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Hellsing - Blood Heritage	By : fallenangellet Category: Hellsing > General Views: 20212 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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I don't own Hellsing, and I'm not making any money from this.

As predicted, when the other knights found out about Mihnea, they were furious. Even after hearing that the Queen had given her approval, Sir Irons and Sir Pentwood still came to the manor to look into things personally. Syn had filled Integra in on the conversation she had with Her Majesty so when the two men showed up, the knight called her into her office to talk to them. Syn could understand why Sir Irons was there. The head of the Round Table Conference had a reason. Sir Pentwood's presence was a complete mystery to her. Maybe it had something to do with him being an old friend of the family and being on better terms with Integra than the other knights. But they wanted her to bring the baby into the room so they could see him. Syn drew back like a snake the moment she heard it. She didn't care what the reason was. The other knights didn't like the idea of him being alive, so they were not getting near her son. Knowing that she had royal approval to stand up for herself made it a lot easier for the redhead to put her foot down.

"I understand your reluctance, Miss Newsom, but you have no choice in the matter." Sir Irons told her. "It is absolutely necessary that we see the child for ourselves to determine whether or not he is dangerous."

"Her Majesty has already seen him, so it is not necessary." she said firmly. "And what, exactly, are you worried about a six month old doing to you?"

Sir Pentwood cleared his throat nervously. "He was made from that monster..."

"He was also made from me." Syn reminded him. "He is my son, and that monster is his father. And a damn good one, too."

The head of the Round Table conference was getting impatient with her. That's fine, the redhead thought. Let them get pissed. She wasn't budging on this.

"I will remind you that we are knights sworn to protect the best interests of this country's people." he told her, giving her a serious look. "When you are given an order, you obey it."

That made her see red. They expected her to blindly obey them simply because they were knights and she wasn't? Oh, hell no.

"I will remind you sir, that Sir Integra is a knight as well, and I work for her. I'm working to protect this country just as much as you are, so don't you dare try to use a title to make me out to be lesser than you. There are only two people in this world I take orders from – Sir Integra and the Queen. And Her Majesty has already pointedly told me that I don't have to put up with your bullshit." Syn crossed her arms over her chest. "None of you are getting anywhere near my son."

Much to her surprise, Sir Irons actually looked impressed. He was still pissed at her for not doing what he wanted, but it looked like he respected her more for standing up to him. At his side, Sir Pentwood swallowed and looked at the lady knight observing calmly from her desk.

"You're going to allow this, Sir Integra?" she asked.

The woman arched a brow. "When Her Majesty makes a decision, it is considered final. I believe Miss Newsom has every right to refuse further examinations of her child."

Sir Irons looked at her pointedly. "The other members of the Round Table are not happy with you for going over their heads with this matter, Sir Integra. This is a dangerous game you're playing."

Integra smiled, not the least bit intimidated. "I am in the business of hunting monsters. I believe I've proven on multiple occasions that I'm quite skilled at playing dangerous games." she lit up a cigar and leaned back in her desk chair. "The other knights can think what they like. Protocol dictates that grievances with fellow Round Table members are to be taken up with Her Majesty's royal court. They are free to do so if they feel it's necessary. Now, if there's nothing further, gentlemen, I have a lot of paperwork to do, and my munitions expert has work of her own to get back to."

She had made a point that couldn't be argued with. Since Mihnea had already been given legitimacy by the Queen, there was no way any of them could complain to her about Sir Integra's actions. It would be a waste of their time and effort. The two knights went on their way. The moment they were gone, Syn let out a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding.

"Thank you, sir." she said gratefully.

"Not at all." Integra replied, waving her off. "The world of politics is never very pleasant. They'll get over it eventually. They always do."

Thankfully, they wouldn't have to deal with the entire Round Table until the holidays were over. Integra had already reported the most important information gleaned from the mission in Brazil. Millennium seemed to follow a pattern with their attacks. They would strike hard, then retreat back for a length of time, as if watching to see what would happen. Since Alucard had learned nothing that indicated an imminent attack, it was decided that a formal meeting on the matter would be held after Christmas. Apparently, even the most hardened of the conference members cared enough about the spirit of the season to want to take a break.

Syn's break would have to come much later than everyone else's. There was a lot of stuff to get done before Christmas. It would have been horrendously overwhelming if she didn't have shadows at her disposal. Now that Alucard was back at the manor, she could use them to do three, four, or even five things at a time. Everything went so much faster that way. And it impressed the hell out of the master vampire too. Only a week before, he had randomly popped into her office to find her putting her shadows to work as little helpers. He had been so pleased to see her inventive uses for them that the redhead quickly found herself pinned on top of her desk, doing things that a desk was not designed to be a part of. They were going to have to talk about that. She didn't like the idea of Alucard dragging her into something 'carnal' while Mihnea was in the room. She didn't care if he was asleep and didn't know what was happening. It was too weird.

Of course, the holiday season coming upon them also meant a lot of decorating and shopping trips. Syn already knew exactly what she was giving everyone, so she didn't have to fuss around too much. Even Alucard had a present, even if it was a little weird and quirky. But she still had to go out and get some of them, so hunting down a shopping partner was in order.

