Ok. I do realize that these are just random and stupid. Don't take them too seriously, and don't mind that they're short. This is just something I felt like doing for me. (and Alucard's Familiar because she spurred me to actually write this weirdo stuff.)

Specifically, this chapter is a bit sad. But it does finally showcase one of my least understood characters, Harker van Hellsing. And remember, Devries is NOT a normal human. My beta readers all had the same question of her being age appropriate. She was born about three months after conception, so I'm just speeding up her growth period, which will be totally apparent in these upcoming chapters. So sorry for any confusion.

Review if you feel like it. I'd appreciate kind ones, but since I realize it's a tad stupid, flames will just fuel the fire, or give me a laugh. So if you're gonna flame, go all the way. ^_^

~*~Chapter 2~*~
Aha, Springtime of Life's Erotic Hell

"Daddy, I wanna go outside and play." The blond toddler whispered as she tugged on Harker's shirtsleeve, looking up at the blue-eyed man whose eye shape and color she shared. "I'm bored."
"Boredom allows Satan to have playtime with your soul Devries." Harker smiled down at his daughter who appeared to be two or three years old, even though she was less than a year old. As far as the girl knew, every child developed this fast so she was quite normal in her own opinion. "We have to wait for your new baby brother to be born."
"My mother is dead so I can't have any brothers."
Sighing, Harker hugged his eldest daughter close to his chest, trying to hold back tears as she snuggled close to his neck. Surely Lillith would not need him around during the first part of her labor, so he could take Devries outside for a while to run around until she was tired.
"Devries, let's go outside."
Smiling as she hopped from her chair, Devries grabbed her father's hand leading him to the hospital doors and out into the sunshine and spring breeze that blessed London this early May day. "Can we go get lunch Daddy?"
"Of course Devries." Allowing her to lead him to a nearby outdoor café, Harker ordered a light lunch of a sandwich and chips and carried his daughter's tray in one hand and his own in the opposite while Devries trotted to a small round table usually reserved for couples, jumping in to a seat and watching her young father set the food down before returning to the inside of the restaurant to bring both of them tea.
By the time he had returned, Devries had already eaten half of his chips without touching a single one on her own plate. Knowing she was caught as Harker exited the building and smirked as she finished shoving another of his chips in her mouth, she picked up handfuls of chips and placed them back on his plate.
"Devries, you can have my chips if you want. I'm sick because Lillith is in the hospital, so I can't eat much."
Shaking her head as she looked at her lap, Devries did the only thing she could think of. "I'm sorry Daddy. I know that a lady shouldn't steal and a lady shouldn't eat too much otherwise she'll get fat."
The Dutchman narrowed his eyes, reaching across the table to gently lift his daughter's chin so she would be forced to look in his eyes. "Who told you those things?"
Shaking her head, Devries had to bite her lip to hold back tears. "I hear them in my dreams at night. A lady's voice tells me what to do, and I think it's my mom come down from heaven to make certain that I grow up to please her."
"Devries, the souls of the dead cannot return to the earth to speak with us. That is a lie made up by pagans and other godless peoples to corrupt the world and true God-fearing citizens. Your mother is in heaven, and you will only see her when God decides that it is your time to go to heaven."
"But Dad-"
Placing his finger to her lips for silence, Harker glared at his daughter. "Do not speak of this again Devries. I do not wish to call a minister to have him pray for your soul."
Nodding, the little girl sighed before settling back in her chair, slowly nibbling at her sandwich.

