The plane touched down smoothly on the damp Irish runway. Integra was relieved that they had finally landed. The captain came on the loud speaker and announced that it was 9:32 in the morning and there was a hefty chance of rain for the day at 80. Integra let the forecast pass through her ears with out a thought, though, as she gathered her carry-on from under the seat in front of her and slung it over one shoulder. They were waiting to leave the plane when Walter turned to her and Alucard and informed them that someone was meeting him at the airport to take him to the lab where the new weapons are being made. He told them, "Just hail a cab and have him take you to the hotel. From there you can do what you want for the day as long as Alucard goes with you." She had braced herself for that last part; she knew there was no way either of them were going to let her go off by herself.

Baggage claim proved to be hellish, but the three of them only had two checked bags to retrieve. Walter waited with the crowd to get them while Integra and Alucard stood to the side. People swarmed all around them. Integra was the smallest person in the vicinity and, as way of protection, Alucard stood as close to her as possible. She felt him against her and turned her head to look up at him. "Do you mind not standing so close?" she asked coolly.

"I do. Someone could easily pickpocket you, Master."

"Please," she huffed. "I've got my bag covered and there's nothing in my pockets to take," she stated as she took a couple steps away from the vampire to stand in her own little private space. Alucard only shrugged and returned to observing the bustling horde around him. Integra was watching Walter's head bob through the crowd. He just pulled one of their bags from the belt; one more to go.

Suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, a large woman shuffled past Integra toting an enormous suitcase. Integra just stared past the woman; even as the lady stopped in front of her and turned to yell at her husband, also sizeable, Integra paid no attention. She was miniscule compared to this tall and wide couple; they didn't even notice her standing there. It wasn't until the man passed his bickering wife and left her spinning in a full circle to follow him, that Integra was knocked from her daze. As the woman turned and hurried off, her giant suitcase swung out hard and fast, smacking Integra in the chest and sending her tumbling over backward. With an audible "OOF!" Integra collapsed to the floor, a searing pain shooting outward from the back of her head as it hit the cold tile. She cried out in shock as soon as she felt it and her hand flew to the back of her head, instinctively. She heard Alucard call her.

"Master!"

She saw her legs spread before her on the dirty, hard airport floor, her bag lying beside her. The wind was knocked out of her; she couldn't get air.

"Master, are you okay?" she felt his strong hands under her arms as he lifted her up. Still, she could not breathe and she slumped against him as she focused on inhaling. When she did manage to breathe, it was glorious. She watched the couple at fault make their get away and didn't really care; they probably didn't even realize what happened. She scooped up her bag and slung it over her shoulder. That was when she realized she was still leaning on Alucard, who was watching her intently. "Master, are–" people were beginning to look at the two of them strangely.

"Shh. Yeah I'm fine. Don't call me Master; we're getting strange looks." She told him privately. As she finished saying it, she felt him caressing her hair, but then quickly realized he was feeling to see if she was injured. She didn't feel anyth– "OW!"

"You've got a pretty good bump, there. You see? Stepped away from me and got yourself hurt." He was holding onto her arm protectively when Walter came over. He obviously hadn't seen the accident; he gave Integra her bag, which Alucard reached out and took for her, and then scanned the exits.

Walter pointed to one pair of doors and said, "There's passenger pick-up. I think I see taxis out there too. Let's go that way."

Walter led them that way and Alucard chuckled as he walked along side Integra, holding the crook of her arm despite her mentally projected protests.

As they neared the pair of sliding doors, the cold Irish air could be felt rushing past them and Integra was able to convince Alucard to let go of her long enough so that she could pull her coat on. Once outside, Walter immediately recognized the man sent to pick him up; they had met under similar circumstances just a year ago. Introduction were made quickly as Walter and the courier were on a schedule. Walter turned to Integra and shoved a billfold into her hands.

"Here's money for everything you need and things you may want to buy. Just tell the taxi driver the name of the hotel and he'll get you there. You can do whatever you want after you get us checked-in, but, Integra," he looked her straight in the eye. "Alucard must be with you at all times."

"I know, Walter. Don't worry about me," she reassured him.

"I'll try. I'll be back at the hotel tonight. Probably around ten or so. Have a good day, Integra!" He twisted back toward the man and signaled that he was ready to leave. He opened the door of the black limousine he was to ride in and they were promptly gone.

"Well," she chirped. "Let's get us a taxi."

"Got one," came the smoky reply. Integra turned to find Alucard standing next to the open back door of a taxi, the driver still inside with a dazed look to his slack face. "And the driver told me we could have this ride for free!" he said with false enthusiasm.

Integra looked from the stupefied driver to the cocky grin of the vampire and gritted her teeth in a growl. "Alucard. You have got to stop doing that." She shuddered slightly as Alucard helped her down into the taxi and scooted as close to the window on the other side as she could while Alucard put her bag in the trunk and climbed in next to her.

He looked over his uncertain master furtively before snapping his fingers to the driver, who gently put the car in drive and pulled out of the pick-up lane of the airport.