Part III: Geography with Juliet & Interrogation Over Coffee

"So, how do you think her introduction went?" Juliet asked impishly in her lilting Dublin accent as she set down a cup of tea on the bedside table for Integra before resuming her earlier position at Integra's side.

Integra pursed her lips before responding, "Like a classic Seras introduction, someone probably got shot." Juliet grinned at Integra as she settled down with her own cuppa. "Although, I'm sure she'll work things out, after all, Black Badge isn't advanced enough to handle the budding threats in the Ghost River Triangle if their recent exploits are anything to judge by, even after our intervention. Their past business with tactical nuclear weapons deployment on a town is inexcusable. It was to kill the story, not the threat." Integra was now indignant. Juliet simply looked at the woman, sharing her sentiments.

Juliet had actually come into the employ of Hellsing around the time Seras' investigation of the supernatural in that poor town had concluded; the supernatural threat searched out and destroyed. It was just after she'd radioed success that a Castle Bravo was dropped on the town. It was several days before Seras contacted them, devastated. She had healed within minutes of the blast, of course; but she was in an elementary school giving a presentation to children when they all died before her eyes; a favour to the woman who was letting Seras stay at her place.

Seras was inconsolably violent upon her recovery; Juliet was actually part of Seras' execution team. They took Black Badge HQ after the blast, which was basically a house cleaning of Black Badge, installing people who would do what Hellsing told them to, and were absolutely dedicated to the preservation of life. All others, who Seras determined had foreknowledge of the nuclear deployment via some mind magic, were executed, it was a dark chapter for all who bore witness to the short blonde's blood rage; and it served as a reminder for all the other supernatural suppression organizations out there, do not pull a Black Badge, or Hellsing would end you.

Juliet had to admit that Integra's choice of Black Badge's leader, Lt. Johannes, was not a pleasant woman, but her position on protecting the innocent was unimpeachable. There would be no more nuclear weapons used in service of snuffing out lives on Hellsing's watch, or at all; they had Seras for that sort of situation. "Think Seras will be ok back stateside?" Juliet wondered aloud as Integra put her glasses back on.

"She landed in Canada actually, though Purgatory is basically a border town, there's not much between there and the border," Integra muttered. Juliet just rolled her eyes.

"But Black Badge HQ is not in Canada. And it's a trip to the same continent," Juliet muttered back stubbornly, "and it's all in the Wild West, so who gives a shite?"

Integra shifted over, and fixed Juliet with a semi-serious stare, "Don't play dumb around me, Miss I'm from America." Juliet rolled her eyes again in a huff, geography was always something her big brother chastised her about as well, it wasn't her fault she was terrible at it. As long as she was lethal as fuck, and superb at protecting people, what was there to complain about?

"Ok fine. She's in Canada. And you know I'm basically Irish anyway," Juliet shook her head, enunciating her Irish accent, "You've been avoiding the question though, what about Seras?" Juliet said, trying to save face from her geography miscalculation.

Integra stared at the moonlit ceiling for a little while before answering, "She'll be fine. That's not to say it won't be difficult being back for her I think. But she'll conquer her unease with a visit to the graves of those children and her friend that she made. At least that's what she told me she'd do if she begins to lose her focus." Integra blew out air as if she was exhaling smoke from a cigar; she missed those, but Juliet detested them, so she stopped. "She'll be fine, and from what we know of Dolls and the Earp family, they'll all get along swimmingly; once some bullets are exchanged, probably." At this point, Integra huffed and rolled over to face Juliet, who had already assumed the same position. Her look conveyed everything, why are we discussing Seras Victoria and missions in our bed?

Juliet's answer to that look was a simple laugh, but she followed it up with peck on Integra's nose, which caused the heir to wrinkle it in a way Juliet was just enamoured with.

"So, you drink girls?" Wynonna started, eyebrows raised, as she lay down a cup of coffee in front of the vampire in questioning; to which Seras showed off her teeth in what was becoming a trademark grin. Nicole and Waverly on the other hand both spewed their coffee at this line of questioning. Seras and Wynonna were thankfully in the interrogation room, so neither played witness to the younger women's mishaps. Nicole was no idiot; Seras was clearly playing along with Wynonna's need to feel in control, since the power right now all rested with Seras. Waverly on the other hand was doing remarkably better since her head had stopped hurting and a concussion was a negatory.

It took Wynonna a painful second before realising what she actually said was, well, a little forward, when it hit her, she flushed slightly while maintaining her trademark Earp family glare.

"I do." Seras replied, giggling now as her grin could only hold back so much mirth, Wynonna's blush was the tipping point. "Got any more pointy questions there, agent?" Seras continued.

Wynonna didn't even hesitate, "I meant, you're a vampire?"

"Of course you did." Seras snarked. But she relented before she drove Wynonna irretrievably far up the creek. "Yes I am. I'm a monster who kills the other monsters… like your Yankee revenants. And as you've discovered, I drink girls too." Seras was impressed with how Wynonna was handling this revelation, though she then realised that her stunt with the revolver earlier may have numbed the girls to any future surprises. The vampire took a moment to take a couple tentative sips of her coffee, which was still steaming profusely. At Wynonna's cocked eyebrow she said, "Look, I'm functionally immortal, but nobody fancies a scalded tongue." Wynonna tilted her head, conceding the point.

The second mention of drinking girls still actually makes the three humans blush, though it didn't provoke as raw a reaction as the first time. "Wynonna!" a man's voice called. Seras closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Your handler?" Seras said.

"Wynonna just kicked the table, propelling her chair back a ways and rose out of it, slamming the door on her way out of the room.

"Dolls!" Waverly chirps as the tall, dark, and brooding Black Badge officer enters the room in a huff. His disposition softens a bit when he takes in the bubbly Waverly. Nicole Haught awkwardly waves at him from her place at the couch; Waverly is basically in her lap. They'd clearly tried to make things look platonic when Dolls announced his presence, but as usual, Nicole Haught failed miserably at disguising her taste for Waverly.

"Waverly, you're hurt." Dolls says as he gestures towards his eye, mirroring the injury that now marked the girl's beaming face.

"Yeah, about that–," she started as Wynonna made her presence known.

"Dolls, there's a vampire in there, and she says she's our boss."

He looked back at the message on his phone, the reason he came bursting into the precinct in such a huff:

LT Johannes: Hellsing's your direct handler now. They sent some bitch called Seras to do some heavy consulting/run your unit, from England. Don't piss her off.

Dolls looked back at the little miss crimson eyes drinking coffee with all the poise of a middle school kid drinking chocolate milk; she looked to be of an age with the kid next door, Waverly. Her eyes moved up to conned with his, even though there should be no way he was visible from her side of the glass. She set the cup down and waved with a goofy smile on her face. All of a sudden, it clicked, God Fucking Dammit. It was Her.


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