A/N:This chapter will be longer, and here is my disclaimer: I don't own Hellsing, or Jurassic Park. Ta-da.

"So, Boss, would you like to inform me why we have left so quickly? Or perhaps why you are choosing to go to this strange Island?" Pip asked, glancing at Integra for a moment before fixing his attention back on his flying. He had to speak rather loudly over the roar of the jet engine. At such a volume, his French accent took a strange turn. Then again, while he was obviously French and his accent usually echoed it, some words he said sounded less French and more British, or Australian. This was likely because of his career choice, with all of the traveling he did.

Integra adjusted her earphones, as she was taking the role of Co-pilot. "Apparently this island is associated with a lot of deaths and disappearances, and judging by its location, it could be a base for Millenium." She explained.

"Right, so then you think it wise to invade with five soldiers, you, and myself?" Pip stared at her as though she may have lost her mind in the last ten hours of flying.

"Of course not! Do you think I'm daft? I'm just going to have you do a few circles around the island. I want to see what we may be up against. If there is a threat, I'll likely send Alucard and Seras to destroy anything here." Integra snorted, thinking it obvious that she wouldn't storm an enemy's base with so few men. It was irresponsible.

Pip sighed, whether in relief or exasperation Integra couldn't tell.

Integra looked back at the windshield in front of her. The clouds in front of her were blurrier than usual. It was around nine o'clock at night, and she'd had hardly any sleep since six a.m. They had left at about noon, and she'd been flying for nine hours straight. She had to admit, she was amazed at the Captain's stamina, as it looked as though he was perfectly fine. He also had had less sleep than she had. She wondered what time zone they were in, but decided she didn't care enough to work it out.

"Whoah! Easy Boss!" She hears Pip's raised voice before she really knew what had happened. She felt his hand on her chest pushing her back up. She blinked her eyes open, not having realized they were closed. She guessed she had dozed off in thought.

""Hey, Boss, maybe you should take it easy and take a quick nap before we reach your 'Sarcasm Island'. We have about seven hours left." Pip was glancing at her and back at the window.

"I'm alright. I can manage." Integra breathed angrily. She righted herself and pushed his hand away. He shrugged.

Not five minutes later she was being pulled up again. "Okay, Boss, you can't do this. Jack! Get up here." A young man with blonde hair popped his head into the pilot's cabin.

Integra didn't pay much attention to the words exchanged by the two, and was vaguely relieved when her position as Co-pilot was handed off to this Jack. She maneuvered her way out of the cabin and past the other four soldiers. She chose a seat in the back by a window and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Several hours later she was awoken by the shouts of several people at once and the wretched beeping of some emergency alarm. She was instantly awake and wrenched off her seatbelt, getting to her feat. The plane tilted, spilling her back into her seat.

"Captain Bernadette! What the hell is going on?" She shouted, panicked and angry. The jet could only be described as absolute chaos, and the noise was blasting its way into her head. She was becoming nauseous, her stomach knotting as the plane did several more out of control spins.

"Captain Bernadette! Answer me!" She tried again. All she got in response was Pip's shouts of panic. "Shit! Shit! The whole fucking jet is going down! What the hell was that?"

Integra opened her mouth again, but the plane threw her against the wall of the jet, and all was silent and dark.