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I don't own Hellsing, and I'm not making any money from this.

Arranging the transport of two vampires across an ocean was no easy matter. The flight would take at least fifteen hours and in that length of time, there was no way to avoid the tides. Both coffins would have to go. Even Alucard would have to retreat to the safety the box provided when the tides changed. But Seras... Seras was too weak to handle any of the ocean's influence. She would have to stay inside her coffin for the entire flight.

Fifteen hours.

"Mignonette, why are you bringing a coat?" Bernadette asked, holding up her pink, hooded jacket. "We're going to zhe Zouthern 'emisphere."

The captain had come down to her room in the dungeons to 'hang out' while she packed. Seras supposed she should have been glad he wasn't rifling through her underwear drawer. She glanced at the coat in his fingers and pulled her lower lip between her teeth.

"I don't know if I can do this."

Pip lowered the garment to look at her over the top of it. "Do what?"

"I don't know if I can stay in my coffin that long." the draculina said quietly. "It's going to be a long flight and... going over the channel was bad enough. Being in a coffin for fifteen hours is..."

Terrifying. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if she could sleep through it. But no one could stay asleep for that long.

" 'ey, you're a tough girl." Pip told her. "You can do anyzhing." he paused thoughtfully. "You know, eef you needed me to, I could ztay een zhere wizh you..."

Seras blinked at him, then thew a folded pair of socks at his head. "I am serious, Pip Bernadette!" she snapped. "And the only reason you would get into a coffin with me is so you could grope me while I couldn't do anything about it!"

"Actually, I waz zhinking about znuggling." he replied. "But now zhat you mention eet, eet would be 'ard for you to zlap me eef you couldn't zee...OW!" He rubbed his head where one of her shoes connected with it. "Eet waz a joke, girl! Be careful wizh zhose zhings! I'm 'uman over 'ere."

The police girl sniffed at him. "It's not funny." She turned her back on him and went back to rummaging through her wardrobe.

"Merde." she heard behind her. "Seras, don't be zhat way..." when she didn't respond, the man cleared his throat. "Lizten, I 'ave zomezhing to give you before we leave tomorrow."

She dropped her hand from the assortment of hangers and and glanced over her shoulder. "What?"

"I can't tell you." he said with a wink. "Eet's a zurprize."

A surprise? For her? That was... really sweet, but given how the captain was, she wasn't sure whether she should be worried or not. Pip's idea of a surprise present could be anything from flowers to frilly, non-functional knickers.

Bernadette saw the look on her face and grinned. "Eet's not bad, I promize. And all zhe guys chipped een a bit, zo I guess you could zay eet's from all of uz."

All of the mercenaries had gotten something for her? Now that was too strange of an idea for her not to ask.

"Okay... so, where is it?" she questioned.

"I'll take you." he said, then stood and offered his hand.

He led her up out of the dungeons, through the ground level of the house, then out to the barracks. When they reached the door to the common area, he put his hand over her face.

"Cloze your eyez." he instructed. "And no peeking."

This was getting stranger by the minute. Seras obediently closed her eyes and waited. She heard the door open and the whispers of men talking to each other before Pip pulled her inside.

"Okay, open."

The police girl slid her eyes open to find all the Geese were assembled, and a large red box was sitting on the floor in the middle of the room.

"Is that... a cooler?" she asked, staring at it.

"Yep." Pip replied. "I figured you would be freaking out about zhe coffin zhing, and I remembered zhat eef you drink blood, eet won't be zhat big a deal." he held up his hand when she opened her mouth to protest. "Let me finish. I know you don't like drinking medical blood because eet's donated to zave zick people. Zo we did zhis." he opened the cooler to show that it was filled to the brim with blood packs. "Zhis iz from uz. Everyone donated zhis for you, no one elze. You can drink wizhout feeling bad about eet, and you wont 'ave to ztay een your coffin zhe whole flight."

