I know, I know. Not quite up to the same speed as "Shadows" yet, but I do have to get through all of the details before the fun can begin. Enjoy and please review!

Rev

(As before, I don't own Hellsing. Remember that from here on out… )

Ch. 2

It had been almost a month since she learned of her condition. Vivian refused to accept it, even as her belly began to grow. Integra refused to let her out of the mansion, no matter how much she wanted to kill some ghouls. Vivian spent most of her time reading or staring out the window. She wished she could do something more productive and find some way of venting all of her emotion. Vivian still had no idea of how she became pregnant. She couldn't remember anytime it would have been possible.

Integra was genuinely worried for Vivian. While she occasionally had her normal outbursts of anger, she generally seemed unconcerned with anything. She tried to talk to her and cheer her up, but nothing she did succeeded. Integra finally decided that it was best just to leave her alone and to let Vivian come to her if she needed her.

One night, Vivian lay in bed, asleep, dreaming.

He was chasing her and she couldn't run fast enough. Eventually, the wolfman caught her and knocked her to the ground. Then he shoved her head into the pavement and knocked her unconscious. Then she saw him. The doctor. He took her to the Major. The Major ordered him to brainwash her. He quickly rushed her to the room. Then he threatened her. Even in her sleep she felt sickened by the touch of his hand on her thigh and when she felt the brush of his nose on her cheek. The sick grin he gave before she blacked out was engraved on her mind. She felt a sharp pain and woke up instantly.

Vivian sat straight up in her bed. Her stomach was killing her and she was sweating profusely. She caught her breath and then she suddenly realized the truth. Vivian put on slippers and quickly raced to Integra's room. She knocked quietly on the door to see if she was still awake.

"Who is it?" Vivian heard Integra ask quietly. Vivian cracked the door open.

"It's me, Vivian."

Integra sat up, put on her glasses, and then turned on the lamp next to her bed.

"Come on in."

"I'm sorry if I woke you up. I think I know how I became pregnant…" Vivian told her. Integra snapped to attention.

"Really? Who was it?"

"I think it was the doctor from Millennium. Before he brainwashed me, he threatened me. I think he might have taken advantage of me while I was knocked out by the drugs. It's the only possible explanation I can think of." Vivian talked quickly, as if the faster she said it, the less shocking it would be.

"Vivian…You're sure?" Integra asked.

"Y-yes." Integra noticed that Vivian was becoming paler by the second.

"Are you all right? You look like you're going to get sick."

"I'm…fine." Vivian sat quietly for a second. "I guess it just sank in finally. Integra…I killed my child's father." She began to tear up.

"Vivian…"

"I killed him!" Vivian was starting to cry. "You don't understand Integra! I tortured him!" Vivian looked her friend dead in the eye. "He told me that Walter chose his fate; that he wanted to be a vampire. I denied it! I refused to believe it, so I cut his arm off! I wanted to cause him as much pain as I felt right then."

Integra was speechless. She didn't know how to comfort her cousin.

"Integra, I sliced his head off. I was merciless and heartless. I wanted him to suffer beyond believe for what he did to my father, whether he chose it or not."

"Vivian, he deserved it, and you know it. You were right to kill him."

"But he's my child's father!"

"You had no way of knowing that then! You are not in the wrong!" Integra hugged her cousin and held onto her as she sobbed. "I understand why you feel upset, but you had no other choice. You had to kill him. Now calm down, you're going into hysterics."

"I-Integra, how am I going to tell my child? It'll hate me."

"Don't tell your child. Maybe it'll be best just to keep that a secret." Vivian moved away from Integra.

"You know perfectly well that no secrets last forever. Otherwise, I probably wouldn't have tortured the doctor to the extent that I did."

"Vivian, go get some rest. You have a doctor's appointment tomorrow, and you need some rest before hand. Don't worry about the Millennium doctor for a good long while. We'll cross that bridge when the day comes." Vivian hugged her cousin once more and then went to her own bed. She laid down and cried herself to sleep.

The next morning, Integra and Vivian sat in the doctor's office once again. The doctor returned with papers in his hands.

"Well, I have your results."

"How is it doing?" Vivian asked.

"They're doing fine," the doctor replied.

"They?"

"Yes, you're pregnant with twins."

"This just keeps getting better and better…" Vivian muttered under breath.

"In about another two months or so we'll be able to tell if you've got a boy, girl, or both." The doctor handed her a slip of paper with her next appointment on it. Vivian took the paper and sighed. Integra patted her on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, it'll all be alright."

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Time seemed to take forever to pass. Vivian found old books written about Alucard and how he was modified to work for Hellsing. Vivian decided that her new task would be finding out how to bring Alucard back if she couldn't fight the ghouls with Seras. Vivian began studying quantum mechanics, physics, and even tried looking up alchemy for any sort of solutions. She began to write facts and figures into a notebook and kept all of her findings organized.

Meanwhile, Integra was beginning to worry about London's current state. The cleaning process was going very slowly. After talking with some of the captains of the clean up teams, it seemed that it could be decades before all of London would be habitable again. She was glad that they had managed to get the safe havens up soon enough. However, whenever just one ghoul was missed, it meant several days of cleaning up a bigger mess. There were still survivors that were not found and they end up being ghoul food, eventually becoming ghouls themselves. Integra had separated different sections of London and the surrounding towns into sections. The teams went through the sections one by one to clear out any creatures they found. Once all of the freak-removal process was over, the reconstruction would begin, and who knew how long that would take.

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Finally, two months had passed. Vivian and Integra returned to the doctor's office and awaited the news. Integra noticed that her cousin seemed a bit spaced out, so she tried to start some small talk to comfort her.

"So…Vivian…What gender do you want your children to be? I mean, I know it doesn't really matter one way or the other, but if you could choose…?" Integra asked.

Vivian shrugged silently.

"Hmm. Vivian, I know you're going through a rough time and everything, and I know it will be difficult being a single parent with two kids, but think of it this way. They can be raised at Hellsing and I am almost positive I will never have kids, so perhaps one of them can inherit the family title." Vivian looked at Integra and she could barely contain a crazed smile.

"You want a child of Millennium running Hellsing? You really are desperate for an heir…"

"Vivian! I would never think of your children as being of Millennium! They are YOUR children. They're Wa-…Well, they come from a familiar blood line." Integra ended quickly with a worried smile.

"Even better, Integra. They're Walter's grandkids. They'll be born ready to betray us in a heartbeat! Just watch!" Vivian snickered.

"VIVIAN CHRISTINE HELLSING DORNEZ!! Do not talk about your children or your father that way! YOU didn't betray us! What makes you think they will if their own mother didn't?" Integra crossed her arms in a huff and wished she could pull out a cigar and puff away. Vivian rested her head in her hand and sat in silence. Soon the doctor walked in.

"Congratulations, you're pregnant with a boy and a girl. We've estimated the due date," he said as he handed her another slip of paper. "We'll have several other appointments between now and then and the date may change, but hopefully this will give you a good idea." He handed her another paper with the date of her next appointment and then he left the room.

"Come on, Vivian. Let's go home and start planning where we're going to put them and how to decorate their rooms. Perhaps that'll take your mind off of things…" Integra said, helping her cousin to her feet.

"Oh yes! I was thinking swastikas for the boy and perhaps all black for the girl…" Integra glared at her. "I was just kidding, gah."