§eri@l (Vlad/ Alucard-Hellsing)

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Lana woke from her nightmare, shaking and crying. Her PJs were soaked with sweat and a chill went through her body. The profiler striped down and started a hot bath. It was about 3 am, so no more sleep, the rest of the night. She looked in the mirror and cringed at her scars. Her assailant had ritually scarred her in some private areas. The girl thought she looked hideous and wore clothes, that always covered the scars. In her private time, she had worn strappy and flowing summer dresses but not this summer or any summer after. There were no swimsuits designed that would cover her scars either. She had loved swimming up until this.

Her mind went to Alucard. Why had she called him 'prince'?

He was most likely, just a common criminal, a particularly nasty kind of criminal. She had seen the hand cannons he packed. What was his job for Hellsing?  There were more questions than answers. The FBI had said, Hellsing was special ops and to stay clear of their business. The thought crossed her mind, what if she was sent to London, for safety reasons?

Liliana dressed and logged in to her computer. There were files from the last six cases. The profiler went through two of the six by 8 am. She wrote notes on similarities on those two. Lana wasn't even sure this was the same killer.  At noon, Lana stopped and took a break. Walter had lunch ready, so she didn't need to get takeout. Home cooked meals were a bonus, to her.

"Walter thank you for lunch. I usually eat out or take out for work."

"You are most welcome," the Hellsing butler replied.

At that moment Sir Integra walked in. "I need you at the gun range to verify your shooting scores."

"I did my scores two weeks ago at Quantico and had a perfect score," Lana responded.

"You are under my roof, so you will prove to me, or you can go back to the states," she ordered.

Liliana stood up and headed to the gun range. The profiler put a target up and sent it to it's proper distance. She fired all her of rounds and brought the target back. The grouping was tight and center mass.

"Do the live simulation course now," Sir Hellsing commanded.

The profiler crouched down and shot the "Bad guy" targets and none of the good guys, in plenty of time left to go back through again. Sir Hellsing would never say it, to Liliana but she was the best shot at Hellsing currently, except for Alucard and he's a vampire.

"Your file says you know bomb making and sniper. I want to see your aim for a sniper," Sir Integra now inquired.

By this time the Wild Geese walked up and looked at her scores. Lana took the sniper rifle and set it up. When the range was safe the profiler fired four rounds. Her first shot was slightly off center, but the rest came in a tight grouping to the head.

Captain Bernadotte whistled. "Petite Mom Cheri! Kick ass shooting! Ya need a job in the future I can get ya hired with some friends."

"No thank you, if they are into illegal activities and mercenaries are most of the time. I'm FBI not CIA, CIA topples Foreign governments."

Sir Hellsing responded,"Excellent Dr. Draghicescu, I wanted to make sure my men are safe, if they need to escort you for some reason."

"I need to get back to work if you don't need me anymore," Lana said.

"Of course, welcome to Hellsing Dr. Liliana. Let me know if Alucard gets to bothering, you."

"He won't. He's attracted to you, due to his preference, for strong women. I'm still just a kid and not a strong woman or leader," Lana said. "I'm quite plain and ordinary, at best."