lust after anyone. So, what's the point?' 

Esmeralda didn't answer right away. The girl was simply right, but she hated to admit that. She had worked on this too long, for it to be ruined by some stupid system failure. The girls were still fangirls, and that was enough for her. She turned her attention back to Dot, who was eyeing her with interest.

' It will help us in some way, trust me.' She said to Dot.

Dot looked once more at the screens, to see if anything was happening.

Suddenly, Sal's screen turned bright red, and sirens started to go off. Esmeralda threw her cigar on the ground, and put it out. She then ran to one of the computers and pushed some buttons. The screen, that had been red before, was now showing something. As Dot and some of the assistants came closer to have a better look, she made out two figures standing near a desk, one close behind the other. The screen then seemed to move to the right, like they were watching a movie or something. They saw an older man standing there, looking furious. But where was Sal? Then Dot realised that's it was Sal's point of view they were seeing this from. Dot looked at Esmeralda, who was busy consulting with her assistants. She then came over to where Dot was standing.

' It seems your friend has created a flux in the Hellsing-continuum…'

'…Meaning?'

' Uncanon, Dot. The most horrible thing next to Mary-Sues. Your friend's lack of knowledge of this world has caused characters in it to do things they wouldn't normally do. It's what happens when people know to little about said world, and the fact that they're sub-consciously  creating their own problems. In short; she fucked it up big time, and is in danger.'

Dot backed away, shaking her head in confusion. This couldn't be happening. This can't be. Her friends were in danger? And she was just standing here, doing nothing? At this thought, Dot was so repulsed by herself she had trouble not throwing up. She looked at Esmeralda.

' Is there anything I can do? Anything at all? Please, tell me, I can't just stand her and do nothing.' She pleaded, but Esmeralda shook her head.

' I'm very sorry, but there's nothing you can do. You can only hope they'll get out of this alive.'

Mr. Sinjohn, who had been pretty much invisible for a while, stepped out of the shadows.

' There is something you can do, Dot. But it's dangerous, and you'll risk getting hurt, or worse…'  her teacher sighed. Dot looked at him sharply.

' Anything, I'll do anything to prevent them getting hurt. I don't care what happens to me.' She answered. Esmeralda seemed taken aback by this. When she spoke, her voice was one of absolute concern.

' Listen, Dot, and listen carefully now. In order for them to snap out of their "nightmares", if you could call them that, is for them to get a shock. Not literally, but figuratively. Meaning, they will have to do something they wouldn't normally do, like jump off a building and such. But they don't know that, because they don't know where they are. They think they're in London, Minas Tirith or in a Gundam, even. So you'll have to go in there, and "wake them up", so to speak. If you're afraid to go, you can say it. We won't hold that against you.'

Dot gulped, and thought about it. These were her friends, and she couldn't possibly abandon them. Yet, she wàs afraid. She couldn't deny that. But she had to go. To save her friends. The people most dear to her, next to her family. She turned to face Esmeralda and her teacher.

' I'll go. There's simply no other option for me.'

' She's got that right.' Mr. Sinjohn said to his colleague, as Dot was getting into the one vacant tube. 'We don't have anyone else to go in there, anyway. This machine is calibrated for fangirls, not for us, old farts!'

At this, Esmeralda smiled and lit another cigar. This was going to be a long and dangerous day for all of them.