Seras' breath was heavy as she finished moving the final coffin.

"Phew... Master... MASTER!" She yelled as she took in the sight before her.

You were pinned under the master vampire with your entire torso on display. Alucard's tongue was just about to reach down and reach the skin on your chest.

Alucard swiftly brought his cloak around and covered both your body and his face. He was... blushing?

As your grumbled and buttoned up, he swirled around to the window.

"We're leaving. You take those to the roof. Steal a chopper that's up there and leave with your sister."

"H-h-how!?"

"Somehow."

"Well... never mind, I'll manage something... But what about you? What will you do?"

"I have to check out," A dashing smile danced on his face. "I'll walk out the front door. I'll let the ones who are watching from up above know just who they picked a fight with."

It took no more than fifteen minutes after Seras tossed you limply over her shoulder and dragged both you and the coffins up the emergency roof exit.

The commotion was intense: gunshots, screams, flesh tearing apart. Strapped into the helicopter, shoved against the coffins, grumpy about the interruption, you wanted to leave. Luckily, that wish was granted quickly, except not in the way you thought it would be.

"Hey little lady, don't get stabby it's just me, good ol' Bernadotte." Bernadotte opened the door with a hostage. "Don't mind us, we're taking over for your sissy while she helps the vamp. Fly, buddy."

Within another minute, you were up in the air, covering your ears to protect them from the loud whirring. But instead of going up, the chopper went  down.

"ALUCARDDDDD... MISS SERASSSSSS!" Bernadotte screamed out as loud as he could. Pushing a gun into the hostage's face, he added, "Land next to them!! Over there! Set it down right there!"

"Oh... Commander!" Seras yelled back as the helicopter landed.

"What happened to the coffins..." Alucard was dazed from the amount of energy he used up.

"Alucard please hurry up, it won't last much longer. Hurry up, hurry, hurry, hurry! What are you doing!?"

He was looking up at the moon.

"Kill your enemies, kill your allies, your country, your people, yourself... No matter how much you kill, it's not enough. We're both troublesome... And that's why you're perfect for me... YN..."  With a straight face, he took a leap right onto the helicopter and directly next to you.

He opened his coffin, unclipped you and pulled you in with him.

"You'll have to ask your sister to redo your hair." He whispered in your ear as he pulled you close.

"You smell like blood." The comment came easily from your mouth.

"Does it bother you, my doll?"

"On the contrary. It's super fucking exciting." You purred.

"I'm exhausted, darling. Can we just... I'll take your hair out, darling. Turn around."

And for once, you listened.