People on the ground scrambled and screamed as the helicopters whirled over head. Most took up arms, some cowered, and some were looking for a way to desert the battlefield. The trio of terror peeked out of their helicopter and eyed the terrain while trying to decide where to drop themselves. Pointing to one building, Elizabeth launched an idea.

"That building should be the one where the radio is located." she said, raising her voice over the loud sound of the vehicle. "We should hurry there before they can relay a message, if they haven't already. I'll drop there."

"What about us?" Ciel called back.

"You go look for Alois." The Hellsing instructed. "August, it'll probably be ideal if you can fan out to one of the other buildings and take out as many as you can. Can you handle that on your own?"

"Depends on what's inside." the lesser demon replied. "I can't handle werewolves."

"Then come with me." Elizabeth said before putting her foot forward. "Let's go!"

With that, Elizabeth jumped from the copter, shortly followed by August. While the lesser demon wore standard military gear such as a bullet-proof vest and helmet, Elizabeth changed in mid-air to her angelic form. Both landed on the roof of the building and drew their weapons before slashing and shooting their way inside.

Meanwhile, Ciel hesitated, as he had to figure out which building housed the menace. His sixth sense wasn't as pronounced as the blonde's and the movement of the helicopter did not help him. He was nervous about getting it wrong, but knew that he could fight his way through if he did. Thus, he jumped out of the helicopter at random, landing on a building that coincidentally wasn't Alois'. It was only upon touching ground that he realised that it was just the building next to his.

Internally, he kicked himself for making such a silly mistake and rolled his eye, but his moment of pause was cut short. Looking over his shoulder, Ciel could see that he was surrounded by members of the order who had taken up arms. A long sigh escaped the bluenette at the sight and he hunched his shoulders.

"I just want to see my damn husband..." he muttered under his breath before facing the mob. With that, he leaped into the fray, dodging bullets from all sides. Meanwhile, he had not gone unnoticed, as the menace saw him descend and hit the roof. While Alois couldn't see around the wall on the other roof, he could see people flying and hear gunfire going off.

"Heeey, baby..." Alois said to himself as he tried to get a glimpse of the battle through the vents in his own wall. His attention was soon captured, however, by the door behind him opening suddenly.

It swung open almost violently as people quickly filed in. Alois was not afraid, however, as this was part of the plan. These people wore patches stitched to their clothing that had the flag of the Prudentia, marking them as turncoats. They carried weapons and bags of supplies. Quickly, they filed in and held the door, making sure no one could follow. Turning around, Alois faced them.

"If anybody gets through that door, you gotta shoot them, alright?" the menace said. "Don't wimp out. And use their bodies to hold the door."

"Is that Araneus?" asked one, looking to the ground.

"Oh my god, it is!"

"How did the Lion get out?"

"I broke out." Alois said, answering their questions at once. "Araneus and I go way back. He's a monster that needed to die. That's why I killed him. Now hurry up and take your positions!"

"Yes, sir!"

Immediately, the group dispersed and took on their pre-discussed positions. Several guarded the door while others held it shut, and then the rest took up offensive positions. Admittedly, Alois found it odd how a group that was his enemy for such a long time would suddenly treat him as their commanding officer. Regardless, the man had work to do.

"Take out as many members of the order as you can, if you want to go home." he instructed. "Watch out for H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. agents. You'll know them when you see them."

Before taking her position, Bonnie distributed ammunition and walked over to the menace, holding two rifles. Holding out one to the man's reach, she asked: "Can you still shoot?"

"You know I can." Alois said, taking the weapon. With that, he turned around and slipped the barrel through one of the vents and took aim.

Much to his surprise, the order was so disorganized and inexperienced that they couldn't figure out where the shots were coming from. Soldier after soldier fell, some of them into the water. Alois even took out members of the order who were trying to flee by boat as they were shot in the head as soon as their feet touched the deck. Alois' injuries did not affect his marksman abilities in the slightest.

The only ones who did notice were the H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. operatives, who were able to figure out where the bullets were coming from. The members of the Prudentia had their backs, much to their delight. Three people were sent to take out an entire base, which was more than just a tad unfair, despite their powers and abilities.

