Side note: If you missed it…go back and read the last chapter. I re-ordered chapters then tact the last part of Mission Four on the end since there wasn't much left. The new part is set off in the beginning by a line break, then ///, and another break (it's only a few pages).

Here's the next installment though to supplement the short length of that one. A x S.

Chapter Dedication: Alucardfan13

Mission Five

Seras giggled. She continued to pet her master at his insistent, encouraging growl. She began to wonder how this had ever happened.

The young fledgling was lying on the floor of Hellsing's library curled around her master's gigantic wolfish body. He was stretched out in front of her thoroughly enjoying the scratching of her elongated nails along his back, side, and stomach. Not to mention his ears- they were especially sensitive to her touch.

His short cropped hair was silky and smelled like gun powder and blood. Maybe not a delicious smell to a human, but to Seras it was nearly intoxicating, especially as it was combined with the spicy musk that made up Alucard's normal scent.

Seras dipped her head and rubbed her cheek along the hell hound's hackles. For once those hairs weren't raised in warning. A low rumble was her only answer.

Seras smiled.

"Seras, could you do me a favor?"

The draculina gazed at the captain of the wild Geese strangely. She wasn't sure she should trust the one-eyed, blonde haired captain. After all, he'd lured her into many a stupid scam before, or tried to catch her off guard and feel her up. Suffice to say Pip wasn't exactly on her good side.

At her narrowed eyes, Pip raised his hands in a peace-making gesture.

"It's nothing like that I swear…"

"PIP!! That is the last time I believe anything you say!" Seras growled.

She was beyond pissed and thoroughly embarrassed. Once again Pip was up to his antics. Apparently, he thought it proper that she should pose as the Hellsing calendar girl, whatever that was. She was the only girl at Hellsing, besides Sir Integra and heaven help Pip if he ever asked her to pose in compromising positions in risqué clothing. All he wanted was to create a calendar for the men, for morale sake. That's what he said. Morale her foot.

Seras stormed into the nearest room. She was so blinded by fury that she didn't even realize where she was until she was tossing books around in her anger.

Seras made a face at her childish behavior. She then set out to pick up and gingerly wipe off the books she'd thrown so carelessly. These things were probably older than she was.

With a sigh, her shoulders fell and her face tilted downward. As she stared at the ruby carpet, Seras's vision began to cloud red. The crimson tears left solid tracks down her cheeks and Seras didn't bother to wipe them away. No need to dirty her pure white gloves. They were expensive. Seras made another face. Not that the books weren't.

Seras gracefully sat on the floor, her back against one of the several couches placed in the library for the reader's comfort. She pulled her knees up to her chest sullenly, folded her arms, and then buried her face in them. Seras would have made sure to sweep a hand between her thighs and calves to make certain her underwear wasn't showing in the short skirt of her uniform. However, at this moment in time, she really couldn't care less.

It hadn't been such a big deal, Pip's stunt. In fact, it was normal, regular, expected. She should have known better hoenstly. However, Seras was tired of always been on the wrong end of every joke. Sometimes she just wanted to be appreciated and wanted. Pip wanted her, but only her body and even he wouldn't pursue a blood sucker. Or at least Seras didn't think he would.

Seras sighed and hugged herself tighter.

Her master's presence swept into the room even before his body formed out of the shadows. Seras didn't look up. She cringed slightly, ashamed of her tears. She could fell his disdain at her actions, but he didn't say anything.

When Seras looked at his face she saw no trace of a sneer or irritation of any sort. There was only a muddled expression of disbelief, light humor, and almost sympathy.

Alucard graced the couch with his weight.

"Upset Police girl?"

Seras gritted her teeth slightly. Had he only come then to tease her in that condescending way? Her frustration reared its head and Seras went with it.

"Go away Master!"

Seras hadn't screamed it like she'd wanted to. Underneath it all, she knew Alucard could kill her with his thumb, at any moment he chose, so she reigned in her temper. Also, she did grudgingly respect him. He was unlike any other vampire. Alucard was true nosferatu.

However, Alucard's expression didn't change. He did raised a single eyebrow though, which would have normally made her irritation rise, but Seras crumpled instead.

Seras fell next to him on the couch, resting her head against the soft, tan suede. The petite vampire made sure to keep her cheeks and still blurring eyes away from the material lest she stain in. Then she would have Integra to deal with. The knight was rather frightening when she was angry.

"Nip his neck."

"What master?" Seras asked, her voice still laced somewhat with irritation.

"Don't actually bite him though."

Seras finally understood, "I don't want to scare him Master."

This time all irritation was gone from her voice. Her eyes were dejected and she felt exhausted from the emotional onslaught. A gloved hand on her chin lifted wide, saddened eyes to meet narrower neutral ones.

Seras's eyes filled with blood unbidden.

Alucard's eyes closed, "Do you regret your choice?"

Seras's mouth opened slightly. At first, she didn't know of what choice he was referring, but when his eyes opened again they were so dark. They were no longer that bright, bloody red, but more of a maroon. By their look, Seras knew what he meant.

"No master…I am proud of what I am." She said softly.

She meant it.

Seras touched his hand lightly and he released her. She stared down at her hands for a moment, knowing he was still staring at her.

"It's just hard to always be strong…and lonely."

"But you aren't alone."

"No master, not anymore," Seras smiled.

She had been lonelier as a human. Maybe she could've connected with the Hellsing soldiers and those of her D-11 unit, but she was always alone. Her parents left her at a young age and she'd never recovered. There was always a barrier between her and others. No one could understand how it felt to watch your parents gets murdered, your mother raped.

Except maybe her master.

"Alucard…" Seras closed her eyes, "I never thanked you for saving me."

"Quiet now Police girl."

He had told her to be quiet, but for once she felt close to her master. She had so many questions and now when she felt he might actually answer, Seras had asked.

Hence where she was now. She was curious about familiars and what it was like to change. He had even told her how she could change, but Alucard had murmured that he thought her too weak for that. This would've normally felt like an insult, but the way he said it with his eyelids at half mast and an upward curve to his lips, Seras realized it was just simple fact. She knew she didn't drink often enough and she was rather young for a vampire.

Seras smiled down at her master in his transformed state.

Pip had walked into the library for some odd reason, probably looking for something to do. However, upon his entrance Alucard had reared his large, gruesome head and snarled.

Seras laughed, remembering how the gruff man had jumped. Suffice to say, he hadn't stayed.

With a soft smile and warm glowing eyes, she kissed the thick neck of the wolf. She laid her head against him and ran her fingers lightly down his side. Seras chuckled when the muscles jumbled and jumped under her gentle, ticklish touch. Seras sighed, closed her eyes, and clung to possibly the only being she'd ever been close to and would ever be close to.

Side note: I realize this doesn't really coincide with the manga, sigh. Oh well. This was short, sweet, and I plan to revisit A x S again (probably more cannon situations and longer too). A x I is next.