A/N: Aha! I got the Christmas chapter out just in time! Lol! Thank you all so much for the well wishes and supports with your reviews,favs, and follows!

I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Olivia never grew weary of watching the snow fall.

It was the only part of London that reminded her of home.

It was the night of Christmas Eve and for the first time in her eight years, there was no tree or Halászlé* or a visit from Jézuska* who brought presents to the children. There would be no midnight mass, and although Olivia didn't care about religion, she loved to hear her father lead the choir in song. His deep, soothing voice always brought her comfort, and it had been one of her dreams to someday sing next to him.

But Olivia would never get her chance. Nor would she be able to bake gingerbread and beigli* with her mother and nor would she see Akos and Mark grow up into the wonderful gentlemen she knew they would be.

"My tears have run dry." Olivia whimpered, resting her head against her knees. "So why does it still hurt? Shouldn't the pain have dulled away by now?"

She was currently perched on the window seat in her room, dressed in her nightgown with her knees pulled to her chest. The room was dark, save for the light coming from the full moon outside. Singing to herself, Olivia traced her pointer finger down the large window, her soft voice resonating throughout the large room.

Kiskarácsony, nagykarácsony

kisült-e már a kalácsom?

Ha kisült már, ide véle,

Hadd egyem meg melegébe!

Christmas time at Hellsing was different. There were no decorations or laughter filling the air. But the organization was that—an organization. It would be strange to celebrate when there was work to do.

At least, that's what Olivia told herself.

Lost in thought, she began to draw pictures in the window's condensation, three people in particular floating through her mind.

First was, of course, Sir Arthur Hellsing himself. He was a sloppy man who enjoyed the company of women and had questionable morals to employ children as his soldiers. But he was also a fine leader who ran his organization efficiently and made sure each of his soldiers were performing at their best. He worked Olivia hard and didn't treat her as a little girl, but Arthur had been nothing but kind to her, and even commissioned a bow to be made for her alone. He had earned her respect as a superior and a partial uncle figure, and Olivia vowed to serve only him for the rest of her days.

Next was Walter, the youngest soldier in the organization and the 'Angel of Death'. He thought highly of himself and had quite the mouth on him for such a tiny boy. Yet Walter was also a powerful warrior and could cut through hordes of ghouls without breaking a sweat. Olivia found him to be the most obnoxious person she'd ever met and spent a vast majority of her day itching to punch that smug grin off his face. Yet she admired his abilities and saw him as both a friend and a little brother.

And finally, there was Alucard, Hellsing's only vampire and Arthur's servant. He was the one Olivia knew the least about, but the one she wanted the approval of the most. In their limited interactions, she knew he enjoyed fighting and that he was devoted to Arthur. He wasn't overtly affectionate to her but he never harmed her either. Olivia didn't know what he thought of her to be honest. Sometimes, she felt like an animal in the zoo he would occasionally visit and prod at to gauge her reaction. Other times, she felt like a toy he would play with whenever it suited him. She didn't know what he expected of her to become. The only thing Olivia could conjure up was that Alucard wanted to mold her into his ideal warrior. Maybe he wanted to fight her once she was strong enough. Or maybe she was simply a form of entertainment for him. Olivia could only guess what was going on in Alucard's mind. No one seemed to know that man's thought process, not even Sir Hellsing. But Olivia didn't hate him. No, she actually liked him quite a bit. Alucard was correct when he said she didn't know what he was capable of, and she wasn't that naïve to believe he was some noble knight in shining armor just because he saved her life. But Olivia didn't see a need to fear him simply because he didn't give her a reason to. Maybe her view of him would change as time went on, but until then, Olivia decided to see him as a mixture of a distant mentor and guardian.

Those three men were polar opposites yet they also complimented each other.

They were strange and questionable individuals but….she had come to care for them.

No…she had come to love them because….they were her family now.

And what an odd little family they were indeed.

Smiling to herself, Olivia continued to stare out into the snowy wonderland when the clock in her room struck midnight, signaling the arrival of Christmas.

"Boldog karácsonyt*" She whispered to both the family long gone and the family with her now. "Kellemes karácsonyi ünnepeket*."

Olivia started to move away from the window when she noticed the snow was starting to let up and that a good few feet of it covered the ground.

A lightbulb went off above her head, and Olivia only bothered to grab her wool coat and a pair of boots before hurrying outside, the icy wind like needles against her cheeks.

She quickly got to work rolling up snowballs of various shapes of sizes, hoping she could bring her vision to life. Once she had enough, Olivia stacked them on top of each other before digging through the snow for decorations.

Soon, four snowmen stood in front of her. She had dug up rocks for the eyes and mouths, but added special touches to each snowman. Walter, the smallest one, was covered in dried vines to represent his wires and had an indention on his cheek since this was the only chance Olivia would have to punch him and not be decimated. For herself, she initially left it plain but went back and crafted a pair of rabbit ears for the sake of her odd nickname. For Arthur, she used dead blades of grass to represent his spikey hair and gave him a pebble tie to complete his look. As for Alucard, instead of rocks, she used holly berries for his eyes and thorns from a nearby rose bush to make his teeth.

Once she was finished, Olivia stepped back and admired her handiwork.

What an odd little snow family they were.

But…they were her family now and this time, she would protect them until the bitter end.

This time, no one would lay a hand on them.

Not while she was still breathing.

"I love you. All of you." She sniffed, brushing away a few stubborn tears. "I hope we will always be together and that nothing will tear us apart."

After hugging each of the snowmen, Olivia scurried back to her room, pink cheeked and with a runny nose.

But, for the first time in months, she felt genuinely happy.

And the following morning when Arthur pulled back the curtains in his office, he nearly had a heart attack when he spotted four snow creatures perched in a circle below his window.

"OLIVIA!"

A/N: Translations:

Halászlé: a type of fish soup

Jézuska: a nickname for Jesus. In Hungary, it is Jesus who delivers the presents, not Santa.

beigli: a special kind of poppy bread/cake

Boldog karácsonyt: Happy Christmas

Kellemes karácsonyi ünnepeket: Pleasant Christmas Holidays

The song Olivia is singing is called Little Christmas, Big Christmas.

Everything I know about Hungarian Christmas traditions comes from the internet so please forgive me if there is anything incorrect!

So! Just wanted to do a chapter where Olivia is entering the next part of her life as an official soldier and her thoughts on Arthur, Walter, and Alucard! I will say this, her thoughts and opinions on them will change as she grows up! How so? You will see~~~! And Olivia will grow older and when the story reaches the original Hellsing storyline in the 90s, she will be an old woman. Of course, things sometimes change from my initial outlines so who knows what will happen in the future? (I know but I can't spoil anything~!) Anyways, I just want to say Happy Holidays to everyone celebrating something this season and if you aren't, I hope you have a wonderful rest of your year and that 2017 will be better!

I hope you enjoyed reading and please leave a review!

Oh, and Anthem of the Night! *points to snowman version of Olivia with rabbit ears* I got you covered! Haha!