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CHAPTER FOUR

Sophie’s relationship with Alucard was unusual, but understandable. Sophie and Integra had known each other for years, back in the days when George Ernest Mayhew, Sophie’s father had worked for Arthur Hellsing. The Hellsing mansion was filled with the sound of children’s laughter, as Sophie became a regular at the estate.
After Integra’s father died, Alucard became Integra’s protector and servant. Integra viewed the relationship between them as little more than just that. Sophie, however, did not see him in this way. She was fascinated with him from the first time she met him, and was in awe at Integra’s new ‘bodyguard’. Alucard was, of course, flattered at being her object of fascination, it fed his ego. Alucard had found in Sophie what he couldn’t find in Integra; an avid fan. He enjoyed seeing his transformations astound the wide-eyed teen, and took pleasure in ingratiating her morbid curiosity in him. Sophie was drawn to him; she may have been only thirteen, but he was handsome, mysterious, and more than a little deadly.

Sophie knocked on the door of Integra’s office. ‘Enter.’ Said the agitated voice behind it. She opened it, and looked across the room at the thin female frame of Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing. She was still writing out paper work, most of it generated by Alucard’s trigger-happiness, and still hadn’t looked up. She had a cigar in her mouth, and a hard-working expression on her face. She frowned, however, as she noticed that the person entering the room had not spoken, nor approached her desk. She looked up to the door. Her eyes widened a touch, and her cigar dropped from her lips, sending embers scattering across the table.

For perhaps the first time in her life, Integra was speechless.

‘Sir Integra,’ said Sophie amusedly, ‘do I have to bow?’

Integra stubbed out the cigar which had burned a hole through her papers, stood up and walked round to the front of the desk. ‘Sophie, my friend,’ she spoke softly, ‘you need not bow to me.’

‘I must say I was impressed to hear you had been knighted? I mean, the first woman to have the title ‘Sir’. That’s really something.’

‘I suppose they thought ‘Dame Integra Hellsing’ wouldn’t suit me.’ Said Integra with the faintest glimmer of what could be called a smile. ‘For what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?’

‘Well, your agents arrested me earlier.’

‘They did what?’ said Integra, angered. ‘Of all the…’

‘It’s okay, Integra. I saw the funny side.’

‘I take it you’re the woman Seras brought in for questioning at the mall.’

‘The very same.’

‘I thought you were in America.’

‘Well, I was, with some outfit in California run by a librarian. But you know me…’

‘I know you, you work alone.’

‘Always have.’

‘Always will?’

Sophie spotted the implication of the question.

‘Integra, you know I owe you so very much for what you did for me.’
‘You don’t owe me anything, Sophie.’

‘I can’t work for you.’

‘I know.’

‘I can’t work for anyone,’ Sophie rolled her eyes, ‘remember how many jobs I got sacked from after I left school?’

‘I just wanted you to know, the offer still stands. If ever you want to reconsider, I mean.’

‘I appreciate it.’

‘So what brought you back to England? Surely not the weather.’ Sophie saw through the window that it had begun to rain. She laughed to herself.

‘No, business as usual, I’m afraid.’

‘Oh?’ Integra raised an eyebrow. ‘I take it you have bigger dealings than taking down a mall full of adolescent vampires, then.’

‘Oh, that was just a distraction. I have much more pressing matters at hand.’

The heart and head of the target exploded in a shower of scorched paper. It was followed by a second, and it too quickly met the same fate. Alucard smiled to himself and reloaded his Jackal.

‘Master?’

‘Yes, police girl.’ Irritated by the interruption to his fun – it was just fun to Alucard, he really didn’t need to practise – he looked impatiently at Seras in the lane next to him. She loaded her pistol and aimed at the target. She spoke.

‘Tell me who Sophie is?’ she fired the pistol. The target’s arm perforated.

‘She’s an old friend of my master.’ Blam. Another target reduced to confetti.

‘I gathered that, Master.’ She fired again, this time the targets other arm was hole punched. ‘mean, well, I don’t really know what I’m trying to say. I guess…’

‘I suggest you try later when you do know what you’re asking. I don’t understand you sometimes, Police Girl.’ Alucard fired again, obliterating another target, and became bored. It was much better when they were real.

‘I guess what I mean is – were you and Sophie…’ she raised an eyebrow to imply something which Alucard could not figure out.

‘Were we what?’

‘You know… did you two… go out?’

‘Of course we went out. No one likes to stay cooped up inside all the time. What a stupid thing to ask me.’

It was still lost on Alucard. He really hadn’t learned popular colloquialisms.

Seras rolled her eyes impatiently.

‘I mean, were you and Sophie ever… romantically involved?’
Alucard looked at her in wide eyed amusement. And laughed.

‘Oh, Police Girl, what ever made you think that?’

‘Well, the way you were with her when she saw you today. I’ve never seen you let someone hug you before.’ She blushed a little as she said, ‘I though it was… sweet.’

Alucard turned the gun on Seras. She had the expression of a rabbit caught in headlights.

‘Tell me you will never call me ‘sweet’ again…’

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