Seras stared at the contents of the cooler, then looked around at the Geese, not knowing what to say. They all gave blood... for her. So she could drink with a clear conscious.

"But... why?" she asked.

"Cause you're a good girl." Pip's lieutenant, Stevens, said. "You're one of us, and we take care of each other. Right boys?"

A whole chorus of 'yes sirs' and 'ayes' went up. The police girl felt like she might start crying. They thought she was one of them... She looked over at Pip.

"You came up with this?"

The captain nodded. "I ztarted zhinking about eet een Rome, zhen eet took a while to get everyzhing..."

She couldn't help it. This was the nicest, most thoughtful thing anyone had ever done for her. Before he could finish, the draculina grabbed the front of his coat, stood up on her toes, and kissed him. It was chaste – only lips upon lips – but it lasted too long to be considered a peck. And when she pulled away, Pip looked slightly dazed.

It didn't take long for the wolf-whistles to start.

"Hey, I want one!"

"Where's mine?"

"I get a kiss too!"

"Me too!"

"Me three!"

It was done. After many sleepless nights and long hours, Syn had finally finished it. And it was gorgeous. If Edmund wasn't happy, she was going to strangle him. The redhead packed the completed commission piece into a prepared fitted case and set off to deliver it. Ed was in his office sifting through paperwork when she slipped inside.

"You're here late." she commented, hiding the case behind her back before approaching his desk.

Her cousin glanced up. "Lot's of big stuff going on. What's up?"

She smiled. "You know that top secret project I've been working on for you?"

He immediately swiveled his chair around to face her, his entire face lighting up. "You finished it?"

"Ta da!" she proclaimed as she pulled the case from behind her back. "Everything to your specifications, as you requested, and prepared for your final inspection and approval, sir." she gave a small bow.

It was the gun designed specifically for Integra's use. It was small, lightweight, and polished to a bright silver finish. Along the side of the barrel was an inscription of Hellsing's creed: 'We are on a mission from God.' At the base of the grip sat an engraving of the Hellsing family crest. It could function as a pistol, or an extension could be screwed onto the barrel and an accessory shoulder piece snapped onto the back to convert it into a small rifle. It was beautiful either way.

"This is amazing." Edmund said as he ran his fingers over the gun in it's case. "What's it's name?"

"Cromwell." Syn replied. "Considering what she does for a living, I thought it was appropriate."

Her cousin nodded in agreement. "I didn't think you'd finish it this fast."

"Me either." she admitted. "But when I found out about the trip tomorrow... well, I had to have it done by tonight." She reached out a hand and wiggled her fingers. "My payment?"

The redhead honestly hadn't intended to ask for any sort of payment. Ed was family, and she was happy to do the work for free. But after her hospital stent, she discovered that there was something she wanted. Something she couldn't get a hold of on her own. This was as good of an excuse to get it as any.

"Oh, right." he started opening and closing drawers, searching, then finally tossed her a small black box.

Syn glanced inside of it. Perfect. She slid it into one of her pockets.

"By the way Ed, do you remember me telling you about being in momma's house while I was... out?"

He grimaced. Edmund didn't like being reminded about that. "Yeah, I remember."

"Well, she told me that when I gave you the gun, I should tell you that she said you needed to 'man up'." she told him. "I have no idea what that means, but she said you would know."

Edmund stared at her for a long moment, looking almost like he had been... caught or something. Then he coughed and cleared his throat.

"Aunt Kris said that?"

"Yes." Syn replied with a nod. "You want to tell me what that's about?"

He shook his head. "Nope." he paused and looked at her sideways. "Not yet, anyway."

The redhead arched a brow, but didn't press for information. If Ed wanted to keep a secret or two, that was his business. She'd eventually find out about it if it was important. Giving him a nod of understanding, she stepped out and let him get back to whatever he was working on.

With it being the middle of November, the weather had shifted from rainy drizzles to snow. There wasn't much on the ground yet, but at least there was now a good side to it being so damn cold. Syn dug out one of her long, heavy coats and headed up to the roof.

