AN: Well, I'm baaaaack! That's right, once again, my crypt is empty, and that means it's story time!

Seras: Sir, if I may, please stop saying you live in a crypt. You know how it angers Alucard, and when he's mad, he tends to be loud, which is bad for little Abe.

Me: No. Now, I've decided this will have some large time skips in between chapters, but they will still be in order. This first one will be a little over 2 and a half years after they found Abe, and Abe is almost 3 years old. Now, Seras, will you do the honors?

Seras: No, not until you stop saying you live in a crypt.

Me: Ugh, fine. I own nothing except the plot, and the children, and Angelos.

Alucard now had a third thing that annoyed him.

It wasn't really the child's fault, if anything, it was Seras he should be annoyed with, but it was hard to remember that when he was being forced to stay up all day in order to take care of his new son.

Ugh, at least I don't have to do that anymore. Alucard thought to himself. About a year into this ordeal, Integra decided that they needed someone to watch Abe when they went out on missions, instead of only one of them going out, and the other staying back. The man they choose for the job was Angelos, a man whose origins were unknown, but was so stealthy, he was even able to surprise Alucard, although he never showed it. He kept a good eye on Abe, and everyone knew that he was always watching the child, and if for whatever reason he wasn't that was because the parents were around.

With Angelos protecting their son, both of the new parents were able to relax a bit, and start to work on actually raising their son. Seras took to motherhood like a fish to water, playing with Abe, and showing him with affection. His father, on the other hand, was at a complete loss at what to do, it having been centuries since he was last a parent of any kind, and he wasn't particularly good at it then either.

Eventually, he was able to bond with his new son, over, amazingly, books. Abe was a particularly smart child, having said his first word at around 7 months, and using short sentences correctly at around 16 months. When he messed up, he corrected himself immediately, so long as you told him it was wrong, and if it was an action, why it's wrong. He learned to walk very quickly, and had taken his first steps by 8 months. He loved to climb, and always wanted to get a better view of things. That's why, one day just before his 3rd birthday, nobody took any notice of either him walking into the room where Alucard was sitting, reading a book, or him starting to climb the chair his father was sitting in. Alucard of course had noticed the child enter, and was using his shadows to makes sure the boy was safe, but it wasn't until he plopped down in Alucard's lap, that he actually started to wonder what the boy was up to.

"Well, hello there, Abe. What are you getting up to?" Asked Alucard, adopting a similar tone of voice he had seen Seras use.

"What are you reading, Daddy?"

Ah, so the child was interested in literature. Well, he was not surprised. With how fast his son had been progressing in everything else, it was only a matter of time before he showed an interest in learning how to read. "Well, Daddy's reading a book, called 'The count of Monte Cristo.'"

"What is the book about?"

"Well, in simple terms, it's about a prison break."

"Can you read it to me?"

That gave Alucard pause. His son wanted to read something like this? That was no good. "This might be a little too hard for you to read. How about we find something a bit better suited for your age?"

"Okay Daddy." Together, they walked to the small bookcase that held the books for Vlad to practice his reading. Vlad, being about 4 months older than Abe, had already started reading, and Integra had already gotten him started on having his own collection.

Browsing over the selection, Alucard was struck with how simplistic all of these books were. Things like, 'The Foot book,' and, 'One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish?'" Whoever this doctor was, he had obviously not gone to a great school. Taking another look at his choices here, he said to Abe "You know what, let's take a look at some of the things in Mommy's collection. That might be a bit better."

Looking at that selection, he finally decided on a book, called "Harry Potter and the Scorers' Stone." Looking inside, it seemed simple enough that Abe would be able to understand it, but no so bad that Alucard's mind would rot. Going back to his chair, Alucard settled in, with Abe on his lap, and began to read.

A few hours later, Alucard closed the book, saying "The End." Abe looked up at his father intently, and asked "Daddy, can you read it to me again?"

Alucard chuckled, and said "Not right now, but maybe I'll read it to you as a bed time story tonight, okay?" After he got to be about 2, Abe had slowly been transitioning to be on the same sleep schedule his parents were on. While at first Seras had worried about how he was going to attend school if he was nocturnal, once they found out about an online school that was very good, she stopped worrying.

"But what about when I fall asleep?"

"Well, then I'll just mark the place we were, and pick up there the next night."

"Okay Daddy. Hey, if we can't read the book again, will you tell me a story?"

"Very well, what kind of story?"

"Well, Mommy says you're very old, so that means you must have gone on a lot of adventures, right? Can you tell me about one of those?"

One of his adventures? Well, there were a few he could clean up enough that Seras wouldn't kill him when Abe told her about the story. And he knew the perfect place to start. "Well, Abe, have I ever told you about how I met your Mommy?"

AN: So? I have this vision of Abe becoming a mage of some kind, mostly because that is what Alucard would see as the next logical step for his genius. Guys, feel free to send me ideas on what to write about in this story, and, if you like my writing, check out my other works, Master, and Eyes of the Fox, ones a Hellsing fic like this one, ones a Naruto fic. And if that doesn't sate you, I've also got an account over a fictionpress, by the same name of course, and you can read some of my original work there.

Angelos: Master, isn't this…

Me: Shameless self-promotion? Yes, yes it is. Remember to review, the more reviews I get, the less likely I am to steal your soul the next time I leave my crypt.

Angelos: Master, I hate to join in on this silly gag, but, you don't live in a crypt.

Me: Quiet Angelos, I created you, and I can destroy you just as easily.

Angelos: No you can't. Anyway, goodbye, dear readers.