There never seems to be enough moonlight, and before Alice knew it the sun's rays were sliding over the horizon staining the sky a light shade of red.

"A storm's coming," Alice muttered to herself as she watched the red take over the entire sky and turn everything an odd red-orange color.

Slowly she retreated to her room in the dungeons. It was next to Seras's, and as she glanced inside as she passed it Alice took note of the still empty room meaning the trio still hadn't returned from Rio. Inside her room Alice went to her wardrobe, and pulled down a box from the top shelf. Inside was the outfit she would wear around the Vatican neatly folded and waiting to be worn. Alice reluctantly began sliding off her clothes and let them fall to the floor. She didn't really like wearing anything but sweatshirts and shorts but Anderson wouldn't be happy with her if she didn't wear the uniform.

After getting dressed in the uniform Alice looked herself over. The long black top looked and felt alien on her. It had only been a few months since joining Hellsing, but it had been years since she wore this. Sighing Alice took a hair tie out and slowly started loosely braiding her hair. She tried everything to stall, but sadly time still moved on without heading her yearning for it to stop, but Walter still came informing her that it was time to go.

"Honestly, you had all night to get ready," Walter scalded as she walked with him to the conference room.

"I know," she replied quietly.

"So submissive. Where's your usual bravado and fiery personality?"

"You Protestants aren't worth getting fired up," Alice retorted coldly.

Walter was shocked at first, but when he saw her crooked smile, and the quick wink she gave him, he calmed down. She truly was falling into the part, sort of.

Alice wasn't surprised to see Heinkel waiting outside, and she was actually kind of happy to see her. She walked a little faster to go and greet her, but almost stopped dead in her tracks when the door behind Heinkel opened and Enrico walked out.

"Why hello there Alice, you're looking," he paused, "intriguing as ever."

Alice just stood there and stared at him her heart trying to claw its way out of her chest. Seconds crept by before another person walked out of the room.

"Would you three Catholics get in here before I change my mind and kick the lot of you out," Integra snapped from the door way.

"It appears that your sister's new master has made quiet the mess in Rio."

"Shut up old man!" Erik snapped.

"Me? Old? Oh compared to you my boy I am but a child. Now vhy don't you behave and go mess vith your little sister."

"Yeah yeah, I'll go. But if anything starts going south I ain't gonna risk my neck for some scrawny little blood traitor." Erik snapped, snuffing out another cigarette butt.