The house wasn't exactly abuzz with activity now that most of the plans were set, but there were still a few things going on. Gear had to be packed for the trip, and Integra was still making last minute arrangements with the plane and hotels. The redhead wasn't involved in any of it, nor did she really want to be. The captain and the two vampires would be going to the other side of the world...

She had discovered that there were some limitations to the connection she shared with Alucard. While in Rome, they hadn't been able to communicate mentally. She still got snippets of his emotions and could feel his presence within her, but... it just hadn't felt right to be so far away. Like it was unnatural. Brazil was a hell of a lot further away than Italy. Would the connection be even weaker while he was there? Perhaps she had lived with it so long that it had become like a security blanket. Even though it was sometimes annoying or downright awful to have the vampire inside of her head all the time, there was still something to be said for always knowing where he was and having a feel for his mental state. The idea of that going away and her being shut off from him – even for a short period of time – was... disturbing. So disturbing that she didn't like thinking about it.

Pure white snowflakes gently came to rest upon her head and shoulders as she looked out at the moon just about the treeline. It was unusually large tonight, and stained a dark red color. A blood moon. Lovely and ominous. Maybe it was a warning, she thought. If she pushed aside her wonderings about the effect such a long distance would have on the connection, there was something else laying beneath. Syn couldn't put her finger on what it was, but she didn't like the feel of it.

She sensed the vampire's presence behind her just before she felt the soft weight of his chin on top her head. His red duster closed around her, adding another layer of warmth.

"You are unusually quiet tonight." he commented.

"Just moon gazing." She replied. When his arms slid around her waist to pull her back against him, she didn't resist. "I have a weird feeling."

Alucard hummed thoughtfully. "A bad feeling?"

Syn shook her head. "Not bad, just strange." she told him. "There's something out there... something important. I don't know what it is, but I feel it."

He didn't discredit the sensation or tell her she was being paranoid. Maybe he felt it too. She shivered, more from the thought than the cold.

"What time do you leave tomorrow?" she asked, changing the subject.

"Integra has arranged for us to depart just before sunset." his nose nuzzled behind her torn ear. "Don't leave the house while I'm away. No arguments."

Oh no. Syn had learned about that the hard way. She was going to listen this time.

"I wont." she replied.

She reached into her pocket and fingered the box she had gotten from Edmund as 'payment'. A few months ago, she might have found the whole idea of it incredibly stupid. Something to be avoided. But now... she had been through too much to care about how it might seem. She pulled it out of her pocket and held it up.

"Take this with you." she told him.

Alucard let her go to accept the box, and she turned to watch him open it. It was a burnished metal band engraved to match the ring he had given her. She had even been nice enough to request that it be made of platinum instead of silver.

"Brazil is a big vacation spot." she told him. "Pretty girls will be running around everywhere."

The vampire looked up from the box and smirked at her. "Still jealous, are you?"

"Possessive." she corrected. "If we're equals and you make such a big deal out of me belonging to you, then it goes both ways. That," she pointed to the ring. "Is to remind you of who you belong to. And to let all the women know that you're taken, since I won't be there to beat them off myself."

One of his brows rose elegantly and his eyes sparkled at her. "Are you laying claim to me now?"

She sniffed at him and turned back around. Stupid vampire. "Just wear the damn thing. It would make me feel better."

His deep chuckle washed over her ears and she felt his arms twine around her waist once more. "For you." he said, then held up his hands, now bare, so she could watch him slip the ring on his left hand. He pressed his face alongside hers. "Is there anything else my lady desires from me?"

She thought about it. "Does Integra need you for anything else tonight?"

"Not that I'm aware of." he replied.

Syn seriously hoped not. She didn't like being interrupted.

"It's cold out here, and it's getting late." she commented, then turned to glance at him. "Take me to bed."

He smiled. Not a devilish, mocking smirk, but a genuine smile.

"As the goddess wishes."
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