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

Syn was awestruck. Of all the times she had seen Seras fight during missions, she had never witnessed the girl wield so much raw power before. When they heard her screaming from downstairs, Alucard had phased up to the third floor, pulling her along with him. They had appeared just as she started drinking the Captain's blood. The redhead had no idea what had gone down before hand, but the police girl went from a battered, ripped up mess to killing machine in a matter of seconds. Alucard was so immensely proud of her, the feeling overwhelmed each and every one of her senses. It was almost like the No Life King had a moment of: 'That's my girl! Look at my baby go!'

But no matter how great Seras' massive leap forward in her vampiric development was, it didn't lessen the sting of the loss of Captain Bernadette. Shot to pieces and hit with a huge scythe blade... it was a wonder how he'd managed to get as far as he did. Maybe that was a display of just how much he cared for Seras. Pip had just given up his life for her. Several of the Geese moved forward to pull him out of the pool of blood. He deserved better than to be left laying there like a piece of meat. But as they were moving him, one of them noticed something.

"He's still alive!"

Syn gave a start. Still alive? If he was still alive, they might be able to save him. They managed to pull Pip back into the conference room. Edmund took one look at him and glanced over at the others.

"Someone call one of the medical teams!" he ordered. "They might be able to do something..."

"They won't get here fast enough." Alucard said plainly as he stepped inside. "He's lost too much blood."

Ed didn't look happy about that. "What are we supposed to do then? Just sit here and let him die?"

The vampire shot a look in the man's direction, then walked forward and knelt down next to the Captain. The mercenaries all got nervous.

"What is he doing..." someone whispered.

The redhead wanted to know the answer to that herself. It seriously looked like... he wouldn't do that, would he?

Alucard...?

He didn't respond to her mental question. The vampire simply leaned forward on his knees and brushed his fingers across Pip's forehead.

"Look at me Bernadette." he commanded firmly.

It was shocking that with the extent of his injuries, the man was able to do it. Maybe Alucard's touch had given him a little extra juice or something. The vampire's eyes studied him intently.

"You attempted to save my fledgling though you knew it would kill you." Alucard commented.

Pip's good eye blinked. "I couldn't leave 'er..." he rasped.

The vampire didn't make any snide comments about the statement. He just inclined his head, as if he understood. "Do you want to die this way?" he asked.

No fucking way. Syn thought. The Geese didn't understand what he was doing yet. But she did. When she exchanged a look of wonder with her cousin, he looked just as dumbstruck as she felt. And from the strange look on Pip's face, he caught the meaning of the vampire's words as well.

"I zhought..." Bernadette let out a deep, wet cough and blood welled up stain his lips. "I zhought you didn't like 'umans zhat gave up?"

Alucard's lips turned upwards slightly. "I don't like humans who take things they haven't earned." he replied. "I sense there's still some fight in you. Will you continue to fight, or will you lay down and die?"

That was when the others finally got it. The mercenaries whispered amongst themselves, sounding like they weren't sure what to think. The Captain blinked up at the vampire leaning over him, studying him.

"I'm a zoldier." he said at last. "I alwayz want to keep fighting." then he grimaced in pain. "I don't know about zhe whole being bitten again zhing zhough..."

The No Life King chuckled. "Seras has done most of the work here." he told him. "All that's left is for you to drink." he removed one of his gloves, and used a claw to slice into his wrist. He extended it out toward him. "The choice is yours."

Pip stared at the blood dripping freely from Alucard's wrist. Everyone held their breath, waiting. Syn was still flabbergasted by the whole thing. Alucard was very particular about the sort of people who could be turned. He felt it was a great honor that had to be earned. Something that only few humans had a strong enough force of will to deserve. For him to offer Pip the chance was an enormous show of respect on his part. He thought the man was worthy. Slowly, straining with the effort, Bernadette took hold of the vampire's arm and began to drink.

The first few moments were the most difficult. It looked like he didn't particularly like the taste of blood flowing into his mouth. But after those first seconds passed, something changed and he began drinking deeply, actually pulling on Alucard's arm as if trying to get more. His wounds started to heal, and it seemed he was getting stronger. It was a slow process, but it was noticeable enough to capture attention. The No Life King patiently allowed him to drink as much as he wanted until the wound on his wrist closed, then rose back up to his feet.

"I'm leaving." he said, then looked at Syn. See that he keeps drinking. He'll need the blood to heal himself.

The redhead studied him for a long moment, then nodded. She could do that.

The vampire turned on his heel to leave. "Take off that eye patch of yours, Bernadette." he said over his shoulder, not turning around. "You won't need it anymore."

Pip stared at Alucard's back as he disappeared, then sat up and slowly pulled off his eye patch. His transformation had regenerated his eye. Looking shocked, he pushed his bangs up out of his eyes and blinked around, getting used to having a full range of vision again.

" 'oly 'ell..."

One of his men cleared their throat. "Captain... are you... okay?"

Bernadette looked over at him. "I'm fine. Juzt... different."

He tried to push himself up off the floor, but immediately stumbled and fell back to his knees. His injures weren't completely healed and he was still weak. Syn jumped forward and grabbed his shoulders to steady him.

