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

Alucard could not die. He couldn't. He and Syn were a mated pair. Neither of them could really die unless they were killed at the same time. The redhead was still up and breathing, so he had to come back. He had to.

She kept running all the reasons he couldn't be truly gone through her head, but none of them really gave her comfort. He still lay there like a corpse. Nothing she said to him got a reaction. She tried being mean. He had that weird fetish for seeing her get upset. She screamed at him and got nothing. She tried hitting him and that didn't work either. Finally, she just slumped down and pressed her face down next to his where she had pulled it into her lap.

"Alucard, you can't do this. Not now." she told him, her voice broken and strained with all the tears running down her face. "You told me once you were never a man, even when you were human. You're a monster, and only a man can kill a monster. If you die this way, you're saying these bastards were men, and they're not. You can't give them that."

The vampire didn't move. There was nothing there.

"You can't leave me here by myself!" she went on, shaking him again. "It's not time yet! We have a son. I can't raise him alone. There are things you'll have to teach him. Pip's just become a vampire, and I can't show him how to use his powers. Seras still needs you. Integra's going to get married. You have to be there to torture her about it. Come back, God damn it!"

There was still nothing.

To their right, the Deux ex Machina exploded into an enormous fireball. Syn didn't see it. Integra and the vampires came down from the sky and landed just a few feet away. She didn't notice them either until Seras came running up and fell to her knees beside them. The redhead looked up, haunted and completely shattered.

"I don't know what to do..."

Integra came over as well, and both of them looked they didn't know what to do either. So all of them just talked, and hoped something would eventually get through.

Because Alucard couldn't die. He had to come back.

The No Life King was held suspended, surrounded by a mass of lives and souls that weren't his own, unable to distinguish what was his from what wasn't. The essence of himself was so scattered amongst them that he didn't know where or who he was anymore. But strangely enough, there were memories. Pieces of his past that still remained. Those things, he knew.

His pride had always been his downfall. Alucard was rarely defeated. It had only happened twice in his long lifetime. And both times, the sunrise had been there to bear witness. He should have known when he saw the sun coming up that he would be struck down again. That simple, beautiful sight that he never took time to appreciate was always the herald of his death.

Through all the confusion, his ears picked out the sound of voices. They were far away and difficult to discern, but he heard them. They were different from the souls he was surrounded by. Those were lifeless things that made no sound of their own. These other voices had life in them. As he struggled to pay attention and try to discern what they were saying, he found that they were familiar to him. He wasn't sure why or how he knew them, but knowing them made him want to listen all the more.

Only a man can kill a monster. If you die this way, you're saying they're men.

It was a woman's voice. He was the monster she spoke of. Had it been a fellow monster who had killed him? That couldn't be right. He had always been defeated by men. He couldn't allow himself to be killed by a monster...

It's not time yet. You have responsibilities to take care of first. We have a son you have to teach. Your fledglings need you. Integra still needs you...

Other memories started coming back. Not distant memories of the past, but more recent ones. Seras... she had finally accepted her place and become a true draculina. It had been a marvelous thing to see. He was so proud... That human Captain she was so smitten with had shown a noble heart. He was willing to die for her. Only a few hours after being turned, he was already up and fighting. He would be something to watch once he got a few years of experience under his belt. Integra... the little girl who had woken him up and stared him down with such defiance in her young eyes... she had grown up into a remarkably strong woman. His beloved master had finally found her match. Someone he actually approved of. He had a son... Mihnea was small yet, but he would grow and be powerful in his own right. He had already survived so much... yes, he would be strong. Perhaps even stronger than him one day. With his face and his mother's eyes...

His mother. Syn. The fiery little girl who refused to die. The woman who wasn't afraid to insult him to his face. The one person who's touch gave him peace. She thought their mating had been one sided. That she was made stronger, while he just got her. She herself had proven it untrue, though she probably didn't realize it. She had taught him things he didn't know. Gave him power he couldn't have gained without her. The little goddess with blood colored hair, emerald eyes, and a spirit that could withstand anything.

She was crying. They all were. Alucard found that strange. In more than five centuries no one ever cried for him. Not even as a human had he inspired tears of grief. He was something to be fought and overcome, not missed or mourned.

Please don't leave me.

The words were different and the phrases unique, but each of his women were making the same plea. Don't leave, come back. His master, his servant, and his mate. Each shed tears, and each wanted him him to return to them. The kind of yearning plea that only a woman could make. Soft, yet impossible to ignore. And he had three of them doing it at once. One of them was the descendant of his greatest human foe. What wouldn't he give to see Abraham VanHelsing's face if he knew his great-granddaughter was crying over him? The man was probably rolling over in his grave.