~*~*~*~*~

"Sir Integral only had to be in labor for a few hours compared to Miss Lillith's agony." Walter mused as he sat in the maternity waiting area with Harker and Devries. Night had come, and with it so had Walter and the mysterious red haired lady that liked to stay with Walter when he left the house. "I do feel sorry for her."
"Mnghf." Harker moaned, half asleep as he lay on the couch with Devries laying next to him wide awake. She would have moved, but her father's arm lay draped over her stomach and she did not wish to wake him.
Biting her lip again, Devries looked over at the family's retainer, finally smiling a bit as she met his eyes. "Can you tell me what my mother was like Walter?"
"Sir Integral was very smart, very pretty, and very loyal to everyone and everything she held dear. She risked her life to have a child, and I am certain she is pleased with everything you do Devries."
Carefully squirming out of Harker's arm, Devries walked over to Walter, climbing up on his lap, wrapping small arms around his torso while snuggling her cheek on his chest. "I wish I wouldn't have killed my mom." The words were barely above a whisper, but the Shinigami squeezed her lightly as he held back tears. "I'd do anything to bring her back."
"I'm certain Sir Integra watches over you." The funny red haired woman smiled as she looked at the little girl clinging to the elderly Shinigami. "She's like your guardian angel Devries."
"Seras. . . ." Harker mumbled as he opened his eyes, sitting up before stretching in his seat. "We're not Catholic, therefore no guardian angels."
"Protestants believe in angels. . . ." Seras muttered under her breath as she folded her arms across her chest, glaring at the dirty blond haired young man across from her. "I was trying to make Devries feel better."
Snuggling closer to Walter, Devries hid her face as she cried silently against his chest. She might be young, but the most annoying thing that all adults did to her was speak down to her as if she was a common child, or speak about her as if she were not in the room.
Harker folded his arms across his chest, ready to retort the words spoken by the vampire in his Organization's care when a doctor covered in blood and God only knew what else exited the room where Lillith lay, interrupting the standoff. "Congratulations Mr. van Hellsing. Your wife had a girl."
Harker's eyes went wide as the shock of the sex of his child began to slowly seep in to his consciousness. Another girl? How could he claim that another girl would be better qualified than Devries to lead Hellsing, besides the obvious fact that Devries wasn't really human?
"You can all come in to see the mother and child." The doctor smiled at the entire party, and Seras along with Walter who was holding Devries headed toward the door of the room, waiting for Harker to enter before they walked in.
Lillith lay on the bed with eyes half closed as she gently ran willowy fingers across her newborn daughter's cheeks and through the curly black hair that graced the top of her daughter's head. She barely turned to look at the group as they entered, but acknowledged their presence with a quick smile.
Leaning down to kiss her forehead as soon as he was at her side, Harker examined his youngest daughter with a smile as he stood back up as Walter, Devries, and Seras found places to stand around the bedside so all could see the mother and child.
"We are not trying for a boy Harker."
"I didn't say that." Chuckling, the blond young man petted his wife's dark hair as he looked at the baby in her arms. "But we do need a name for her. Stefan just won't work."
"How about Stephanie?" Walter suggested, passing Devries to Seras. "It would be very similar."
"Stephanie is too common." Lillith smiled down at the girl. "You've gotta have an unusual name like your sister."
"I would rather see her with a common name like Anna." Harker chimed in as he took the baby from his wife's arms, gently cradling her in his own. "It would be less traumatizing at school to have a common name. Trust me about that."
"If we're moving to Holland, shouldn't she have a Dutch name then?"
"Stefi is Dutch." Walter added, though it appeared that the young couple did not wish to hear him, as they had already gone through a number of choices of names for the girl.
"I still like Anna."
"Anika then." Lillith stated, matter of factly. "It's common enough to not be terrible to live with during school years, and yet unusual enough to stand out."
"Can we go outside?" Devries whispered to Seras, who quickly dismissed herself from the crowd, carrying the little girl lightly against her chest as they exited the hospital in to the cool night air. After setting the blond down, the vampire removed her coat and quickly buttoned it, rolling the sleeves so that Devries wasn't totally engulfed by fabric.
"You're sad because you don't want to see Lillith die now that you have a sister, right?"
"Yes ma'am."
Sighing, Seras sat down on a brick wall that led to the Underground station, fighting the urge to tell the toddler the entire truth about her mother.
"I know for a fact that your mother, Sir Integra, is watching over you Devries. She may not physically be around to help you grow up, but she can still be with you in spirit."
"Well, it's not fair!" Devries stomped as she screamed at the vampire, making quite a scene in the London streets. "Why does everyone else have a mother except for me!"
"Devries Fairbrook Hellsing!"
The child froze mid-tantrum, turning around to see the Vampiress Argetni towering behind her with hands on her hips as she glared down at the child. "I will not tolerate to hear my daughter whining like a common brat! You are to listen to your father and not question anyone about whether I care about you or why it is not fair that I am not alive and standing at your side constantly! Do you understand?"
Shaking in pure terror, Devries nodded to the vampire as she stared in to Argetni's hellish eyes. "Yes mum."
"Good girl." Picking the girl up, Argetni smirked as the toddler instantly fell into a deep sleep. Handing her to Seras, Argetni turned and walked from Alucard's other fledgling, back from where she came. "She'll believe this all to be a dream, so I suggest you stay away from my family for an extended time Lieutenant. Take her home."