Warning - this chapter contains a R-rated lemon

Seras woke up a little before dawn. She just could not sleep. The nightmares wouldn't let her. In her dream she kept seeing Integral: her eyes locked in the cold stare of the dead and a hole ripped in her threat. Her body was drained of all blood and a few feet away stood her Master. He was covered in her blood; Seras could smell it on him, and wearing a smug grin. Seras had shaken Integral's body and tried to wake her up, but it was too late. So instead she took her in her arms, hugging her cold dead body while tears of blood flowed out her eyes. Her Master started laughing maniacally, enjoying her pain. It was so bloody real. At least for now, it was not.

She wiped the tears from her eyes and grabbed a blood bag from her refrigerator. As Seras sat down at the table, she tried to collect her thoughts. The fact was staring her straight in the eye: Alucard was going to try to hurt Integral in some manner. Seras wondered how that was even possible. Didn't the Hellsing seals keep him from doing just that? Then she remembered. All of the seals had been removed during the war so Alucard could defeat Millenium. Although she had seen Integral put them back on her Master, perhaps something had gone wrong. Maybe now Alucard was not bound by any seals or magic and could do as he wished. She shivered at that thought. Seras didn't want to fight her Master. How on earth could she stop him? Even with Pip's help, Seras knew that he was more powerful then the two of them. If only Walter were able to help. Seras would give anything to have him back to himself.

As she thought about him, Seras realized it might have been awhile since the butler had his "meal." She decided to take him down a few bags of blood. It would help keep her mind off of the impending doom that she felt approaching. Seras approached the cell and noticed something different about him. Walter did not have that same blank look in his eyes. No, he was looking her in the eye. Maybe things were looking up after all.

"Good evening, Walter. I have your dinner." Seras nearly fell over from shock when he started to speak.

"Ahh, I'm pleased you remembered to feed the pet. You are so much more pleasing to look at then that other monster."

"Walter? Is that you?" Seras forgot herself and started to approach the cell.

"Yes. I decided I felt like talking. The silence was boring me to tears. But, I'm far from the man that you remember as Walter, little girl."

Seras glared back at him. "I'm not a little girl! If you want your dinner…"

"Oh what? I better be a good boy? No, I suppose you are not a little girl. Not with that body you aren't." Walter ran his eyes slowly up and down her body before stopping on her chest.

"Walter, will you please stop that! I am not some bimbo!"

"I know very well what you are, Seras Victoria. But, how I enjoy looking at your – assets."

Seras felt unable to look away from him. It was as if he was drawing her into his eyes. She knew that he was dangerous but he was also suddenly very appealing to her. Seras could feel Pip telling her to careful but she ignored his pleads and told him to leave her be. She stared into Walter's eyes trying to look for an answer.

Walter used this chance to enter her mind. He grinned wickedly, obviously pleased with what he saw.

"Seras, I promise I'll be good. Why don't you come in? There is something we should discuss."

"Walter, I don't think so. The last time I got too close to you …"

"Oh – that. I'm sorry I lost my self-control. I was so terribly hungry. That isn't a problem anymore, now is it?" Walter smiled sincerely at Seras.

It was hard for her not to believe him – this was Walter, was it not? And he seemed almost like himself, didn't he?

Seras – I don't think- Pip started to warn her that this might not be the best idea.

Pip, will you just leave me be? This is MY body, MY mind and I would appreciate if you would let me make my own decisions. Honestly sometimes I think you are as bad as my Master.

Pip's voice went quiet in her head. Seras was greatful for that small fact. She knew Pip only had her best interest at heart, but sometimes he could be a total pain in her arse.

"Oh come on, Seras. You have a gun, don't you? I have no weapons." Walter moved away from the door. Seras got the key off of a hook on the wall. The bars were coated in silver so vampires could not go through them.

She entered the cell and removed her pistol – she was taking no chances. "Now what could we have to discuss?"

"Tell me Seras. What is it that worries you? I can tell something is on your mind. You look so very tense." Walter took Seras' hand in his and started stroking it lightly. He wanted to do so much more.

Seras wondered if she should pull her hand away. It did seem like such a kind gesture. She wanted to believe Walter cared for her in a platonic sort of way. Pip wasn't giving her advice any longer, she supposed he was pouting somewhere in her mind. Hmm…Walter's touch on her hand felt so nice. It had been so long since she had a human or even vampire touch. The last time would've been the Captain's kiss. She decided not to stop him.

Walter seemed encouraged by her non-action. He smiled kindly at her. "It's been hard for you, hasn't it? Losing so many of your comrades, Pip losing his body, and Alucard hasn't been very kind, now has he?"

Seras returned his smile. Was this the real Walter? Was the loyal butler really back? "It's not that bad. No – not really."

Walter stood up and stood behind the ex-police girl and placed his hands on her shoulders. He squeezed them very gently. "Seras, you are so very tense. Let me help you relax. You deserve to relax once in awhile. The war is over, is it not?"

"Walter, I think you should stop. It's not…"

He bent down and whispered in her ear, "What? A good idea? I think it is, Seras."