Elizabeth slashed through all that was in her path, taking out one soldier and sometimes two per swing of her blade. Not far behind her was August, who needed a bit more help. The Prudentia crew focused their fire around her, taking out all that she could not see. Meanwhile, the Watchdog had butchered the inhabitants of an entire building. The ones that got away ran outside during the mayhem, only to be struck down by other forces.

At first, the turncoats were afraid and had to suppress their urge to fire at him as well. He was still known as the terrifying Watchdog to them and the sight of him covered in blood with flaming eyes staring directly in their direction was almost enough to make them cower. In reality, he was simply looking at the tower that his spouse was located in and was trying to come up with the best way to cross.

In the end, the bridge was looking favourable, but was covered in swine, so the Phantomhive, determined more so than ever by his proximity to his treasure, drew his sword. Those who stood in his path were visibly taken aback by the sight of it's blackened blade, but they weren't given much time to respond. In an instant, Ciel charged, staying low to avoid being hit. He cut through the barricade one person at a time, cutting some in half while others only at the legs. Ultimately, all of them wound up falling into the water below as his arm swung swiftly and true.

Once he was at the other side, he did not sheath his weapon and instead burst into the building swinging it. The gunfire had become increasingly heavy, making it difficult for him to dodge all of it. Several bullets made it into his flesh, but he remained undeterred. Hearing the sound, the demon above him decided to take action, himself.

"You!" Alois said, pointing to one of the turncoats. "Trade me guns!"

Without question, the overwhelmed traitor did as he was told, giving the menace a less than legally acquired assault rifle in exchange for his hunting one. Despite his own injuries, once this was in the blonde Phantomhive's possession, the man shuffled his way to the door and instructed those guarding it to let him through.

There was protest, but it was ignored. Alois was going to make his way through that door and provide cover no matter what the others said, and at that top of the stairs, he did just that. From his doing, it rained bullets from above, taking out a good portion of his husband's opponents and limiting the amount of bullets the Watchdog himself took.

Ciel didn't have to look at the menace to know that this was because of him. He couldn't, with the amount of chaos that was going on around him. Still, a smile graced his face as he sensed the blonde sitting on the stairs above him, and the menace did the same. Satisfied with his contribution, the blonde retreated back behind the door and instructed his team to allow the bluenette through.

Sure enough, when the last bullet was fired and the last body dropped, Ciel was left all alone inside the building, with nowhere to go but up. Hastily, he nearly flew up the steps to the roof, where he burst through the door and caused the ones holding it shut to go flying. Immediately, his eye fell on the menace and drowned out all else. The sight of Alois smiling back at him was enough to make the demon's hear melt, despite the circumstances. The man who had just cut through a little over fifty people to get here was now lunging at his husband with a genuine grin. No longer was he a warmonger at this moment. Right now he was nothing more than Alois' spouse.

"Jim!" he called, outstretching both arms as he approached while the blonde met him with a similar greeting.

"Ciel!" the blonde Phantomhive answered before grunting as a pair of strong arms wrapped around him and nearly crushed him. "Ow! Ow! Ow! Watch the injuries." he gently reminded, prompting his love to hold him more softly.

His touch was gentle and intimate, despite only being a hug. Ciel was trying to physically convey how he felt when words failed him. He was so relieved to see his spouse, that he almost couldn't contain himself. For days, he had agonised over his husband's well-being and had been deprived of his very presence, but now, he was finally able to hold Alois again. That alone was cause for excitement.

"Sorry." Ciel apologised although he still smiled. It soon faded somewhat as he examined the menace and noticed the extent of his wounds.

Blood got onto the front of Ciel's coat as he embraced the man and the holes that ran through the blonde were clearly visible to him, now. They looked as though they were just now starting to heal and where healing slowly, at that. In his excitement to see Alois, the Watchdog had failed to notice just how pale he was. The amount of blood that Alois had lost and was forced to regenerate was colossal. Had he been human, the quantity was enough to be the death of him fifty times over.

"What happened?!" he demanded. "Are you alright?! Who did this?!"

