It's been a while since I've updated mainly due to stress and my life slowly changing. I'm also busy with work and school so I don't have time on my hands. But since the Hellsing OAV's have come out, I'm interested again!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing. I own this story.

Holy Grills: Chapter 4- Psychotic Love

Celes stopped what she was doing to stare in shock as her master attempted to detach Anderson from his neck. It was apparently futile. She quickly returned to her weapon and aimed for Anderson, but not wanting to hurt her master she hesitated and the first blow instead, killed the target!

Alucard's vision suddenly became impaired, all a blur and then black to his dismay. He could hear Celes calling out to him, followed by a gust of wind as her cannon shot, missing the paladin and hitting the wall behind them. His neck didn't really hurt, neither was he in pain, but Alucard's body became useless to him as it was in a coma like state. His feet felt tingly as though there were little nails pricking his feet, and the feeling soon spread out through his entire body. Even his breathing became difficult as some blood went down the wrong pipes.

Integral's head snapped up from her desk to look astonished at the news Celes had given her. "Taken Away?! But, how???"

"Well…" Celes looked down. She watched the floor for no reason but to keep her eyes from the face of an angry and confused woman of Hellsing.

"Do you know who took him?" Integral said, now interested in who it was that was strong enough to defeat Alucard.

"It was that Paladin, but he had some sort of blessed…" Celes discontinued as to what she would say would sound completely abominable.

"Blessed what? A sword…" Integral pried.

"No not that! It was… a grill."

Integral got up from her seat and looked at Celes with an expression that the vampire girl did not recognize. Then slowly Integral sat back down and called for Walter. When Walter arrived, she asked both him and the she-vamp to have a seat. Then slowly she lifted her head back up and asked….

"What's a grill?"

Alucard woke up to the sound of children playing. It was a faded sound as if from a distance away. He moved a bit and the sound of chains woke him up to full extent. His red eyes scanned the room, which apparently looked normal and placid. He was fine just the same, except from the fact that his neck sported a silver collar. Like an animal in a holding house, he was chained to the bedpost.

Footsteps could be heard from outside the master bedroom, but none ever came close to the door. Alucard tried to escape by deforming his body into a puddle of blood but the collar quickly reacted with a luminous shock that left the bitter feeling of nails back at the vampire's feet. Just as he failed, the door swung open. A familiar paladin stood in the doorway, three heads popped out beside him. Two were Alter boys, the other belonged to a man around Anderson's age and height. He looked bewildered.

"So this is the vampire?" The man said making his way into the room. The other boys followed cautiously, both scared and excited.

"Ye, I caught him wit thee teeth"

The man like Anderson, a lower class paladin, felt bemused to see the world's strongest vampire chained to a bed post. He leaned in so that his face was merely inches away from Alucard's then whispered "Kill him".

"No. Ye just been wanting thee credit." Anderson said as he pushed the other priest away looking down at Alucard. His face had no expression. He didn't move at all. He just laid there, eyes open and all. A strange feeling crept over Anderson and it sent shivers down his spine. The fact of feeling, something similar to pity… but not, it was just indescribable. Anderson escorted the two boys and the other priest out of the room. He would wait till midnight to deal with the nosferatu.

Without Alucard it was almost impossible for Hellsing to do any 'A' ranked missions. Celes of course was here to help her, but she needed her grandfather's investment. For the first time in a long time, Integral felt that she needed Alucard. For god sake's all of 'Hellsing' needed him. 'Damn that Maxwell priest' she thought.

"Good morning to Ye"

Alucard woke up to greet the un-welcomed welcome. He hated the sun but unlike any other vampire, it wouldn't destroy him. Light from the blinds crept in causing his clothes to smoke at its effect.

"Why am I here?" Alucard said surprised he could actually talk. He wouldn't try to escape again because he'd return back to a coma state. Somehow he'd have to trick Anderson into letting him go. By all means necessary.

"Anderson…where have you taken me?"

"You'd be in my care ye filth."

The fact of being in the priest's room period, sounded awkward. The fact that he was kept alive was even more strange for the vampire to except. Alucard carefully got up and sat down on the giant bed, the room itself looked old, grey, and welcoming.

As the vampire observed the room, Anderson made his way towards Alucard grabbing his chin and pushing his face upward so he could examine the marking that he'd left on the vampire. As he'd wished a burnt lining of the grill was left on the nosferatu's throat. It was beautiful and somehow…Anderson felt it again, the feeling he could not describe. Alucard stared at Anderson with glowing red orbs that soon composed of fear.

Fear for what he saw in the paladin's green eyes that spoke volumes.

TBC.