For the first time in his un-life, Alucard was tired. His most recent mission required a lot more strength which drained him a lot more than normal. He returned to Hellsing, going immediately to the quarters of his little witch.

Alucard opened the door to her room and closed it behind him. He sat himself down on her bed, taking off his glasses and hat, and laying back on the silk comforter and sheets of her bed, drowning her scent and warmth that lingered on the material. She was nearby.