Integra flips through the stack of papers with a frown. She had to give the madman who created the mutants props for being so thorough. Every single detail of the process was written out.

"Are you sure this is all of it?" Integra asks.

Seras nods then grins down at the baby in her lap, "Your mama is a worry wort, isn't she?"

Katima giggles and Seras looks up at Integra with a smirk, "She agrees with me! Of course I'm sure. I destroyed the test subjects including the original mutant and Walter and David spent hours last night combing through their computers and servers to delete all the data. The only thing left is the harddrive David kept and the box of hard copies we brought you."

"I just don't want any of this to repeat." She holds up a paper and shakes it slightly, "If they had just waited a few more days those mutants would have healed as easily as us. Alucard couldn't have taken on Radu and those things too. The only thing that saved our asses was their impatience."

Seras shrugs a shoulder, "No sense fussing over what could have happened since it didn't. Besides, we would have found a way to beat them."

Seras lifts Katima from her lap then stands up and snatches the papers out of Integra's hands before depositing the baby in her arms, "Go back to the Penwood estate and relax. You may not get the chance to again once Alucard wakes up."

"Fine fine."

Seras stops at the end of the tunnel leading to what had once been the subway station.. Now it was just a crater, but that hadn't stopped the Rats from coming back to it. Every one of them could have gone home or found a new home. Instead they came here to honor the dead, to honor Jackson. The funeral earlier that night had been heartbreaking, though beautiful. A king's burial. She can still smell the smoke from the funeral pyre.

Looking up she can see a lone figure sitting on the edge of the crater. To human eyes all they would be able to see is a shadowy silhouette and glowing red eyes. She almost wished that was all she could see instead of those sorrow filled eyes. With a sigh she extends her wings and flies up to sit down beside the young vampire, then wraps an arm around David's shoulders as she looks down at the mass of people with their lit candles.

"He made quite an impact on everyone. Integra keeps finding things to fret over so she won't cry, but don't tell her I said that! How are you holding up?"

David looks down at the pistol in his hands and brushes his thumb over the name etched into the barrel, Edgar Kelly, Jackson's father. Had he died too young as well? Did he die a hero like Jackson?

"Sometimes okay, sometimes not."

Seras gently squeezes his shoulder, "It'll be like that for a while but eventually time will heal those wounds till only scars remain to remind us of what was lost, but it won't hurt so much anymore. Then one day even those scars will fade because someone else dared to love us."

David is quiet for a long moment then lets his head rest against her shoulder, "Who did you lose?"

Seras smiles faintly, "My parents when I was just a little kid."

"Walter made it better?"

Seras chuckles softly, "It started with Alucard and Integra, they gave me a home and family."

"A family you are very much a part of as well." Walter says as he walks over to sit down beside Seras.

Seras reaches out to lace her fingers with Walter's, "I thought you were going to be out for a while cleaning up the stray freaks."

"Dorin and the wolves that came with him are working on that while our people take time for a much needed rest."

Seras grins slightly, "Good, because I have some news for you."

Walter raises an eyebrow, "What sort of news?"

"Well, I had a pregnancy test done before the funeral." She grins at the way his eyes widen, "You're going to be a daddy."

David jumps slightly at the sudden squeal and looks over at the couple, then rolls his eyes, "If you're going to be all kissy face get a room!"

x*x

Alucard watches as the sun rises, casting its golden hue over the cloudy sky turning it a brilliant array of purples and pinks. Sunrise should have been a magical moment, but all the sun had ever brought him was heartache and now it was here again. Did he fail again?

Alucard jerks awake with a gasp then blinks up at the lid of his coffin. Well, this was a far cry from the sun. He sighs and reaches up to rub at his face. Damn dreams were always a problem. He can feel Integra close by and with a faint smile he reaches up to push the lid of the coffin aside and sits up. Whatever he may have said vanishes before it even reaches his lips.

He knew the room from the days of Integra's youth. It was the family den of the Penwoods, but something else stood out like a beacon. His lovely mate is reclined in a rocking chair smiling down at a giggling bundle in her arms.

Integra glances over at him, "Now that's a face I'm more familiar with. Shifted back in your sleep, hm?"

Alucard nods absently, his eyes still focused on the tiny babe wrapped in one of his shirts.

Integra chuckles softly and says to the baby, "I think it's about time you met your father."

Alucard reaches out with trembling hands when Integra steps over beside his coffin and holds the tiny creature out to him. Silence fills the room as the old vampire stares down at the little girl. His little girl.

Integra sits down on the edge of the coffin and drapes an arm around his shoulders, "Alucard….are you alright?"

"I...I thought she was dead. I couldn't hear the heartbeat anymore…"

Integra frowns slightly, "What are you talking about?"

"I could barely touch our bond while I was in Romania and I could hear her heartbeat too."

Integra smiles slightly and presses a kiss to his temple. No wonder he looked so shaken, "Maybe because you were using our bond and once she was born she was no longer connected to it?"

"Makes sense. What's her name?"

"Katima."

Alucard tucks the infant into the crook of his arm and reaches up with his free hand to carefully tug the shirt loose. A tiny hand immediately grabs at his finger. He smiles, but it fades to a look of concern when he sees his little girl's damaged arm.

"What happened?"

Integra shakes her head slightly, "She'll reform it soon as she's old enough to understand how I'm sure. Karen and Dan are what happened. He convinced her to kill me. The attack severed Katima's arm. So she's here a little early."

