§eri@l (Vlad/ Alucard-Hellsing)

martial dodge (6)

Liliana managed to sleep five hours for the first time since her ordeal.  The profiler was going to send an email to her Dr. Stims to let her know she had slept.  She sat up and realized she was on her bed and a blanket placed over her.  Her heart panicked.  The woman pulled the blanket off and sighed in relief.  She was dressed as she had been awake last night.  Alucard had not gone looking to see if she had scars.  Lana was terribly self-conscience, about those ugly marks.

    Lana put in another twelve hours going through files, autopsy reports and two conference calls with Scotland yard via detective Edwards.  Overall, the calls went well, and Scotland yard wanted her to come down, to the department and set the review boards up for them.  Her review of the files she had; new leads had been generated.

Her package had arrived and in it was a dragon, order of Dracul.  The ring was heavy and made of gold.  Liliana placed it on her right ring finger.  She secretly joked; she was engaged to the dark prince. Her final paper on the Impaler had got her excellent marks.

Her stomach hurting, reminded her she needed to eat, as it had been eight hours.  Liliana walked quietly down the hall but picked the pace up, when she heard a loud English accented man, yelling.  He was bragging about his fighting prowess in martial arts.  The profiler was now interested in his bragging.  Lana stood behind a couple of Wild Geese.

"I say, dear Integra, let me show your boys a thing or two on Karate!"  Captain Hollowell yelled.

"Of course, if it will get you out of here, "Sir Hellsing flatly replied.

 Everyone walked to the practice area for combat training in hand to hand.  Lana was about to turn face and leave when Alucard appeared next to her.  How had he done that?  Liliana was sure he had not been there 30 seconds ago.

"Are you not going to see Captain Hollowell perform?" he asked.

"No, I wasn't.  I try to avoid unnecessary 'dick' flashing, when it comes to arrogant men, with something they think needs to be seen."

"Dick flashing?  I have not heard it called that but in my time, it was called a pissing contest," Alucard chuckled. "I can be quite good at dick flashing, if properly motivated."

"That must be a hell of a motivator, considering you sit with the attitude no one would dare challenge you, in the first place.  Speaking of sitting, you sit like a king on a throne. Perhaps that is why I said prince.  You sit like nobility, long ago," she inquired.

"As always, most perceptive, little girl, "Alucard purred.

Lana and Alucard came in last to the area.  Captain Hollowell demonstrated some of his moves without an opponent.  The profiler studied his form and then shook her head.  Alucard lowered his head then spoke.

"Something he's doing wrong?"

"Alucard don't, it's not important," she whispered back.

Captain Hollowell noticed the conversation between a tall dark-haired man, with a shit eating grin and a teenage girl.  "You two have something to share?"

Lillian kicked Alucard in the shin. 

"Ow little girl...is it not that important you will not tell the dick flasher...?" the tall man in the room and was a vampire, asked.

"Girl what did you call me?"

"Dick flasher Captain Hollowell," Lilliana replied knowing where this was going.

"Well come forward girly and tell me what I am doing wrong."

"My name is not girly, its Doctor Liliana Draghicescu of the FBI's special behavioral unit and I will show you," Liliana walked around the Geese and up to the captain. "May I touch you?"