She ignored her own warnings going off inside her mind. Walter's hands felt magical on her neck and shoulders. He was right – she was incredibly tense. Worrying about Sir Integral had taken its toll on her. Seras closed her eyes and concentrated on the sensation of Walter's hands on her skin. It felt almost too good. Something told her she should make him stop. But, a darker side of her soul spoke to her too. Wasn't she entitled to a little pleasure? Seras had so much suffering in her life. Couldn't she be weak just this once? The darker side won out. She could feel Pip's voice trying to break through but she pushed him back. Leave me alone, Captain. Let me some fun for once. Maybe if you do, I'll make it up to you. Seras blocked his voice out of her mind and slipped further into a state of pleasure. An involuntary moan escaped her throat. "Mmmm...that feels good, Walter."

Walter took this as her consent for him to continue. He looked down at her breasts. So many times he had longed to touch them. In the past his morals had stopped him from doing what he desired. He was not bound by morality anymore. Millennium had taken care of that for him. He knew what was wrong, what he should and should not do, but unlike before he just did not care. Walter slowly moved his hands down to her chest, fully expecting her to stop him. But, she did not. As he slipped his hand inside of her blouse, Seras moaned softly. Walter squeezed her large breast in his hand and felt his body shudder with desire. How he wanted to use his wires to tie her to the chair and ravage her body right here and now. All in good time. For now he would just have a little fun. Walter pinched her nipple gently at first, but quickly his touch became harsh. Apparently, Seras liked it a little rough, as she moaned in delight. "The things I want to do to you, Police Girl."

"Maybe we should stop, I don't know if this is...right." Seras said the words but there was no conviction in her tone.

Walter heard what her words really said to him – please don't stop. He moved in front of her. Looking down at her in the chair. "Seras, you are so bloody beautiful. I've wanted to do this to you since the day we met." The butler started to unbutton her blouse, but she raised her hands to stop him. He decided she needed a little help in knowing what she really wanted. Out of nowhere came wires. He had managed to keep them hidden during his capture and they were certainly coming in handy now. Walter wondered why Alucard had failed to take them away when he threw him in the cell. Surely he must have known about them. However, Walter had better things to think about now and needed to restrain the police girl to carry them out. Before she knew what hit her, he had bound her hands in the wires and tied her arms to the back of the chair. Funny that the look in her eyes was one of pure excitement and fascination, but not fear. He whispered in her ear, "Oh you are a bad, bad, girl, Seras Victoria."

Seras merely stared back at him with that look in her eyes. Was it desire or fear? She knew that she wanted just what he was doing to her and it was wrong. So perhaps Walter was indeed right – maybe she was indeed a bad girl. Still she had to at least pretend to be good. Seras struggled slightly to get loose. It was a move that made her bleed. Just what the butler wanted.

"You should know better then that, Seras. If you move, you will bleed and then I'll have to lick your wounds. Do you really want me to do that?" Walter moved quickly to lick her delicious blood. He caressed her cuts on her arms, hands, and wrist, with his tongue. She tasted so very sweet. Seras shuddered from the pleasure he was giving her with his tongue. Walter could even smell her desire now. He started to unbutton her blouse, giving up after a few second, and ripping it off. Walter sat on top of her lap straddling her with his hips. He pushed the fullness of his desire against her center. He could barely wait to get inside. He grabbed both of her breasts in his hands squeezing them and pinching her nipples cruelly. Walter quickly moved his mouth to her breast. He took her full breast inside his mouth and bit her nipple just hard enough to make it bleed slightly. Walter sucked hard on her nipple feeding from it as he drew out more blood. The girl writhed and moaned under him as he ground his body into hers. I just love not being bound by morality.

Seras realized she wanted the vampire who used to be Walter. No matter how wrong it was, she desired him. Seras hoped Pip would forgive her for what she was about to do. It wasn't like she was cheating on him, was it? Pip was inside of her mind – he couldn't shag her. No, but Walter could. She used her mental ability to speak into Walter's mind. Come on and shag me already.

He heard her loud and clear and ripped away her pants. Walter removed the wires from her wrist. It was clear she was a willing participant now. He did not want to injure her, after all. Walter thrust inside of her, not being gentle at all. Seras let out a small cry from the pain.

The pain soon gave way to pleasure as he pushed himself deep inside of her. Seras soon moved with him in perfect rhythm following his body's movements. As he thrust inside of. Walter made her feel so wonderfully complete as he moved inside of her. It suprised her that she did not want the moment to end. However, Seras moaned as she climaxed. She had never felt such intense feelings before in her short life. The two rocked their bodies on the chair so hard that it broke and they ended up on the cool hard floor. This did not break their motion as they continued to move their bodies together performing a perfect waltz of desire. They ended the dance in perfect harmony, climaxing at the same time. She felt Pip come back into her mind and he was not happy with what she had done. That was okay – Seras would deal with him later. For now she just enjoyed the pleasant feeling swelling up inside of her and pulled Walter close to her chest. For a moment the two of them were completely still, just enjoying the moment of perfect bliss.