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Seras ran over the roofs of the Hellsing manor and smiled at the feeling that the rushing wind gave her. After the last days’ events, being outside in the silence of the night was a relief. To be honest, there had been a lot less shouting than she had expected, but the atmosphere was so tense that it made her head hurt.
A baby. A Hellsing one. She was not even sure about how she felt about it. A part of her was very giddy and already planning nursery color patterns, but was it even fair to feel that way because having a child around would make her happy? It was a hard life to come into. And there was no way to know of what… characteristics he or she would have. How had it even happened? Although the Frenchman had suggested many hypothesis and seemed quite more interested about the mechanics of the act than anything, she knew better than to ask.
Her thoughts came to a halt when she saw her Master standing in one of the balconies. Through the whole ordeal, she had not really talked to him, and his lack of response to what Integra had announced was strange. Perhaps they had talked about it in private, but still his apparent apathy was too confusing. She felt like she ought to talk to him about it.
She walked to him and started talking casually, as there was no point in introducing herself since he always knew when she was around. “So, Master, how do you feel about the news?”
He kept staring forward into the distance, not bothering to look at her. “Should I feel any particular way, Police Girl?”
Again with that. So much for having used her real name a couple of times. She tried to read his facial expression. “Most… men would feel in one way or another about finding out that they will be fathers, regardless of whether they are technically alive or not. Or about keeping the child…”
Alucard sighed audibly. “What is there for me to say? This is Integra’s choice to make, not mine. Who am I to tell her what to do about such a matter?”
“But still, are you not at least surprised? It is a very unlikely occurrence…”
“I have been a bringer of death for centuries. Perhaps it is due time that I am part of life’s cycle again”
The Draculina laughed nervously. “Oh, but in order to make up for all those deaths you would have to conceive so many children, I am not sure Sir Integra…”
The glare she received from him would have been enough to give any living being a heart attack. Her laughter turned into a giggle and then just died off. They remained silent, both looking into the night sky. After a while, Seras stretched her arms over her head and yawned.
“I better go back to rounds.”She started walking away but felt that she should say something, no matter how corny or unnecessary it was. “Uh, just so you know, Master, I think you will do a good job” He gave her an inquisitive look, still not grasping the meaning of her words. “Being a dad, I mean”
He looked puzzled, and so she took advantage of the moment and left. Her curiosity still got the best of her, and she gave him a last glance from afar. She almost wished she had not, because what she saw made both her and Pip freeze. He was smiling. A genuine smile that looked totally foreign on him.
She hurried away and tried to shush Pip’s yelling at her about how it was the most goddamned creepy thing that he had ever seen, with a few French expressions thrown in. She couldn’t agree more.