Lo and behold, the end has arrived. Time to wrap this story up. Thanks to everybody who read it, reviewed it, and enjoyed it. I'm glad to have given you good entertainment. Thank you, again. Now lets get this over with.

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"It's stuck," Walter pointed out to Fenrir after wrestling with the bayonet several times. Integra was still out cold, and everybody else was most likely still asleep. Pip had most likely run into a wall or something, because he was no longer ranting about monsters.

"You're joking, right?" Fenrir sighed. "This has not been my day."

"I'm sorry. Perhaps you should ask Master Alucard?" Walter suggested.

"I don't feel like losing my pride to that thing," Fenrir scowled.

"I sense some conflict between you two," Walter mused.

"He almost got me fired," Fenrir gestured at Integra.

"Oh right... I'm still not sleeping peacefully, because of you," Walter gave a slight glare.

"Heh... sorry," Fenrir chuckled.

"Well, I'm afraid that Alucard is the only one strong enough to remove it. So I'm afraid he is your only choice," Walter pointed down. "You'll find him in the basement. Be careful... he hates to be disturbed while sleeping."

"Great," Fenrir smirked. "Lets hope he doesn't try to kill me."

"Why would he do that?" Walter raised an eyebrow.

"Werewolves and vampirs don't get along. The only reason he didn't attack me as of yet is that vampires cannot sense werewolves. But he knew I wasn't completely human..." Fenrir shrugged. "Is she gonna be okay?" he pointed at Integra.

"I'm sure. Leave her to me," Walter gestured for him to leave.

"See ya, Walter," Fenrir said goodbye and walked out. Once he was gone, Walter let out a sigh.

"I'm getting to old for these things," he muttered. He walked over to Integra and knelt down beside her and snapped his fingers. "Wake up, Sir."

"Whossat?" Integra looked up to face him. "Oh, Walter, it's you. I just had the strangest dream..." she started to explain.

"Indeed?" Walter helped her to her feet. "What about?"

"You'll never believe it..." she shook her head.

"Try me," he smiled.

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Alucard was peacefully asleep in his coffin, arms crossed and his body at rest. He was dreaming about a rematch with Anderson, and he was winning. But sadly, that dream would have to wait, because a knocking at his door awoke him from his slumber. "You've got to be joking..." he hissed. "Who would dare to wake me after a mission?" Alucard threw open his coffin and rolled out, landing on his feet. He strode across the room and threw the door open. "Yes?" Instantly he froze. Standing in front of him was a person whom he had belived to be dead.

"Hey buddy," Fenrir waved.

"Did I miss something?" Alucard glanced down at the bayonet. The whole situation seemed to have caught the vampire off guard. He was talking to a dead man drenched in blood, with yellow eyes, fangs, and a bayonet stuck in him.

"Yeah. I'm... uh... a werewolf," Fenrir smiled and shrugged. Instantly, the door slammed in his face. "FINE, JERK!" he yelled at the nosforatu on the other side. The door opened again, and Alucard was now not wearing his coat.

"I didn't want to stain my coat," Alucard replied with an obvious sense of dislike.

"Oh... right... heh..." Fenrir smirked. "Sorry about the jerk comment. I-"

"Shut up," Alucard interupted him.

"Okay," Fenrir obeyed.

"Now lets see if I can get this out..." Alucard gripped the handle and pulled. The weapon didn't budge. "Hm..." He pulled again. When that didn't work, he pulled again with both hands. The next few moments where full of chaos and a lot of screaming. Finally, things calmed down enough for them to assess the situation.

"Wow... thanks," Fenrir covered his injury with his hand as it rapidly healed.

"Don't mention it," Alucard replied sarcastily, looking down at the bayonet that had gone through his chest and pinned him to a wall.

"Oh... I can honestly say that it sucks to be you right now..." Finrir chuckled.

"Shut up," Alucard hissed. He yanked out the blade and hurled it at Fenrir, who didn't duck in time.

"Great. Back to square one..." he groaned, gesturing at the bayonet embedded once again in his chest.

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Seras awoke during the day from her slumber. She headed upstairs to see if she was needed for anything, and she eventually found herself in the mansion's lounge hall. She nearly passed out when she walked into the room. Pip was sitting on the couch watching an old black and white movie about vampires, and he looked more traumatized than entertained. On the other side of the room, Alucard was playing chess with Fenrir, who was now without the bayonet and covered in bandages. "Did I miss something?" Seras scratched the side of her head.

"You missed the first half of the "Bloodsucker Marathon," Fenrir pointed at the tv.

"I meant something more along the lines of how are you alive?" she replied.

"Oh, right. I'm a werewolf, and my name is Fenrir," he smiled. Seras just stared in confoundment.

"Checkmate," Alucard suddenly spoke up.

"Hey, what now?" Fenrir turned back to his opponent. "That's not cool."

"What happened to you?" Seras asked, clearly lost and confused.

"Um... Father Anderson decided to get stabby. I spent a long time hanging on a wall, and finally I got free and healed my injuries," Fenrir answered her.

"Most of them," Alucard added.

"Yes, there was a situation with a bayonet that is actually quite funny in retrospect," Fenrir smiled.

"Why didn't you come help me?" Seras questioned her comrade.

"I said I was hanging on a wall. What could I do to help? Oh, and then SOMEBODY decided to burn down the whole town," Fenrir turned to face Alucard, who smirked.

"What did Sir Hellsing say about all this?" Seras asked, still slightely confused.

"Oh she freaked out and fainted. She had a bad day yesterday, otherwise she would have reacted better," Fenrir explained. Seras blinked several times, dumbfounded. Finally she walked over to the couch. She sat down next to Pip, who clearly grew very nervous, and began to watch the movie.

"I must be going insane..." Seras sighed.

"Oh don't worry, it's not that that bad of an experience," Pip laughed sarcasticly.

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