She sat down at the computer and started typing in her journal. Last night was a blur and Integral was not sure what had actually happened and what was part of a dream - or one of Alucard's perverted illusions. So far, what she could recall horrified her. I hope to God that did not happen. It had to be a dream. Or perhaps, it was Alucard projecting his perverted fantasy into my mind. But, I could not have let that happen… Yet, if it was a dream, why in bloody hell am so I sore down there and how did my knickers get torn? There was only one logical answer – Alucard.
Integral went over the memories lingering in her mind. She recalled being extremely tired and sitting in her office trying to respond to emails. Alucard had touched her…placed his hands on her neck and massaged her muscles. It had felt good and she really did need to relax. Integral knew she should have stopped him, but it had seemed perfectly innocent. What was the harm in letting him give her a massage? Didn't she deserve it? Then, the rest of the day came back to her. He had touched her places that had never been touched by anyone. Integral was so angry, that she slammed her latte down on the desk so hard that she shattered the cup. Integral started to tremble with rage. The bastard had even cut her with his nail and drank her blood. How dare he do that to me? My family has fought for over 100 years against creatures like him. Is he foolish enough to think I would become his lover? After she calmed down a bit, questions started to form in her mind. How in the hell did he manage to do it? Were the seals not still in place? Or had something happened when she had reactivated them at the end of the war? But, perhaps most important of all, what could she do about it? If Integral was so weak that she had been unable to resist the bastard, how was she going to stop him when he tried it again? She knew he would. Alucard had been obsessed with her since Integral had been a teenager. It had only gotten worst over the years. Integra had never had a problem refusing him before – so something must have happened to the bloody seals. Although she did not want to admit it, she would need outside help. But – who? Who could she ask to come to her aid? Who could she trust? Certainly not the Vatican.
Integral thought of her options. If Alucard was truely free, he could destroy her in an instant. Unless she could reactivate the Hellsing seals... But, what if that didn't work or if he fought her? A thought occurred to her, but she quickly pushed it out of her mind. What in the bloody hell am I thinking? I could never do that. But, what if? No, I can't. Perhaps she would talk to Seras. Maybe the vampire or the soul inside of her would have a good idea. She cursed the gods of fate for taking away Walter. He would have been the first person that she talked to about the whole mess. Now, he wasn't even a person, but a monster. Integral laughed out loud when she realized that all the people she cared about were vampires. If something were to happen to her, Hellsing would be destroyed. It made what she had been thinking about so much more tempting. However, she could not give in. Integral was a Hellsing and she would never give up.
Seras laid in her coffin pretending to sleep. She wondered if he was being fooled. Seras hadn't heard from Pip since yesterday - when she had...made the big mistake. She was so confused by it all. Pip's soul was inside her but it wasn't like they could shagor even kiss. Was she supposed to be faithful to him forever? It didn't seem fair. She should be able to have a little fun, shouldn't she? Since the Captain's soul was absorbed into her body, Seras had noticed a change in her err sexual appetites. Before, she hadn't thought sex much at all. Sure once in awhile Seras had wished that she had a boyfreind, but not like this. It seemed that sex was on her mind practically all the time. In fact, Seras had to block it out by thinking of other things. She hadn't wanted to let Walter shag her. It was just that...his touch had felt so good . Although Seras did not want to admit it, since his return to Hellsing she had been attracted to him. Alot. And now it seemed that Pip was mad at her for what happened yesterday. She couldn't really blame him. It wasn't the smartest thing she'd done. Seras wished she would've talked to him about the possability. As it turned out...it just happened.
It's okay, Seras. You don't have to feel so bad about it. Finally, Pip's voice boomed through her head.
Pip! I've...missed you. I-I-I just don't know what happened. The words came stammering out of her mouth.
I do. You got horny. It's no big deal, girlie – it happens.
But Pip, I should've asked before we did. You weren't – awake when Walter and I, um...
Only at the begining. I knew I didn't want to be awake when he shagged you that. I have no desire to be shagged by that old man. I know he looks younger but he's like what – 70 years old? That's just too wierd. I just thought about my mom. When I was real little, she used to put me to bed. There was a lullyabye she used to sing that always put me right to sleep. I hummed a few bars while you and err that old guy were getting started and it put me right out. Damn girlie, I only wish I could've been your first.
Seras merely nodded. She did not like talking about things of this nature. It was too bloody embarassing.
Okay, just be careful around Walter. If it was just the old guy it'de be different. But, he is a vampire and you don't know where his loyalties lay. You don't know what his motives are. Use your brain, Police Girl.
Pip Bernadette! You know I hate it when you call me that.
I'm sorry but it's the least I can do to pay you back.
Seras hugged her body and for a moment if felt as if "he" was hugging her back. She shook her head. Now I know I am losing my mind. That is simply not possible.
Somewhere deep inside Seras Victoria Pip was laughing his arse off. He knew there was plenty he could do to Seras from inside her mind to make her feel pleasure and couldn't wait to show her. The moment she had shared with the old butler was nothing compared to what he would do to her in her dreams while she was asleep and awake.