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Walter stood captivated as he watched the young vampire. He had no idea how long he stood there; time was irrelevant. The headphones she wore made her oblivious to her surroundings, oblivious to everything but the music; her eyes were closed in melodic rapture. Dancing had long been a passion of hers and it served as an excellent relief from the stresses that came from being a member of the Hellsing organization. Now, with her hips sensuously swaying and her arms above her head, Seras was nothing short of breathtaking. Walter realized he had never been quite so...aware of a woman's beauty before. Unbeknownst to the Hellsing butler, a pair of devious red eyes were also observing the Police Girl. A sardonic grin played across Alucard's face as he materialized and took in Walter's expression. In his mind he spoke to his protégé:

Turn around, Police Girl.

Seras Victoria whirled around and saw both Walter and her master standing in the doorway. Her cheeks flushed as the realization that they had been watching her dance set in. Alucard began to laugh maniacally at her embarrassment then disappeared into the shadows. Walter had managed to compose his expression rather quickly, but not quick enough to completely hide it from Seras.

"Walter...how long were you standing there?" she asked.

"Oh, not long," he answered, mentally cursing Alucard. "A second or so, no time at all really." He hated lying to her, but the truth was too dangerous. "If I may ask though, what were you dancing to?"

"I'm not quite sure," said Seras. "The song's called 'Overcome,' but I can't remember who it's by. Mischief, or Trouble, or something."

"Tricky?"

Seras snapped her fingers in recognition. "Yeah! That's it! I don't know if you're actually supposed to dance to this stuff, but oh well," she said, shrugging her shoulders.

"What you're supposed to do while listening to a song is whatever you please." Walter paused. "Besides, you're lovely when you dance," he added quietly. "Uh…well Miss Victoria, here's your dinner. My apologies for not handing it to you prior. I bid you farewell," he said as he walked out, leaving a slightly bemused, somewhat embarrassed, and rather delighted Police Girl.

On the stairs, Walter berated himself. "'You're lovely when you dance'? Bloody hell…I'm too old for this."

Oh really, asked a very familiar, very amused voice in his head.

The butler sighed. "And what do you suggest, Alucard?"

I suggest nothing.

Walter sighed again. "Well then, if you'll excuse me I have work to do."

I didn't say I wouldn't help you.

"Forgive me if I'm a bit wary of accepting your help."

Tsk, tsk. So quick to judge, old friend. Even so, I'll offer you this word of advice: The Police Girl is very fond of roses.

"And you know this how?"

I know this because they are so often involved in her silly romantic fantasies.

"I'm sure Sir Integra would be thrilled to know that you spend your time rifling through Miss Seras's romantic imaginings," said Walter.

Alucard chuckled. So she would. And with that, the vampire broke off the communication.

Sir Integra Wingates Hellsing was taking a break from her paperwork, enjoying a warm cup of Earl Grey tea and a cigar. Her work day was almost at an end, it had gone by without incident and she felt quite satisfied with what she had accomplished. As she gazed off into a corner the shadows changed almost imperceptibly, growing darker and inching closer to her desk. Alucard materialized without a sound, bowing slightly.

"Good evening, my Master," said Alucard, in a tone too cheerful for Integra's liking. When Alucard was happy about something, chaos was quite often inevitable.

"Good evening, Alucard. You seem so jovial tonight…care to share why?" she asked cautiously.

The vampire smiled. "Oh, no reason really."

Integra glared at him. "That is a lie. You know something I do not; otherwise you wouldn't be in here taunting me about it,"

Alucard's smile grew. "You would prefer I taunted you about something else?"

"I'm losing patience, Alucard. Either tell me what it is you know or get out of my sight. I am in no mood to bandy words with you," snapped Integra.

"Very well, Master. I have recently discovered a certain romantic attachment involving our beloved Walter."

Integra smiled in spite of herself. "Go on."

"It seems he has developed a keen interest in none other than the Police Girl."

The Hellsing leader began to laugh, an exquisite sound seldom heard. She shook her head slowly. "Good for him. It's been a long time since he has had any sort of romantic liaison, not in my lifetime anyway. Just how long has it been?"

You have a beautiful laugh, Integra.

She was so taken aback by the compliment that she forgot to berate him for the mental communication. "Th…thank you," she responded, trying not to blush even as she felt the heat creeping up from her suit collar to bloom on her pale cheeks. "Do you recall the last time Walter had a girlfriend?"

"I remember he had a fiancée once, many years ago. Would you like me to find out more?"

"Yes, please do." Integra laughed again. "This is your new mission, Alucard. You are to help me arrange a match between Walter and the Police Girl. Any information or new developments are to be reported to me immediately. Do you understand?"

Alucard bowed again, red eyes never leaving Integra's. "I understand perfectly," he said, vanishing into the shadows.