"Relax, I'm going to be fine..." Alois tried to reassure, although it was very evident on the blutnette's face that he was less than convinced. "I'm hurt pretty bad, but it's nothing I can't heal from. I just need time to regenerate, is all."

"I'm getting you out of here right now." his husband replied, causing him to chuckle a bit. Ciel didn't see any humour in the situation and spoke with severe gravity.

"Well, hello to you, too..." playfully said the menace, causing the bluenette to freeze. Immediately, Ciel realised that he had missed several steps in his worrying. A smile returned to his face as he kissed his husband's.

"God, I missed you..." Ciel lovingly sighed, pausing between kisses. His grip on the blonde was firm but gentle as to not irritate the other man's wounds. He pulled away, however, once coming across and important discovery.

"Christ, you're freezing!" the blue Phantomhive declared, ceasing his ministrations and letting go of Alois momentarily. He then proceeded to unbutton his coat and remove it before affectionately wrapping it around his beloved's shoulders.

"Oh..." Alois said, closing his eyes as he was unable to keep them open. "I didn't know how much I needed that..."

The blonde Phantomhive basked in his husband's warmth as it lingered in his coat and graced the blonde's skin. Freezing had become his new normal, but as he grew increasingly comfortable wearing Ciel's coat as the man went right back to hugging him, Alois was in ecstasy. Ciel's warmth radiated off of him and seeped into the blonde's frozen flesh and bones, causing him to sigh. At last, he felt safe for the first time in days, and was rather content on staying in this exact spot for a while. He loved this man. He loved him so much. Part of Alois couldn't help but feel like he had been rescued by a prince and was about to be whisked away to a happily ever after once this was over. In away, this was correct, as he would be able to go home to his family at last. Alas, this fleeting moment was not to last, as just as Alois had just nuzzled into his husband's shoulder and gotten comfortable, the duo were rudely interrupted.

"Uhm… Sir? We're still fighting..." reminded one of the turncoats, alerting both demons of the gunfire around them.

With a long, drawn out whine, Alois replied: "Yes… well… We should get back to work, then..."

"You'll have to let go of me." informed the blunette, but his husband shook his head what little he could.

"No can do, sweetheart." answered the Lion. "It's hard to hold myself up and I'm not sure if I can if I let go."

"Lay down, you idiot!"

"Help me! I'll fall! I have two gaping holes in my torso!"

"How have you been standing, then?!"

"Lots of adrenaline and sheer rage. Or in this case, happiness from seeing you!"

"I'm laying you down!"

"I love you, you jackass!"

"I love you more!"

Despite their petty, playful bickering, the bluenette set his husband down on the ground and laid him on top of his long coat. He tried to wrap the man in it, but there wasn't enough fabric. Therefore, the blue Phantomhive sacrificed his jacket as well. Blinking, Alois couldn't help but insist to himself that there was no need for his spouse to do that. He wasn't going to die and he had already been given the man's coat. What good was it?

"Aren't you going to freeze your ass off?" questioned the menace, prompting the other to shake his head.

"I've been jumping around and all kinds of nonsense." Ciel answered. In reality, he simply wished for the other demon to be as comfortable as possible despite the circumstances. He figured that Alois had gone through enough over the past few days and deserved it. "I'm about to go back, too."

"Then I'll see you at home?" Alois asked further and the Watchdog paused.

"Probably at the clinic, actually."

"True… Will you at least kiss me before you go?"

With a roll of his eye, Ciel leaned down and pressed his lips tenderly against his husband's. He took more time than he really needed to, but he desperately needed it. After pulling away, Ciel planted a kiss on the man's cheek as well.

"I'm not going yet, though. We need to get rid of that pavilion so the helicopter can land." he said. "Who here has the most muscle?"

"I dunno. You'll have to ask around." Alois stated, and that the bluenette did.

Placing his hands on his hips, the Watchdog looked around and took on a business-like tone. "Listen up!" he said. "I need anybody who's got some supernatural strength to help me get rid of that pavillion. The helicopter needs a place to land. That is, unless you wish to go outside and walk to a different building."