Alucard gently brushes his thumb over Katima's tiny fingers, "She's so small."

A smile lights up the chubby little face looking back at him before the infant yawns and turns to press her face into her father's coat.

Integra smiles slightly and reaches out to gently wipe the bloody tear from Alucard's cheek.

"She's so beautiful." Alucard whispers.

"That she is. How did your mission in Romania go? I'm assuming well since one of the alphas came here with you."

Alucard nods slightly, "Very well. All of the covens and packs from that side of the world are willing to sign a treaty as soon as Elliot is ready to present it."

"Who's this Elliot?"

"He's the master of the French coven. I didn't realize so many new covens have formed. It was only the Romanian ones."

"Dorin looks oddly familiar…"

Alucard grins slightly, "He should. He's Alina's father."

"I'll have to let her know he's here."

Alucard leans back in his coffin then reaches out to pull Integra down beside him and wraps an arm around her, "Now the question is what are you going to do once that treaty is signed?"

Integra lets her head rest against his shoulder as she reaches out to tuck the shirt around Katima, "I think...act as an enforcer. The leaders of the human nations won't sign unless they have some assurance that the paranormal won't be feasting on them every chance they get. I'll turn a blind eye if vampire or some such wants to make a snack out of some criminal, but the innocent shall remain unharmed."

Alucard chuckles, "You'll always be a knight I see."

x*x

Three Years Later…..

Integra chews on the end of her cigar as she watches the wide array of people mingle in the crater of the subway station. It had long since been cleaned up and at the Rats insistence turned into a memorial. She had set her foot down when they started in on building statues to honor Jackson and the vampires who fought for them. She really did not want to see a stone or brass copy of herself every time she came here. Instead they had settled on a plaque. Integra wanders over to a quieter corner where a few of her family had already gathered and takes a seat at the table Seras had chosen. They're quickly joined by another familiar face.

Alina lets out a relieved sighs as she slumps back in her chair, "Too many people in one place!"

Silver eyes turn to look at the newcomers as the tiny boy offers a bright smile. He may look just like Walter, but there was no mistaking that he has his mother's smile. With a smile of her own Integra reaches up to ruffle the toddler's unruly black hair.

"William doesn't seem to mind all these people one bit." Integra says.

Seras smiles down at her son, "Will likes the excitement. It helps that someone stops by occasionally and offers him some sweet bit from the buffet table."

Integra chuckles softly, "Advantage to only being half vampire I suppose, you can eat those tidbits. Katima was having none of that and wanted nothing to do with the people."

"Where is your tiny terror?" Alina asks.

Integra points across from them at Alucard with Katima perched on his shoulders, "With my big terror. Long as she's with him she's not fussy."

"Well yeah, daddy's are the protectors….usually." Seras gestures toward William, "Except with this one. When he's scared he cries for me, when he's ready to sleep it's all about daddy, and he just adores David."

"David does have a way with kids." Integra sighs, "Well, time to get this all settled."

Integra stands up and makes her way toward the middle of the station with Alina and Seras where a massive table had been erected. With a gentle mental push she quickly grabs everyone's attention and the loud murmur of several conversations going on at once stops.

"Some of you already know why you were summoned here today since you were a part of this from the beginning. For everyone else, I'll explain. It's not been long since our homes were invaded by a force of manufactured vampires led by Radu Dracul. They're invasion was far too easy and why? Because we are divided by our fear of human crusades to destroy us, our own dislike for other races, and so on. It's time that peace is a delusional fantasy, but we can form an alliance to keep the next threat from destroying everything we love. And there will be another one, there always will be."

"And what's to stop your kind from killing all of us? You've already proven our weapons are all but useless against you!"

Integra focuses her attention on the speaker. She's pretty sure he was the president of the United States, "My own family will be acting as peacekeepers to keep the balance between the paranormal and mortal nations stable. Alina has offered to do the same for your country. Believe it or not we don't want to destroy all human life. You deserve the right to live same as we do."

The man considers her words for a moment then nods and holds a hand out, "Give me a pen. I'm not fool enough to think our armies alone can protect us after what I saw."

Integra watches satisfied as one by one each nation from human to goblin sign the treaty. It wasn't going to perfect, she knew that, but at least it is a massive step toward creating a balance.

As the list of names on the treaty grows she doesn't fail to notice there's no signature from the Vatican, or more specifically Section XII. The invitation had been sent, but it's no surprise they didn't accept. One day that could be a problem.

After the station begins to empty Integra wanders over to the plaque hanging on the far wall protected by the overhang of the pavement above. It's almost hard to believe what they had been working toward is finally over. Strong arms wrap around her shoulders and she tilts her head back to look up at Alucard as she relaxes back against him, a warm smile curling her lips.

"We did it."

"Mmhmm."

"Did wha, mama?"

Integra chuckles softly as she reaches up to gently squeeze her daughter's shoeless foot. No telling where she had abandoned her shoes at, "I'll explain it all to you when you're a little older."

Her gaze drifts back to the gold plaque.

This memorial stands to remind all those living who stood up for us

In our darkest hour.

Let none forget the bravery and sacrifices

made by these individuals.

Integra Hellsing

Alucard

Seras Victoria

Walter Dornez

David Gabb

Jackson Kelly

The End

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