Do not own! Not mine! So apparently I make a guest appearance in this chapter, not of my own will. But she wrote it, so I guess I have to go along with it anyway, since apparently I'm "important to the plotline"! *tick mark*

Flora's POV:

I awoke in Alucard's lap, smiling at him drowsily as he chuckled and ruffled my hair, kissing me gently over the ear as I yawned and snuggled into him, closing my eyes again as his arms wrapped around me, firm and protecting. "Flora, there's someone on the phone asking for you." Walter's voice interrupted our cuddle, and Alucard growled in annoyance as I reached out of his embrace and grabbed the phone. "Hello?"

"FLORA YOU DAMN IDIOT, WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME YOU WERE GOING TO ENGLAND FOR THE SUMMER?!"

I jerked away from the phone as Alucard growled again, shushing him and trying to calm the person on the other end down. "It's not my fault Jay! I didn't have a choice!" I tried to defend myself, but she would have none of it. "LIKE HELL YOU DIDN'T! YOU ARE IN A HEAP OF TROUBLE MY YOUNG FRIEND, BIG TROUBLE! SIZE XXXXL TROUBLE!" My best (and only) friend screamed, and I winced, holding the phone away from my ear. Soon the incoherent screams stopped and I felt safe enough to hold the phone to my ear again. "Anyway, how are you? Is England treating you as nice as it did me?" She asked brightly, and I giggled as Alucard rose an eyebrow at me. "Fine, great actually." I started to say, but her squeal cut me off. "You upgraded to a great! You never do that! Oh no, did you meet someone?!"

I blushed, avoiding Alucard's gaze and squirming in his lap. "Well…" I mumbled with a blush, but she cut me off again. "That was your smiley voice! YOU DID MEET SOMEONE DIDN'T YOU!? OH MY GOD, WHO?! Tell me details woman, and he better hope I like his treatment of you!" She squealed excitedly, and I giggled at the thought of her telling off Alucard. Not plausible even for Jay. "Well, he works for my cousin Integra, and please don't yell at him, he's very nice to me. I really like him…" I mumbled, and she snickered. "Daw, how sweet. Cute, I would feel really happy for you, but happy is not my forte. You stay right there and I'll come see for myself. Tschüs!" She chirped happily, and the line clicked off.

"So who was that?" Alucard rumbled as he eased the phone out of my hand and placed it on the table beside the couch. "That's just about the only friend I have. She's really loud sometimes, but she means well. I've known her for a really long time, eleven years almost." I said, smiling softly as I leaned into him and I inhaled his scent of gunpowder and cinnamon, closing my eyes in bliss. "Hmm. She does seem rather noisy." He muttered, stroking my hair as I smiled more and nuzzled him happily. "But nice…" I murmured, sleep dragging me down again as he rolled his eyes and cuddled me closer in answer.

*Time Skip*

"Hellllllooooo?!" I jerked my head up, stopping my movements as I played tug-of-war with Baskerville in the hall by the front door. The doorbell rang several times, and he looked at me pleadingly as I got up. "No. If that's who it sounds like than you won't like it when she has to kick the door down." I said absently, putting my hand on the knob and turning. "She lives!" My best friend stood on the doorstep, suitcase by her feet and backpack over her shoulder, her eyes -bluer than mine- boring into my own as she raised an eyebrow. "Although she is much more injured than she leads others to believe." She added in a mutter, and I shrugged sheepishly, adjusting my crutches. "I…long story." I mumbled, and she rolled her eyes and nodded. "Breaking something usually is. Do I get to come in or what?" She said impatiently, and I quickly moved aside as she dragged her suitcase in and stowed the handle, facing me.

