So, it's been awhile since i've updated, but, I hope you still like this story. I'm sorry for the long time though, Hellsing is very hard to write for, especially with the different characters. So, please do excuse me for any spelling errors, and feel free to pm me or leave a review if you're feeling confused or don't get something.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hellsing.

Since their arrival, Seras had taken to sleeping in the barracks with the Geese more frequently. Usually, this happened due to the constant feeling of loneliness that tugged on her undead soul, and the fact that she loved the company of the Captain. Though their relationship, at times, could be unclear, she usually felt as if he was the brother she never had, and the sparkle of his eyes told her he felt the same way, except, she being the sister.

It had been two weeks since the incident dealing with Alucard, and the tension in the upper levels of the manor had been thick. Alucard hated eating human food, but, being angry and having a broken heart, Integra ordered him to eat every last bit of it, making it seem as if this whole mess was his fault. Constantly, they went back and forth, back and forth. Usually, it ended with a slammed door, and seeing that Integra couldn't press the seal, she was forced to let Alucard act as he wished.

The cool fall wind blew into the room through the open windows of the barracks, and Seras and Pip instantly found their paper chess pieces and board flying off of their small table.

"It took me an hour to make those," Pip said gruffly, as he ran to get the scattering pieces. "And longer for me to make the board," Seras added, as she watched her creation be tumbled in the breeze.

The rest of the Geese watched from their bunk beds as the two chased swirling pieces of paper through the room. Moments went by, and not one piece of paper had been caught for more than five seconds.

"Just stop," Seras said suddenly, "the window, the window it's open!" Pip changed his attention from the paper knight and unto the window that suddenly received more airflow. As if paper had not been enough, a sea of browning leaves flew into the room and mingled with the papers.

"Captain, hurry," a man from the top bunk cried, "the paper_ugh, you're too late." Pip huffeded as the wind blew into his face, and as the Geese and Seras discouraged him from even trying to close the window. As he did so, he looked into the distance and saw a girl. She was small, pale, and had long flowing dark hair. She paced around the_Wait, or was it a boy? She was wearing a suit, but, Integra wore a suit as well, and she was a girl. "Is she?" Pip found himself thinking, the master of the house was certainly manly for her gender, and slim on the chest as well.

But, she blushed like a girl, walked like a girl, talked like one, and, she actually did look like one, so, she must be a girl. But this figure in the distance...it was hard to say, perhaps, a little investigation was required.

He looked at the scene behind him. Now all men were off their bunks helping Seras pick up their hand made chess game, while leaves scattered idly around the place.

Between this and venturing out into the night, Pip chose the more exciting course of action and slowly slipped out of the barracks.

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Integra sorted through the mail with blank eyes and unlit cigar in her mouth. Ever since Alucards unexpected pregnancy, she'd lessened the amount she'd smoked in the house, and instead had put the cigar in her mouth for the pleasure of taste. Everything seemed to be the usual, bills, bills, bills, and_a letter from Iscariot? Purposely, Integra put this letter at the bottom of the ever growing stack of papers. Whatever the bishop wanted, it could wait.

The thought of the man caused Integra to shudder. For a priest, he was a very...unique character, but so was everyone else in Section Thirteen. His hair was grayish silver, and his eyes, a cunning violet. People weren't made like that, at least regular people, that is. At times, when he'd speak during their occasional meetings, she'd find herself thinking of a million questions about her.

He knew so much about her, yet, she only knew his name and position. Maxwell was much like her whenever became arrogant, and she'd noticed how angry he could become. Perhaps he had a bad past, but of course, he'd say nothing to her about it.

She sighed softly, the Bishop, Maxwell, had always puzzled her, and at times, she wondered if he thought of her as she did of him.

Shaking the thought out of her head, (despite how hard it was to do) Integra carried on with signing her signature on important documents, and writing checks that would go to the bank.

The letter from the queen had laid folded on her desk, untouched since the morning she'd read it. It turned out, as long as it was an heir, and a somewhat human heir, Alucard would be permitted to deliver the child, much to Integra's dismay.

The thought of the situation enraged her.

She knew that this was not Alucard fault, and perhaps, she did owe him an apology, but still. She put her hands in her hair and pulled a few strands out. Thank goodness this ordeal had managed to stay only within Hellsing, though, Seras and Pip were loudmouths at the bar. But, she knew that they had lessened their visits.

The thought of an apology buzzed in her head though. Truthfully, if this was anyone's fault, it was hers. She had not allowed Alucard the right of self-defense, and, she'd been engaged to a psychopath who'd been denied entrance to the manor more than fifteen times.

She hated to make him feel like it was his fault, but, she was so mad. She was angry, upset, and, well, sad. The one time she found someone she truthfully loved, they turned out to be crazy and mentally unstable. Maybe, she just had bad taste. She decided though, it would be best to talk to her servant in order to clear things up, besides, it was the heir of Hellsing he was carrying.

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Integra's probably going to flip when she finds Alucard absent from his room, and angrier when she sees him towards the edge of the property. Remember, her evil ex-fiancé is still lurking around. And then these questions she has for the Bishop will have to be answered some way, but, it's Integra, so, it won't be answered the right way. Please, review, and again, I'm sorry. I updated this like in April, so, i'm sorry for the wait. Have a nice week, and God bless.