Chapter 8

I do not own anything from hellsing, except for this plot that I made up.

Author's note: If you get uncomfortable with a touch of smut, then you should skip this chapter. It isn't that detailed, but, just to let you know.

Alucard stood in Integra's doorway, looking quietly at her beautiful sleeping form. As he stood there, he let his mind drift to the events that had occurred in the past hour.

He remembered running in the door, and finding the hellsing teams searching the house, and Walter and Seras comforting Integra and leading her to bed. Then Seras explained to him exactly what had happened, with a cool even voice. Alucard grinned in pride of his demonic offspring. He had taught her well.

Focusing his attention back on Integra, he opened her door and sat on her bed. Leaning closer, he realized that he was hearing muffled sobs from her. With slight shock that this was coming from head of hellsing, Alucard leaned over and patted her silky white blond hair.

All of the sudden, Integra rolled over, wiping her red and wet eyes. Alucard took her hand and tried to look at reassuring as possible, which was hard with situations being as they were, and he didn't really want to share all of the gritty details and upset Integra even more than she was.

Integra took a shaky breath and choked out "He died. Practically in my arms, and I didn't stop it. I just lost the love of my life, and I didn't stop it !" The tears in her eyes started up again, and Alucard couldn't think of anything to do."And you weren't there either... where were you anyway? I could have died, and James did die! Now that we are talking..." Integra paused apprehensively. "I know what happened with you and Seras."

With an awkward embrace, Alucard gave her a gentle pat on the back and a "there there master". Integra inhaled deeply all the scents that were familiar and unique to Alucard. Integra tilted her head and breathed in his ear "don't let go." She tightened her grip on him, and sobbed hysterically.

Seras Victoria chewed her nails furiously outside of the door, around the corner. How could Master think that the intimacy that they had shared was a mistake? And then Integra knew about it? With fury glowing in her blood red eyes, Seras turned around and stomped down to the dungeon to spend her night doing what she had been doing for many nights before.

Staring at the ceiling, with thoughts running through his mind like a dog after a rabbit, Walter swirled his wine around with unusual concentration. He had been sitting here ever since the teams came to sweep the manor. He was so worried, and for once in his life, he just plain and simple did not know what to do. He supposed that because it had to do with Integra, it was stumping him. How was he supposed to know what went on in a woman's mind? But this woman is his beloved master, and he had been hers for many long years.

"That's it." Walter declared with finality. "I am going to check on her." Walter chuckled to himself. Now he was talking to himself. Going up the stairs with a limp, due to his aching hip, Walter slyly opened Integra's door a crack and peeked in, and what he saw did not do justice for his aging heart.

There was Integra, intertwined with her pet, Alucard. "Well, that was fast." Walter grumbled under his breath. Maybe the little girl he used to give baths too had grown up into a whore bag, moving from one male to another, even in grief. With disgust and and closed mind, he closed the door and slouched off, making a mental note to chide Integra in the morning.

When Integra awoke in the morning, with the sun barely peeking through her heavy red curtains, she realized that Alucard was still in her arms. With a soft smile, she quietly ushered him back to his coffin in his own room. "Thank you" she called out the door, and she actually really meant it. Rolling over in her bed, she looked at the picture of James he had given her, and she read the little romantic ditty he had included.

To my love of my life

You're smile is greater than the force of 1000 moons, and you're beauty surpasses the night sky in it's glory. Remember that I love you and I will never leave you're side.

James Bilodeau

xoxoxoxox

Integra knew she should be nostalgic, but she just felt bitter for her loss. She reached and turned her last reminder over, never to be seen again. Getting up out of bed, she got dressed quickly, but this time she replaced her navy blue suit with black. It felt suitable.

As she walked by Walter's room, Walter perked up at the sight of her. He was just about to criticize her for her actions last night, but then saw the widows black. "Sir Integra, may I speak with you a moment? Walter got up and walked over to where Integra was impatiently waiting. "I am extremely sorry you're loss, but do you really think you had to spend the night with Alucard? I know that you probably did not do anything, with you're loss and grief and all, but after all, you are the head of hellsing and that is highly inappropriate."

Integra looked him over with her steel blue eyes, and harshly commented "I do hope you realize Walter, that I was highly distraught last night, and Alucard was simply there to comfort me. He was just there at the time, and I really didn't want to be alone. Absolutely nothing happened. We still have that master-slave relationship, so there is nothing to worry about."She gave him one final glare before storming off to her office, to fill out the paper work for last nights incident.

Walter sighed in submission and resumed his cleaning. "Guess some things will never change."

Integra sat down in her huge, vacant office, looked at all of the paperwork and cried. Seeing her loss on paper was more than she can bear. She read that the funeral was tommorow, and James would be having a formal one, with the hellsing team and the UK flag and everything. Well, he did like things simple, but he also liked them dignified. Sighing, she ploughed on with her paperwork, and tried to forget. In the process of trying to forget, she let her mind drift to Alucard. The vampire she could never have, or take.

How did he feel about her? Did he still remember her as the 12 year old, watching her father with adoring eyes, and soaking up the information about evil vampires and other supernatural beings? She knew that those days had long past.

She let her wandering hand follow her wandering mind, and reached down her shirt to her voluptuous breasts, feeling the evidence of time and womanhood. After giving them a wholehearted squeeze, she felt her slender stomach while thinking what Alucard could not like about her, his master. Exploring further to her full, but elegant hips, she realized herself that she had turned into a complete gorgeous woman, and no man should be able to resist her.

A sudden knock at the door pulled her mind back to reality, and her hands out of her trousers. It was Walter, carrying her dinner with an amused look on his face, like when he caught Integra in the cookie jar.

Walter gave a slight cough, and mentioned "If you are feeling lonely, I could fetch you certain... services, Sir Integra." Integra stood up, a deep red blush flooding her charming face, and pointed at the door with rage in her scream of protest of being intruded on.

"GET OUT NOW BEFORE YOU ARE SERVING YOUR HEAD ON A SILVER PLATTER! OUT OUT OUT!" Integra had a feral look in her eyes. Obviously, she did not like people to find out she had a natural libido, and was not above human beings.

With Walter slinking out the door with an undisguised chuckle, Integra sank down to her desk to led her burning red face cool and to brood some more about Alucard, and to determine why she was thinking about him when she was still heartbroken about James.

That was a little touch for all of you AI fans. If you can think of anything I can do for you to heighten you're reading pleasure, please review. No flames, they make me sad.