Life Is Like A Playlist

:Communication Breakdown:

:Anderson:

I was told to dress American casual, and so I decided to wear a white t-shirt, a pair of blue jeans, my work boots, and a flannel very akin to the family tartan, my cross sitting proudly for everyone to see. The warmth caught me off guard, so to have the sleeves rolled up felt very casual for me, not that I minded. I was reading the local paper about cattle being killed and people going missing, when I noticed Integra coming over with her two vampires. All of them were dressed as casual as you'd expect, even on vacation, Integra was in something akin to business casual. Alucard was in a suit, and his fledgling was in a pink sundress with a large floppy matching hat, her legs covered in a very opaque pair of white tights. She looked adorable, and could pass for Integra's younger sister, if I'm being honest with myself.

" Hello, Alexander. I see you've already decided to blend in with the locals." 

" I was told casual, and this is what I always wear on my off time." 

" I see. Did you grab a rental or no?" 

" No. I didn't know if you had or not." 

" It's fine. You are on my dime from here on in anyways." 

We walk along, and I notice that everyone was actually relaxed, well, all but Alucard. 

" What's your problem, Alucard?" 

" I just don't like it here. I can smell the fucking demonic stench of this hellhole." 

" Why? Everyone loves the states. Great place to visit, but to live, it can be intense." 

He gives a low hum, and we get into the black SUV Integra chose, giving me the keys. 

" I can't drive. I never learned, and you look to know American driving better than any of us." 

I saw Integra punch in an address, and I drove us, her not being wrong on my American driving skills. We get to a bunker of sorts, and we notice it was locked. Alucard used his shadows to open it, and once we get in, it was beautiful. If this is how Hellsing vacationed, I had to color myself impressed. I instantly noticed the old looking pistol in a glass case, as well as an archaic blade of sorts, the table farthest from the door had two laptops, and there was recent trash in the bin. 

" This place looks lived in. I thought you said it was vacant, Alucard?"

The vampire went to speak, only to have the engine of an old muscle car roar above, along with the sounds of two guys, and one girl. 

" Charlie, you aren't allowed to just sleep with a succubus. That's stupid and you know it." 

" Sorry, Dean, she looked like she played for my team and you know how hopeless I am with pretty blondes. Not to mention once I did catch on, I was able to gank the bitch!" 

" Dean is right, Charlie, you have to be more careful."

" Ok Sam, you've made your point-uh, guys, we got company." 

They made it down the stairs, and we all froze as they noticed us. One guy was shorter than the other, while the girl was a redhead and all three pulled a weapon out, making Alucard, Seras, Integra, and myself do the same. 

" Who are all of you?! Why are you here!?" 

" We live here! Who the hell are you?!" 

" I am Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing! I am an honorary British Men Of Letters, the title having been passed down from my ancestor, Professor Abraham Van Helsing! Who are you!?"

The taller one relaxed a small bit, his blade falling slightly. 

" Dean, Charlie, I don't think she's lying. I remember reading in Luke's journal, as well as Dad's that Hellsing was a real branch of the order, the original branch in fact. My name is Sam Winchester, and this is Dean, my big brother, and our adopted little sister, Charlie."

" How do you know of us?" 

" Dean, meathead, put down the gun, you dumbass."

The girl, Charlie, was the first to put her strange blade away, while the rest of us calmed down and put our stuff away. Dean, the shorter one, looked angry, and huffed past us all. 

" Ignore him, he's had a long day. Succubi are a real issue." 

" Charlie, don't forget it was your fault we hunted the thing down in the first place, damn it." 

" Sam, I'm fine, and besides, you are far from being a fucking saint." 

" I never said I was. Now, get on the laptop and look up possible signs of demons in the area. The local paper mentioned something about cattle being butchered. I want to nip this in the bud while we can." 

Sam shook Integra's hand, and she pointed to each of us accordingly. 

" This is Alucard, my servant, Seras, his fledgling, and Father Alexander Anderson, the Vatican's finest hunter." 

Sam shook my hand last, and I noticed his eyes were the same shade of green as my own, his hair was a dirtier blond, and he was a hair shy of being as tall as me. He was a slightly smaller than me, but not by much, and to see him made me forcefully bite my tongue to empty my head of hedonistic thoughts. 

" Hi. Welcome to Lawrence, Kansas. You all are welcome to stay here. Charlie, pause for a moment and show them to their rooms, and grab Dean for me."

" Alright. Ladies and gentlemen, follow me. Sam, I'd call Bobby and see if Cas can come over."

" I'll have Dean call Cas, and as for Bobby, I will get on the horn and do that. I told him I'd call if things went right." 

I followed the redhead, and noticed she was short, but lean in muscle, and looked smart as a whip crack. I had a natural fear of redheads, having grown up in Scotland and most of the nun's were copper haired. I knew they could be mean as sin or sweet like sugar.

" Sir Integra, you and Seras will have to share a room in here across from me. Gentlemen, follow me. You two will be boarding across from each other, with Sam next door to you, Father, and with Dean next door to you, Alucard. By the way, clever disguise, using an anagram. Be thankful I figured it out before Sam or Dean. They both have a reason to hate vampires, Dean having been one once and Sam having a very interesting history with drinking the blood of others. I myself don't care, just know that I am a lesbian, so don't try anything funny, alright, Count?" 

Alucard looked surprised, and Integra was sharing the face of a cod fish. I was impressed the lass was that blunt. 

" How did you-" 

" I did my research on European vampires while I was on the laptop. Red eyes, pale skin, sharp teeth, the constant imposing feeling of authoritarianism, not to mention I can smell the graveyard dirt. I'll have Sam and Dean help move in your luggage, if you want to come with me, Father, to be extra muscle. Oh, and save the preaching. We are all immune to the bible, since God is a dick, and we've killed angels. Now, get settled in, and enjoy your time here!" 

The ginger skipped off, leaving us all in a form of shocked. Killed angels? Blatant blasphemy? If she's any sample of how the boys act, I can already see this proving to be fun.