"By all that's freakish and unholy, it's good to see you again!" She suddenly squealed, bringing me into a bone-crunching hug as I gasped for air. "Jay…can't…breath…" I managed to choke out, and she let go, grinning at me. "Hehe, sorry about that. You were a bad friend and didn't let me know about all this-" she vaguely gestured to my healing legs and the house. "-junk, so you get a strangling. Oh and I missed you too I suppose." She added in a murmur, her eyes flicking away as she widened her gaze to include the house. "Huh. Reminds me of my home-stay…exactly how old is this house?" She asked curiously, and I shrugged. "Dunno. Couple hundred years maybe? Integra hasn't told me yet…" I muttered, looking at the house with new eyes as I rubbed the back of my head.

Baskerville loped into the hallway, and every muscle in Jay's body tensed her eyes narrowed. Baskerville sensed the hostile glare, glaring back at her as I sighed. "Jay, this is Baskerville. Baskerville, this is my friend Jay." I said, emphasizing the word "friend". They still glared at each other, and I saw Jay rub a finger over one of her sharper nails, as if wanting to show them to the dog. "Hey Flora, tell me something." She said quietly, and I blinked, looking at her. Her face was mixed with awe and interest, and she pointed to Baskerville's back. "Why does the dog have eight eyes?" I mentally swore as my gaze snapped to his back, the incriminating orbs opened to better glare at the human as I gulped. "Uh…"

She suddenly knelt, leaning forward and staring hard at Baskerville."And why does he look more like a wolf then a dog?" She switched her gaze up to mine, looking expectant and slightly intrigued. "He's…not a real dog?" I tried, and she lifted her gaze towards the heavens as she blew out a sigh. "I can see that for myself, thank you very much. Am I staring down the actual Baskerville out of the Sherlock Holmes books, or is that just his name?" She asked impatiently, and I fidgeted. "I…uh…" Suddenly salvation came, in the form of Integra. "Flora who was at the-BASKERVILLE!" She roared, catching sight of his extra eyes and the human most certainly not cleared for knowing about them practically kneeling between his legs as she peered at his back, fascinated.

I nudged behind Jay, gulping a little, and she gave the dog one last look before standing. "Sorry about inviting myself in, but I'm a friend of Flora's and I wanted to say hi." She said, jerking her thumb at her suitcase and adjusting her backpack as Integra scowled at her. "You could've called! And how on earth did you find this address?!" She snapped, and Jay shrugged modestly. "I did try that mam. But Flora's my best friend and I loved my last trip to England. So, it was a simple hop skip and a jump across the pond, trace my link to her phone, and viola! Instant BFF visit." She said, doing a little hand motion miming her words. "There's no possible way you could've traced her phone!" Integra snarled, and Jay shrugged again, a slight grin playing about her lips. "Too right, it misdirected me about three miles to the right. But then again, I was pretty sure she was calling from the nice big mansion instead of the nice big field. People put far too much trust in electronic security these days" she said smugly, and Integra scowled.

I heard her mutter "blast" as Jay adjusted her heavy backpack again, humming absently to herself as she continued to inspect the lobby for anything intriguing. Baskerville suddenly butted against her legs affectionately, and her eyes widened as she stumbled a little, off balance. Then she shrugged and started to pet his head, fondling around his ears and scratching under his chin as he grinned and drummed his tail on the floor. "And is anybody going to explain why the nice wolf-thing has eight extra eyes?" She asked cheerfully, grinning at him as he grinned back, baring sharp and wet fangs. "I thought you hated dogs?" I asked, confused despite myself, and she gave me a healthy glare from her kneeling position on the floor. "It's just dogs I can't stand. Wolves, foxes, ect, if its wild its cool, like Baskerville here. You aren't a stupid dog, are you?" She asked him, and he shook his head, closing his eyes silently as she found another good scratch spot.