That's all it took to round up his volunteers. While Ciel was not particularly good at building things, he could certainly smash them to pieces. Very quickly, he took out the legs of the pavilion before the others aided him in tossing the roof over the wall. As strange as it was in timing, Alois very much enjoyed the display. He wasn't too disappointed himself, however, as he reasoned that since he hadn't seen the man in a long while, it was permissible to ogle him under these circumstances.

Then came the removal of the restraint system after the structure overhead was nudged into the sea. Ciel's brow furrowed and his nose wrinkled in disgust at the sight. Almost immediately, he could see how the device was used and grew angry at the sight of his husband's blood coating both it and a large portion of the floor around it. A puddle still remained that the bluenette had to step in as he approached. Leaning down, Ciel's teeth grit and his muscles flexed as he gripped the device, straining a little harder against it than he did the pavilion. While the other structure was large, this one was bolted into the rooftop thoroughly. With a grunt and some effort, he managed to rip the restraint system off of the metal rooftop and lob it up over the wall and into the ocean below. Satisfied with this, the Watchdog returned to his husband's side and crouched down.

"There's another headset for you in one of those pockets." he said, pointing to his jacket. "Use it to call the helicopter when you're ready."

"Aye aye, captain." Alois said with a smile as he looked up at his beau. Absent-mindedly, his hand reached for the other man's and gripped it gently. As soon as he did, Ciel gave it a squeeze before pressing the back of his husband's hand to his lips.

"I'll see you soon. I mean it, this time."

"I know. Love you." answered the menace as the other stood. Both of them held on to the other's hand until they were pulled apart by their opposing missions.

"I love you too, darling." Grinned Ciel, playfully blowing his beloved a kiss before taking off. With a running start, he leaped over the wall and into the air. He seemed to fly for a moment before he began to descend and was out of the rebel's sights. Alois grinned after him before realising that the sound of his crew's guns had stopped.

"What?" he asked as he was stared at.

"That..." began one of his allies. "That was the Watchdog?"

"Yes." nodded Alois with complete certainty. He could understand why the others would be confused, but he was quick to alleviate this. "He's my husband. We got married in July. He's a good guy. Now that that explanation is out of the way, I don't hear any gunshots coming from you lot. Are there still enemies outside?"

"Well… Yes, but..."

"But what?"

"It looks like those three have it handled..."

"Keep firing! No slacking off!" ordered the menace from his place laying on the ground bundled in his husband's clothes. "Watch out for ships trying to leave, too. Fire at them with everything you have!"

Immediately, his temporary crew turned around and did as instructed. The loud gunshots filled the air as the menace tried not to fall asleep. He preoccupied himself with finding the headset that he was promised by the bluenette. He rummaged through all of the pockets and then rummaged through them again as he missed the device the first time. With a sigh, he placed the item on his head and spoke while still relaxing.

"This is the Lion, agent Jim Phantomhive speaking," he began, "requesting pickup."


A/N: This chapter seemed longer in the word document...

The REAL cuteness will come later, I promise you.

Also more PAIN.

Always.

Pain.

Until the next chapter, my duckies~!


CHARACTER SHET

Question: "Dear Preston, Now I understand that you're from Asian descent, Indian to be exact. I too belong to the subcontinent (indo-pak) descend. You will need google translate for this my friend. Here goes: Kuttay! Bhen chod! Ullu Kay patthay! I hope your day goes well. I almost forgot, a message from your Asian brethren: you is a skinny motherfucker! One more thing, if you dare even think about escaping here to Asia, my man, we will turn you into a fucking tikka botti, sushi, dimsum and kimchi and we will toss you like a Russian salad and whip you like a turkish yoghurt and cream. Sincerely, Every single pissed off Asian." by asian brother

Preston: "I have no idea what 'Dogs! In the left! Owl cards!' means, but I do know that I am not afraid of you. I will go wherever I please and I will not be stopped. People will follow me in other parts of the world just as they have here. My power will only grow with each new place I visit as more and more supernaturals join me. There is no one in this world who can stop my supernatural army! If H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. and their dogs can't lay a finger on me, what makes you think that you can?"