I am so sorry that this was so late. I couldn't update this forever because i kept getting an error whenever I tried B( But it's working again, the stupid son of a bitch.

All right so... in my latest reviews, someone asked me to do a crossover between Hellsing and Twilight. Please excuse me for going into a bitch mode for a split second while I reiterate: I do not like Twilight. At all. I am not doing this because I'm a fan, I'm doing this because someone dared me to write better than Twilight since I was bad mouthing it. Hellsing I do like. In fact, I love it. It's one of my favorite animes/mangas. Even if I dealt with the characters from my rewrite in a cross over, the two are in completely different worlds. I did one cross over for comedy, but that's it. Alucard is too awesome to be exposed to sparkling fairies.

Four: To the Rescue

"Are you sure I missed it? I mean... there's got to be somethi-"

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid you missed the deadline for all of our grants for the fall semester. I can give you a website if you'd like. Though I don't know if you missed it for that, too."

Bella sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose. "Yes, please. Thank you." Taking a pencil, she scribbled down the address and thanked the woman on the phone again. Hanging up, she typed it into the url before realizing that she had visited this site at least six times already. The last thing she wanted to be reminded of was that scholarship money wasn't available until winter that next year a seventh time. With a heavy sigh, Bella slumped in her chair and stared at the crumpled papers and scribbled chicken-scratch notes all around her. She had spent the free time of the past week looking up anything that could help pay for college. So far, she was able to get $1500 in grants, and qualified for $5000 in loans with interest rates of 10% after the first year. Combining those two factors with the money her parents could fiscally afford and her current salary, Bella still wasn't even scratching the surface of what she needed to pay just one term off at school. After almost five straight days of this, Bella was starting to think that it was futile.

Her fingers went through her frizzy hair, closing her baggy eyes. Now that Edward had left, Bella was free to wallow in worry like a pig in mud. What if she didn't have enough? What if she had to get a bank loan with some insane interest rate? What if she got herself into a mountain of debt and ended up homeless because she couldn't pay it off, and jobless because no one was heiring photographers, and forced to eat out of trashcans and talk to cats because of some mental illness she contrived while being on the streets? Shaking her head, Bella got up and went to the kitchen, getting herself a glass of water. Why did all of this have to be so damned difficult? Maybe if she went to the board of directors at the school, crawling on her hands and knees, they'd go easy on her and just let her clean or something for her tuition? Head throbbing, she rubbed it with her sharp fingers, sighing at the brim of the cup. Of course, the last time she even talked to them, it was very clear that most of the scholarships went to people who studied more active arts, like film and screen writing and theater. Photo students were generally an after thought. She put the palm of her hand to one of her eyes, sighing through her lips like a horse.

Tap tap tap.

Blinking, Bella looked up. It was starting to rain outside, so she shouldn't have been too surprised to see Edward so early. Walking over, she unlatched the window, invited him in, and then grabbed him a towel. The vampire dried off his hair with it before shaking it out like a dog. "Hey there, sweetness."

"Hi." Not even Edward seemed to be able to lift her spirits. Turning, she went back to her computer and typed in yet another google search for "photography scholarships." Her heart only sunk more when she saw all the purple links stare back at her. Edward's chilled arms came around her neck.

"Working hard?"

"Mm. I feel like I'm banging my head against the wall..." She leaned back into him, closing her eyes and feeling that damp jacket against her hair. "Why don't you go toss your clothes in the bath tub?"

Edward chuckled. "It's not like I'm going to catch a cold."

"Oh... Yeah, huh?" Her brain was slow, apparently. "Sorry. I guess I can't think straight tonight." She leaned forward to type in another search, but her chair was suddenly turned towards her vampire boyfriend. He put their noses together, his gold eyes bright as he smiled kindly.

"Admit it."

She stared, blankly, at the boy in front of her. "Admit what...?"

"You just want to see me naked."

There was a pause. After a moment or two, Bella actually started to laugh. Finally able to tare herself from her computer screen, she hugged him around the neck. "You're such a tard, Edward..." she said lovingly. He pulled her from that chair and shut her laptop closed. Bella made a noise of protest, but Edward wouldn't hear of it.

"The weekends are our time together," he reminded her. "You can bang your head against the wall tomorrow." Setting her on the couch, he took off his jacket. "Besides... I have a present for you."