Slowly, he gathered up enough strength to begin searching through the mess around him. Pushing aside the things that weren't his, and clinging to what was. Slowly, he worked toward piecing his own soul together again.

Syn was finally reduced to making promises she never would have considered making when the vampire was alive. She'd do whatever he wanted the moment he asked. She'd never call him names again. She'd never get mad and threaten to kill him again.

But then she felt something. She went still and sucked in a breath of disbelief when she sensed it inside of her chest. His soul fragment wasn't gone. It was extremely faint, only an ember, but it was definitely there.

But you're so beautiful when you get angry.

Holy shit. She thought. Alucard's voice was weak and struggling, but she heard it. Hope welled up within her, and Seras and Integra noticed her change of expression. They both looked at her.

"He's talking." she whispered, then turned inward. Alucard?

There was the tiniest of movements, only a twitch really, then the vampire's eyes cracked open. They were bleary and had a faraway, confused look in them, but they were open.

"Coffin..."

All of them blinked and stared down at him. He actually said something out loud. Integra's head jerked up.

"Seras! Run back home and get his coffin." she ordered. "Fast."

The draculina jumped up immediately and flew off.

The mercenaries who had come to the fight in London got the trucks loaded up and prepared to leave. Once Seras got back with Alucard's coffin, they had to help lift him while he pulled himself inside. He was too weak to move around very far on his own. Once they got the lid down, Syn commanded the box to crawl into the Grizzly that had the most room available. Alucard was still out of it, but she could feel his mental proddings. It seemed that it took too much effort to come up with actual words, but she could tell he wanted her to stay close to him. So as they drove down into the tunnels to get back to the manor, the redhead made sure to keep a hand on his coffin. It wasn't as strong a connection as it would have been if she were actually touching him, but he could feel it.

Thankfully, when they got back to the house, they learned that it hadn't been attacked a second time. Edmund had gotten the group of Geese there organized into clean up teams, and the medical staff that remained out were tending to the wounded. They took over looking after the injured from the battlefield. He'd also gotten messages into the panic rooms that they would be let out as soon as Integra could get back home. Apparently, some of the men who had been in London had sent a message back that the fight was over.

The moment Integra stepped out of the Grizzly she had ridden in, Ed took one look at her and freaked smooth out.

"Holy fucking shit, Integra, what happened to you!" he exclaimed. He was yelling at a doctor to come over before the knight could open her mouth to respond.

"I'm fine." she said, waving him off.

"You are not fine!" he protested. "Your eye..."

"It's just a flesh wound, Edmund. I'll live." she told him. "There are more serious injuries that need to be tended to. I can wait."

Ed didn't look happy about it, but Integra was the boss. No matter what their relationship was, he never stepped in the way of that. He looked over as the coffin crawled out of another truck with Syn staying close to it.

"We need blood." she told him. "A lot of blood."

He stared at her wounded shoulder, then looked back down at the coffin. "What happ..." he began, but the redhead cut him off.

"They poisoned him. I don't know how long it's going to take for him to come back, but he needs blood, and I want it right damn now!" she snapped.

Edmund blinked, then sent one of the guys on clean up duty to go fetch it.

It took time, but the manor eventually returned to a certain level of order. Edmund managed to keep everything organized and directed while they were gone. When the worst of the men's injuries were taken care of and the most serious cases stabilized, Integra got her eye looked at. No major veins or arteries were hit, but the eye itself was beyond repair. She'd never regain the ability to see out of it again and would have to wear an eye patch for the rest of her life.

"You know, zince I don't need eet anymore, you could uze mine." Pip offered.

Integra blinked at him. "With all due respect, Captain, I'm not about to put that thing on my face not knowing where it's been." she paused half a moment, then inclined her head. "But the gesture is appreciated."

It was a small bit of humor to lighten the heavy weight that surrounded them. The knight got bandaged up, then went around the house with Edmund to release the civilian employees from the panic rooms. Syn stayed with Alucard to make sure he drank. There was no telling how much blood he would need to get over this, but she intended to stay to ensure he got it. Seras remained with her as well. The lid was pulled off of his coffin, but the vampire remained inside. The redhead had to crawl into it to pull his head up into her lap so they could get the blood down his throat. He was still holding on, but was so tired and weak he was barely conscious. As the other employees who had been hidden away began coming in, absorbing the wealth of damage the house had sustained, they joined in with the clean-up efforts. Syn's head shot up when she caught sight of Rebecca out of the corner of her eye. The girl had always been understandably nervous when Alucard was around, but she knew he was Mihnea's father. When she saw him laying in the redhead's arms looking half dead, she gasped.

