Chapter Eleven

London

A few days later, Joseph had finished combing through the book he'd gotten from Dracula's castle, and he found the incantation that would rid Adeline of her vampire curse. Celia was delighted to have her friend returned, regardless of her condition.

"Why, Adeline?" she asked. "Why did you do it?"

"I couldn't save you from him. No one would let me say anything…I guess my reputation became too tarnished. No one would look at me without disgust or disdain. And once you were to be married, I knew that the last person to never look at me that way would never be able to talk to me anymore. I thought that by going to Dracula's castle, I could amend my ways by working for the count. At least he would care what I did. But, it definitely wasn't what I was bargaining for," Adeline said, staring down at the veins defined around her arms.

"But you," she turned to Bardroy. "Why did you come for me? I don't even know you."

"Yeah, see that was the problem right there," Bardroy replied, a slight blush creeping up his face. "I couldn't jus' let you do that. I know better than to jump to loony conclusions, unlike Finny here."

"Hey!"

Bard turned back to her. "When there's a pretty girl in trouble, I can't jus' ignore that ya see! It ain't proper, especially if she's as pretty as you."

"So…you saved me because you think I'm pretty?"

"NO! Well, I mean, yes you're pretty, of course you're pretty. I just meant to say that's not the only reason," Bard stuttered.

Adeline smiled. Joseph stepped forward.

"This will hurt, I'm not going to lie," Joseph said, setting the book down.

"If you'll excuse us," Ciel and Sebastian retreated to the study to prepare a report for the Queen. The remained girls were sent home, and the investigation with Pierre seemed endless.

"This man has been hiding more secrets than any human could keep," Sebastian commented.

"Violent outbursts and many incidents of alcohol abuse. Seems rather normal. No involvement with the supernatural," Ciel said. "I can't do anything but suggest that she file for divorce. This man is no good for her."

"Is that you caring, my Lord?" Sebastian asked.

"What?" Ciel snapped. "Finny cares, and I'll never hear the end of it if I don't do something."

"Is that all, Sir?"

"Shut it."


"What will you do now, Celia?" Finny asked.

"I suppose Adeline and I can—"

"GAH!"

The two winced at the sound coming from the other room. Joseph was getting rid of the curse with Mey-Rin to hold Adeline in place.

"I suppose I can take Adeline and leave," Celia said calmly. "We're both outcasts now."

"Aw, don't cry," Finny exclaimed. "If you ever need anything, just let us know. We'll always be here for you."

Celia nodded and the door opened to the next room. Joseph emerged, saying that Adeline would be fine; she was just knocked out from the incantation and sleeping at the moment. Celia was relieved to hear that her friend was okay.

A few hours later, Adeline woke up to find Celia, still looking almost as beat up as herself. While they caught up, the three servants were taken to Ciel's office.

"You three. None of this ever happened. Do you understand?"

"Yes Sir," Mey-Rin said.

"Hey whoa whoa wait, Adeline never happened? What are you saying?" Bardroy protested.

"No you idiot, Dracula never happened. Nothing at that castle ever happened. Do you understand?" Ciel replied.

"Where will they go, Master?" Finny asked.

"Anywhere they want," Ciel replied. "They are no longer my concern, though I do appreciate all of your help in this matter."

"Y-yes, Master," Finny said.

"Alright then, but I wanna follow up!" Bard exclaimed. "I wanna make sure this Pierre bastard is at his feet for what he's done to them!"

"Don't get involved," Ciel ordered.

"But…what if I want to make sure Adeline is okay? Can I at least do that? Is it so much to ask?"

"This seems to have hit a special nerve for you, Bardroy. Fine, you can write, but don't sneak her into the mansion or there will be trouble," Ciel was reluctant to even grant him that, but he was tired of dealing with the situation any longer. The game was long over for him.


"I'll write soon," Bard promised Adeline as the girls climbed into a carriage.

"Good luck, Joseph," Mey-Rin said. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do."

Joseph smirked. "I'm sure it will be all right from now on. Thank you for all your help, Mey-Rin."

She nodded, wishing him good luck.

"Bye Celia. I'll miss you. Don't get involved with anymore terrible guys now," Finny said.

"I'll try not to. Thank you, Earl Phantomhive. For everything," Celia said.

"Yes, we owe you so much," Adeline said.

"It was nothing," Ciel brushed the whole thing off. "Good luck. Contact my servants should you need anything else. I apologize for what you had to see."

With the goodbyes said, the girls and the priest climbed into the carriage together. Celia waved, and Adeline stuck her head out of the window.

"Thank you Bardroy!" she shouted. He waved back.

"No…" he said to himself. "Thank you, Adeline."

"All right then," Sebastian's hands clapped together. "There's much work to be done given your absence. Now get to work."

"Yes, Sir!" they shouted in unison, running towards the mansion.


"How on Earth do I report this?" Knox scratched his head.

"I don't even know what to put in the comments section," Slingby replied. "This is just, just, unexplainable to the hire ups."

"I put down 'you wouldn't believe it,' and cited Spears," Alan said.

"Now there's an idea!" Grell exclaimed.

Their reports were due before their shifts were over, all dropped off onto William's desk. He was working some more overtime in the office while Ronald was going to take everyone else out for the night.

"Forget this overtime. I want another day off," Spears sighed at his desk. "Vampires, Demons, and I'm still understaffed...the work, quite literally, never ends."