Seras jumped at the chance.

"Sooo... what are you getting master?" the girl prodded as the walked through one of the malls in the city.

Syn used her fingers to make the motion of zipping her lips closed. "Not telling."

The draculina made a face. "Oh, come on! I won't tell him anything..."

"I'm not worried about you telling, I'm worried about him snooping around in your brain and finding out."

"Oh... gotcha." she said, understanding her meaning, but not really happy about it. "I can't even get a hint?"

The redhead thought about it. A hint wouldn't give too much away.

"Okay, fine." she said. "There are two. One is practical, and the other one... isn't so practical. That's all I can say." she shot the girl a sideways glance. "What are you getting our favorite Captain?"

Seras sighed. "I honestly have no idea." she admitted. "He's not exactly an easy person to buy for."

Syn hummed thoughtfully. "You know, you could just give him a picture of yourself naked. He'd love it."

The police girl immediately stopped walking and stared at her in horror, her mouth hanging wide open. The redhead thought it was so adorable she couldn't help but laugh.

"It was a joke." she reassured her.

"Jesus, Syn, don't do that to me!" the draculina exclaimed. "You're as bad as master. That sounds like something he would say."

Did it? Maybe she was picking things up from him. As they entered one of the many stores to look around, a prickle of awareness fluttered through her mind.

Torturing my fledgling, are you? Alucard's amused voice questioned in her head.

Jesus Christ in heaven, what did the damn vampire want? She couldn't even go shopping without him popping in to see what she was doing.

I'm busy with something. She sent out to him. Go away.

But little goddess, my police girl is thinking such interesting thoughts I simply can't help noticing. His voice purred to her. What is this 'not so practical' gift you're planning on giving me?

Syn paused in her rifling through a rack of clothes and narrowed her eyes. See? That's exactly why I didn't tell her anything. I knew you'd go snooping around.

It can hardly be called 'snooping' when she projects her thoughts so loudly. The vampire replied.

She had to fight not to roll her eyes. She knew good and damn well Alucard could tune out his fledgling's thoughts and not listen to them. He did it all the time. He was snooping and making excuses for it.

Alucard, do you understand that the whole point of giving someone a present is for it to be a surprise?

You could tell me now, and I'll act surprised when I open it.

Dear god, the man was over 500 years old, and he still acted like a toddler. And his whole 'I'll act surprised when I open it' routine was all well and good, except for the fact that her presents weren't exactly the sort of things you could wrap up in a box. There would be no opening involved. She moved on from the rack of clothes to look at some items on a set of shelves.

Stop acting like a four year old. She thought to him. My lips are sealed.

She felt the rush of his amusement, and heard his dark, suggestive chuckle in her mind. I can fix that.

In her mind's eye, Syn got a vivid picture of just how he'd go about unsealing her lips. Seras was holding up a couple of different scarves, asking for her opinion, when she noticed her expression change.

"Syn? Are you okay?" she asked her.

The gunsmith shook her head to clear it of the mental image Alucard had sent to her. "I'm fine." she replied. "Your master is being a pervert."

"Oh." the draculina said, then paused as the words sank in. "Oh. Sorry."

The redhead assured her it was fine, then turned her attention inward a final time.

I am not playing this game with you, Alucard. She told him. You're just going to have to suck it up and wait like everyone else.

She quickly put up a mental block before the vampire could make a snarky comment about her use of the word 'suck'. With him out of the way, she and Seras returned to their shopping.

It took some time for the police girl to find something she liked for everyone, but they finally got back to the manor with their arms loaded down with bags. The two women holed up in Syn's office to get everything wrapped up in suitably festive paper. The redhead was almost sorry she didn't have a present for Alucard that could be wrapped. It would be funny as hell to see him get a box covered in paper with santa clauses and reindeer all over it. They made sure they everything was properly labeled, then took them down to the grand Christmas tree set up in the sitting room. Each box was carefully stacked beneath it, then Syn headed down to the dungeons to get some sleep. It had been a long day.

When she got downstairs and stepped into the room she shared with the No Life King, she found him sitting on his throne feeding Mihnea a bottle of his blood/formula mixture. The baby's eyes were heavy lidded, like he was about to fall asleep. Syn understood perfectly. She felt the same way herself. She half expected the vampire to pick up where she had cut him off at the mall, but all of his attention was on the child in his arms. He didn't even glance in her direction when she walked past him. Huh. she thought. Maybe he had finally given it up.

The redhead had just gotten comfortable and was starting to drift when she felt Alucard slide into bed with her. He must have gotten Mihnea to sleep and put him to bed. The vampire slid an arm around her shoulders and pulled her over so her head lay on his chest. He was in one of his cuddling moods. That was perfectly fine with her, as long as he let her sleep. Her hair tickled her skin as he pressed his lips against her ear.

"So about this present of yours..."

Syn's eyes snapped open. "Damn it Alucard! I said I'm not telling you, and I mean it!"

Yes, I realize that the seasonal chapters are coming up during the wrong time of year. But I thought that if I waited until Christmas to post the Christmas chapters, I'd have a bunch of people trying to kill me. So here's to celebrating Half-Christmas a month early! ~throws confetti into the air and blows a noisemaker~
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