"Oh Miss..." she whispered. "I'm so sorry. Will he... be okay?"

"I don't know." she replied honestly, then looked over at her son. He was asleep. "How did he do in there?"

Rebecca glanced down at the baby in her arms. "He was fine, Miss. Stayed quiet the whole time, even with all the noise..." she paused and gave her an odd look. "I swear, sometimes it seems like he understands what's going on. I thought he would scream the whole time you were gone."

The redhead nodded. He was like that. He didn't like being left alone, but he probably sensed something was serious if there was fighting going on outside the room he was in. She glanced down at Alucard.

"I don't know how long this is going to take." she told her. "I'll take the baby when I can, but I have to stay close..."

Rebecca understood that. "Of course Miss. You take as much time as you need. We'll be fine." she replied. "I can stay near wherever you are so I can bring him to you when you have time."

Syn appreciated that. Alucard needed her to stay with him, but she was still a mother. She couldn't just drop her son. She figured they should probably stay on the upper floors until the vampire got back to himself. Rebecca shouldn't have to stay down in the sub-levels, and if something happened... well, it was best they stay close to people and a steady blood supply. She couldn't let herself think of anything else.

Alucard flitted in and out of consciousness for weeks. He slept most of the time, regaining his strength. When Syn woke him up, he remained awake just long enough to guzzle down the blood she gave him. When he finally started staying awake for longer periods of time, it was apparent his mind wasn't completely back to where it had once been. He knew who she was and when Mihnea was there, he recognized him as well. Aside from those two things, everything else was variable. Sometimes he knew where he was, and sometimes he didn't. He occasionally recognized Seras and Integra, but sometimes it looked like he had to struggle to figure out who they were. It was almost like he knew he should know them, but couldn't exactly place them. And he was so quiet... he didn't brood, but he just... didn't talk much. Saying only a handful of words when directly spoken to and that was it. His nightmares came back and he didn't sleep well unless Syn was touching him. There were a couple of instances where someone came into the room when she wasn't right next to him, and the vampire would freak out. It was almost like he was mentally back in that place when he was first captured and experimented on. The redhead had to stay close enough for him to reach out and touch, and talk to him to get him to calm down. She told him stories to pass the time. Things he hadn't been present for. Things he had missed. With each passing day, he seemed more like himself, but it took so much time...

Then, one night, she was curled up with him inside his coffin, half asleep with his head pressed against her chest. For some reason, being able to hear her heartbeat was soothing to him.

"I'm starting to worry about you, little goddess. You've been in this coffin with me for weeks now, and you haven't once called me an evil bastard."

Syn blinked and raised her head. He hadn't made any comments about her temper, or called her 'little goddess' since that first time on the streets of London. She swallowed carefully.

"You haven't been acting like one." she replied.

"Ah." he said, sounding amused for the first time in forever. "I'll have to fix that."

Holy hell, that sounded like something he would say when he was normal. She held her breath.

"Alucard?"

"I certainly hope you think it's me." he drawled. "I wouldn't be very happy if you crawled in here thinking it was someone else."

That was definitely her vampire. Snarky and everything. But she had to be sure.

"What's your master's name?"

"Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing."

"Who's your fledgling?"

"Seras Victoria." he replied. "And I suppose that damn frog, Bernadette as well."

Yeah, he was definitely back to himself. The redhead wrapped her arms around him and squeezed. She could almost start crying, she was so happy.

"Thank God!" she said. "You scared the hell out of me!"

"Why?"

Syn blinked and pulled back. The lid of the coffin was up, so there was light enough to see his face. He actually looked curious.

"Why?" she repeated. "Why? I watched you die, idiot! You lost your goddamn mind and thought you were invincible. I told you to stop absorbing everything!" she punched him in the shoulder. "Why didn't you listen to me?"

"I told you I was sorry." he reminded her.

Yes, she thought. He had. And Alucard never said he was sorry for anything.

"I should never have come up with that summoning up souls thing." she said resolutely. "We're never doing that again."

Then Alucard made the most beautiful sound she hadn't heard from him in ages. He laughed.
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