“Today I’m coming back about an hour after lunch” said Heinkel, when Sofia regained consciousness “I gotta go pick up Yumiko at the airport, she’s coming home from Japan.”
“Fine, just please be careful with her glasses! I’m not really keen about running into Yumie.”
“How do you…” Heinkel sighed and resigned “forget it…”
“Then I’ll be waiting for you… eh… Master…”
“Just call me Heinkel.”
“Thanks!”
So Heinkel left right after lunch, and, after picking up Yumiko, on their way back to the Vatican told her friend everything about sister Catelli. Yumiko was really looking forward to meeting her.
“Sofia!” Heinkel knocked on her pupil’s door “Sofia, Yumiko’s here! Sofia, are you inside?”
In the end she opened the door: the room was empty.
“Your eminency!” she ran into Maxwell on the corridor “have you seen sister Catelli?”
“The new girl? No. Only at lunch.”
“Where could she be?” wondered Heinkel, after leaving Yumiko in her room.
Walking past father Anderson’s room she noticed strange noises coming from inside. As if someone was wailing inside there, and also Anderson’s low muttering could be distinguished. Heinkel’s inner alarm rang: without hesitation she shot in the lock and kicked the door open.
A horrible sight welcomed her: Sofia was handcuffed to a bed, her veil thrown off, surrounded by different small lamps, spatulas, knives and similar objects. Father Anderson was kneeling beside her holding a cup of holy water and a piece of garlic.
“HEINKEL! SAVE ME!!!” screamed Sofia, as she saw her protector.
“Silence, vampyr!” Anderson immediately threw holy water over her.
“Aah, it’s cold!”
“FATHER ANDERSON, JUST WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”
“Tha gurl’s a vampyr! Ae already essamined ‘er ayes! Supervampyr, she resists tha sunlyt!”
Heinkel stayed silent and shot five times, exactly breaking Sofia’s handcuffs just without hurting her, then ran to her and picked her up in her arms.
“Heinkel, wit are ye doin’? Ae’m just following Artchbishop Maxwell’s instructions!”
“Don’t do anything like this ever again! Sister Catelli’s not a vampire!”
With this, Heinkel took Sofia to her room, then visited her along with Yumiko.
Meanwhile, Anderson swore to himself to prove that Sofia is a vampire, or, if not that, at least a traitor. He had a feeling that the girl didn’t fit well into Section 13, Iscariot.

Chapter Nine – Slippy situations, or don’t overdo the waxing of the pavement!

The next day Martina slept until midday, having dreams about Pip, of course. Walter, though usually being more diligent and strict, this time let her have her rest, for the western wing’s great hall was perfectly tidied and shining like crystal. The new maid appeared only at lunch, with a starnge smile on her face.
“Miss Beckett, now that you’re this happy… I saw how wonderfully you have cleaned up…” began Walter “today I’ll ask you to mop up the main corridor! Don’t worry, nothing serious. The Wild Geese didn’t party around there.”
Later, when Martina showed up on the corridor with a bucket, a mop, a scrubber, a sponge and some wax, caught the situation: “the Wild Geese didn’t party there” meant “only the Valentine brothers raided through it.”
In fact, there were quite a few bloodstains, and also else here and there, but Martina didn’t want to think about that. Knowing Jan, it couldn’t be only spattered brains.
The girl sighed, and began mopping up. At around 3 PM she finished, and only then began the cleaning up of the bloodstains. As soon as they were gone, she generously waxed their place.
Not too far from Integra’s office there was a gigantic dark brown spot, from which exited a long line of 3-4 metres. Martina suspected this was Jan’s work, or maybe Walter missed target with his wires? When at last she managed to get it off, she added a gigantic amount of wax to make the pavement shine.
“…phew. I think I’m over the worst.” Martina brushed her forehead.
Too bad captain Pip Bernadotte entered the corridor about 1.08 seconds later, exactly on a largely waxed spot.
“Merde, what is this?!” he shouted as he slipped.
“Captain, no, that’s… aaah!” Martina fell on her back as Pip slid agianst her, and they landed lying over each other.
A nearby door shrieked.
“YOU… PERVERT!” Seras Victoria immediately turned her heels.
“This isn’t what it looks like!” yelled Pip and Martina in unison.
“Miss Beckett! During work hours?!” Walter showed up.
“Don’t step there, Mr. Dornez!”
“Aww, my back!” moaned Walter after a hard and fast fall.
“What’s going on here?” Sir Integra stood in her office dorrway “MR. BERNADOTTE! You’re fir…”
“Sir Hellsing! The floor’s slippy! I waxed it, please, don’t step out!” Martina warned her.
When finally all three stood up, Pip didn’t get fired, but Martina was told to go and mop up the basement instead.
“Here… and explain her it was all an accident!” and Pip handed Martina ten pounds “if you say something good about me… okay, here go another 10!”

Chapter Ten – An enemy, or ah, jealousy!

Genesis, after showing her feelings so openly, and in addition right in front of Hans, locked herself away in her room all day. Or well, she would have, if she didn’t know that Hans would surely knock when the Major gets hungry.
At around 1 PM this did in fact happen, and Genesis went to the Doc’s lab to get the lunch. On her way there, she noticed First Lieutenant Zorin Blitz sitting on a bench in front of her room’s door, staring at her suspiciously. Genesis didn’t think about it too much, for she knew “the grim reaper” (© Sofia) gives usually a similar look to nearly everyone. But, walking back to the Major’s dining room with his lunch and a fried fish in Schrö’s plate, the First Lieutenant was still sititng there. Her red eyes were strictly monitoring the waitress' every single move. Genesis began to feel uncomfortable, but knew that she needed to go back at leats once for the beverages.
“Ooh, fishy!” Schrö knelt down giggling.
Genesis thought about Hans, and didn’t understand at all why Sofia would need this hybrid kid.
“And just where are the drinks?” asked the Major “run, girl, before it all gets cold!”
“Hey, you!” Zorin shouted at Genesis as she ran by her.
“Sorry, haven’t got time!” the girl ran faster.
Luckily Doc decided to bring the sweets to the Major himself, the went back to the lab, seemingly in a hurry (because of experiments, or maybe Lab Assistant #2), so Genesis didn’t have to walk past Zorin Blitz’s door again. Thus the girl walked back to her room and locked the door – she didn’t want Hans to find her with a scythe in her chest a couple of hours later. She never liked First Liutenant Zorin Blitz too much, but living… she was by far scarier than drawn.
But now she wasn’t tired – so she decided to draw on the back of some Nazi plans.
“Ooh, Captain Günsche! Great drawing, can I show it to him?”
Genesis blusehd, and didn’t let Schrö take the paper away from her.
“How did you…? Oh… of course.”
“I’m everywhere and nowhere!”
“Fantastic. Now, be rather nowhere, okay? Or I’ll… I’ll eat your fish!”
Schrö disappeared.
“Huh, why would Sofia need this hybrid kid… but eating so much fish should make him more clever…”