"Present?" She watched him as he slid something out of the inside pocket of his jacket. It was a plastic bag wrapped over something flat and long and wide.

"Now, don't you dare say you won't take it." Sitting beside her, he tossed off his boots and handed it to her. It was light in her hands. A comic book? Bella gave Edward a funny look, but he motioned for her to open it. So, confused, she pulled the plastic bag off and pulled out a comic book, just as she predicted. When she realized what it was, however, her breath hitched in her throat, her eyes widened, and her heart quite literally stopped for only a moment.

What Bella held in her hands was no ordinary comic book. Still kept in mint condition within a plastic sleeve, Bella stared at the old, crumbling pages of an Action One. A genuine 1930's copy of the very first Superman comic ever printed. And though Bella didn't make a habit of reading comic books, she wasn't such a ditz that she didn't know what one of these was worth. The last time she heard, it was well over six hundred thousand dollars. Slowly, she turned her astonished face to Edward. He explained before she asked.

"I got this for Anna as a birthday present. It was a little lame at the time, but she enjoyed it. Now, well... I figure it would do you some good. I sure don't want it. I don't even like comic books."

Bella gaped like a fish out of water, her eyes going between Edward and the half a million dollar collectable she held in her hands. This... this was amazing. Not only could she pay all four years tuition and supplies with this comic book, but she would have money left over for her own place after graduating. Perhaps even a new car, new clothes... A whole new life! Her heart throbbed as she realized just how valuable this comic was. Not just because of its financial value, no. The fact that Edward was giving this to her was, in a way, a blessing for her freedom. Not to say that she was a prisoner, no. But this much money would help her live the life she wanted without struggling, which meant that she was free to live her dreams without the fears she was previously experiencing. She wouldn't have to work dead end jobs to make ends meet, at least not for a little while. And even then, if she used it wisely, she could invest and keep herself comfortable for a long time. She could be a photographer full time, no matter what the pay was! The world was limitless now, all because of that little book that she held in her hands.

She started to cry.

It wasn't a sobbing, wailing cry. Bella was silent, letting the tears roll off of her and onto her lap. The weight of the world was lifted from her shoulders. As she cried, she forgot about her previous arguments about needing to fend for herself. True though this was, only an idiot would pass up this opportunity. So she sat, and cried, and silently thanked Edward for his gift.

Gently, Edward slipped the comic out of her hands and laid it on the table in front of them. Then, he embraced Bella fully, bringing her as close as he could to his chest. Bella had grown used to the silence of his body, but as she curled up in his arms, she could swore that she faintly heard his heart beat. Her thin arms wrapped around him, gripping the back of his shirt as tightly as she could.

"Thank you," she choked out. "Oh Edward, thank you!" That seemed to break the floodgates, and she cried even harder, causing Edward to laugh.

"Come on, Bella... there's no need to cry..." He wiped her face as she sat up. Bella rubbed her nose roughly.

"B-b-but I'm s-s-so h-h-ha-peeeeeyy!" With another wail, she collapsed into his arms yet again, causing Edward to laugh even more. They stayed like that for a while, Edward holding her until she had calmed down enough to breathe properly. When they pulled back, Bella practically attacked his lips with hers, suddenly swinging from excessively crying to horny as hell. She slid onto his lap, gripping his hair and kissing him ferociously. "Oh God... Oh God I love you, Edward." Her eyes were still a bit puffy, but she ignored them, kissing him again and again. She was so in the mood at this point. She would pretty much do anything and everything for him. It didn't even matter to her. She even leaned down to bite as his neck.

"You want me?" she huffed seductively. "You can have me tonight... any way you want." She could already feel Edward's skin switching from cool to boiling. She felt his fangs brush up against her cheek.

"Right here," he growled. "Right in the livingroom."

Lord did that sound hot. Bella turned to look behind her before grabbing the comic and safely putting it on the kitchen counter. Just in case. Coming back, she perched on Edward's lap, removing her top. They instantly began foreplay, Bella huffing like an animal in heat. Just when they were about to get down and dirty, Bella heard a crash of thunder outside, causing the lights to suddenly switch off. Bella and Edward paused, looking around the dark room. A power outage because of the rain, probably.

"Huh," said Edward. "You want me to check the lights?" Bella looked down at him before grinning. Grabbing his shoulders, she practically thrust him down onto the couch by his shoulders.

"Fuck the lights."

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~T.