"Please can we tell her? She can keep a secret…" I mumbled to Integra, trying not to let my best friend hear as she scratched under Baskerville's chin, grinning to herself as he wagged his tail, thumping it against the floor as his eyes (all eight of them) stared adoringly up at her. "Who's a good whatever you are, yes it's you! Good boy!" she squealed as he decided to expose his stomach, hoping she was as good at finding scratch spots there and wiggling in bliss as she rubbed his tummy. "I don't know what's more demeaning, my organization being found by a teenager or the Hell Hound wriggling around on the floor like a fish." Integra grumbled, lighting a cigar as Baskerville opened one eye to glare at her, closing it with a growl of happiness as Jay found another itchy patch of fur and gave it a good scratch.

"What on earth is that human doing to my familiar?"

I gulped as I heard Alucard, and my eyes flicked to the wall as he melted through, making Jay's mouth drop open slightly as she stared at him, forgetting to scratch Baskerville for a moment as he gave a huff of displeasure, glaring at his master upside-down. Alucard scowled right back, and eventually he whined, lowering his ears and rolling away from Jay to crouch submissively, tail between his legs. "Jay was just giving him a pet." I said sheepishly, and he nodded slowly, then stepped closer to us as Jay rose from the floor. He looked down at her as they came even, and I saw her eyes widen, then narrow as she saw the red eyes and sharper teeth than any normal human could own. Jay was much higher than me, and she came up to Alucard's nose. The top of my head was just level with his chin. She slowly raised a finger as my eyes traced her worriedly, then poked his chest. "I don't like you." She said bluntly, and he blinked in surprise. So far, he hadn't really done anything to aggravate her, and I saw the familiar grin start to show on his face. "Because I'm a vampire?"

"No." Both Integra and Alucard started as she said this, and she slowly folded her arms, still glaring up at him. "You're taller than me." I burst out laughing as she switched her glare to me, but I saw the slight curve of a grin starting up on her face. Eventually she cracked and we both started giggling, much to the other's confusion. "I missed you so much!" I shrieked, tackling her in a hug as she staggered back, glaring down at me as I squeezed her waist. "You have two seconds before I freak on you and rip your face off." She growled, and Alucard bared his teeth, stepping forward with a familiar air of vengeance. I let go as she started to giggle again, and she exchanged in her preferred version of affection, namely a painful fist bump. I hid my throbbing knuckles behind my back as she beamed at me and moved to grab her things, and I felt Alucard's tongue quickly lap away the pain before vanishing as I gave him a grateful glance. Jay hit hard, even when she didn't mean to. She said I was a wuss for thinking so, but I did notice her fistbumps got considerably less painful after that.

Jay's POV:

I watched Flora as she sat down on her bed, kicking my legs up on the computer desk and rolling my eyes at the Vocaloid image. "I still blame you for getting me addicted to that." I said offhandedly, pointing to it as she giggled and smiled at me gratefully. "So then, let me get this straight. Integra is related to the Abraham Van Hellsing, and this organization hunts and destroys all other vampires with the help of Alucard and Seras, both of whom are actual vampires as well. You are now in an extremely committed relationship with the King Fanger himself, and he will probably slaughter anyone that tries to harm you. Did I miss anything?" I said absently, giving my nails a good hard rasp with the filer as she nodded with a blush. "I see you're still copying me with the nail style." I muttered, glancing at her slightly pointed nails as she giggled. "I can never get them as long as yours can. How do you do that?"

I grinned and blew the dust off my claw-like fingers as she watched in awe. "It's all in adaption. I cheerfully admit we humans suck at natural defenses. Stick us in a room full of rabid dogs and lions with nothing but our clothes, and I'm pretty sure it won't be the human walking out of that." I said with my eyes closed, pressing my sharpened nails together as I steepled my hands. "Therefore, humans have adapted out of having a bone structure and muscle posture that allows for longer nails. You haven't gotten the…the rhythm of holding your hands right when you use them so the nails aren't always in danger of being broken off. I have, therefore its comparatively easy to grow my nails longer than you can." I finished, and she looked at me in awe before snickering again. "Your mental reasoning always astounds me." She said cheerfully, and I grinned lazily at her. "There's method in my madness. I'm just the only one who knows the code." I said with a smirk, and we both laughed.