"Slow down." she instructed. She wasn't sure how a vampiric transformation affected a person, but it surely would take some getting used to. She looked around at the others. "Blood. He needs blood." she focused on Stevens. He and the Captain were friends. "Go down to the medical wing and fill up a cooler."

He blinked at Pip, then nodded and ordered one of the others to come with him. As they ran down the hall to do what they were told, the redhead glanced back at Bernadette.

"I think Alucard just adopted you."

He snorted. "Well zhats reazzuring." he said, then went still. " 'ey, zhis doezn't mean Seras iz my zister now, doez eet? I mean, I've done a lot of zhings een my life, but I'm not into inzest..."

Syn would have laughed out loud if he didn't actually look worried about it. So she suppressed the urge and just gave him an amused grin.

"I don't think it works that way." she reassured him.

Bernadette let out a sigh of relief and slumped. "Zhank God. Zhat would be awful."

She stifled down her laughter a second time, then sobered as she realized they were still in the middle of a serious situation. She glanced at her cousin.

"What do we do now?"

Ed sat down on the floor and glanced over at the boxes of supplies they had been going through during the fire fight. They looked almost empty.

"I think we have enough ammunition to hold the house if they come at us again." he replied. "We'll have to move it up here from the supply rooms downstairs."

He paused and looked out toward the hallway. They couldn't see any of the windows from inside the conference room, but it seemed like he was trying to picture the city in his mind. They could still hear the faint bomb sirens going off in the distance.

"Integra's out there alone..." he whispered, then shook his head and looked back at Syn. "The military wont be able to handle this. We should split up. A garrison should stay here to hold the house, and the rest go out into the city to fight off whatever is out there."

"What about supplies, Ed?" the redhead questioned. "We don't have enough here to split them up for two groups..."

"You can take the transport tunnels to the factory." he told her. "We keep a full set held back in case of an emergency. I think this qualifies. The portable cannons for the trucks are in the back supply room. You should get those too."

The transport tunnels he was talking about were one of the security measures they started working on after the Valentine brothers' attack. There were miles of them built underground with various exit points throughout the city. Using them meant not having to worry about fighting traffic when responding to missions. They had recently been completed, and they hadn't had a need to use them before now.

"You're staying?" she asked, taking note of the fact he was giving her instructions on what to do, rather than including himself.

Edmund took a deep breath. "Integra's not here. Someone has to stay to keep everything here held together."

She nodded, then glanced up at the doors when Stevens and the man he had taken with him came back with the cooler of blood she asked for. They cracked it open and Pip started drinking. She had no idea how much blood he would need to finish healing himself, but it was better to have too much than not enough.

"Okay, so we go out into the city..." she paused and shot Ed a glance. "You think you can keep an eye on him?" she asked, nodding toward Pip.

He nodded. "I can do that."

"Now wait a goddamn minute!" Bernadette exclaimed, jerking the blood pack he was guzzling down away from his mouth. "You're not zending my boys out zhere wizhout me! I'm going."

"You're still healing!" Syn told him, then looked over at Stevens. "You're the lieutenant here. Tell him."

The man opened his mouth, but Pip immediately stopped him.

"Ztand down, Stevens." he snapped. "I'm zhe commanding offizer 'ere. Zhey take orders from me." he looked at the redhead seriously. "I'm going. I want a piece of zheir filthy arzes. Don't make me 'urt you to do eet eizher. I don't want to get on Alucard's bad zide on zhe firzt day."

She blinked at him. Would he really be able to fight so soon? But he did have a point. The Wild Geese were under his command, and if she got them pissed enough at her for not listening to their Captain, they might not listen to her. She wasn't cut out for commanding troops anyway. She was a gunsmith and occasional hunter – not a soldier. She looked over at her cousin and saw from his expression he wasn't going to get involved in the argument. It was Pip's call, not theirs. She sighed.

"Fine." she said at last. "But we bring the blood with us, and you keep drinking. I'm not going to have Alucard pissed at me for letting you get killed as a newborn."

With the decision made, Bernadette finished the blood pack he had been drinking – his third so far – and they separated into two groups. The team that would be heading out to the city loaded up what gear they had into the Grizzlies, then followed Syn's motorcycle through the underground tunnels. Edmund's factory was located on the outskirts of the opposite side of London. The industrial section. When they got above ground again, the sight was astonishing. The city was bathed in flames from the bombs that had been dropped upon it. The sirens wailed louder here, and they could hear large masses of people screaming over the explosions ringing out through the air. The redhead got the men inside the factory to grab the stocked ammo, helped load up the portable rail gun cannon into the Grizzly they had left open for it, then jumped back on her bike to ride out toward where the gates of hell had burst open.

So our favorite pervy Captain isn't dead! YAY! ~cough~ since he didn't really die in the series either, I thought it was perfectly acceptable for him to get a slight upgrade. At least this way he doesn't have to be inside Seras all the time...

Pip: 'ey! I like being inzide Seras!

Rhian: Okay... that was a little too much information.

Pip: ~blinks~ What? All I zaid waz...

Rhian: Dude, just stop before Seras slaps the shit out of you. ~points at her coming toward them with a scary look~ She's coming this way.

Pip: Oh zhit! ~jumps and runs away~ I didn't mean eet zhat way!
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