Not Another Girl (Hellsing x Reader)

Chapter 4

"A baby....in my house." Integra pondered, with anxiousness.

Hearing Integra's voice, George looked up at her and smiled. She wiggled, and kicked, and cooed at Integra.

"You see sir, she likes you." Walter commented with a fatherly smile.

Integra jumped out of reflex as Walter stood behind her. "You were serious." she sighed heavily, as she just stared at George. "I was sorely hoping that you were kidding."

Walter ignored her last comment. "Good Morning George, Did you sleep well?" asked Walter, giving her tummy a tickle. George giggled at him. "Ill take that as a yes. Alright sir, the first thing you have to do is to change her. She'll be wet."

"What?!! Why me?" Integra balked at him. Color was draining quickly from her face as a morbid fear set in.

"Because you're her mother, sir."

"But...." began Integra, desperately trying to think up an excuse. "I only agreed to keep it, I didn't say anything about raising it myself."

"Sir, you have to learn to do this." urged Walter.

"Why?"

"Because someday you will be doing this for your own children. If it helps just think of it as a hands on training course."

"Isn't this part of your job?" asked Integra, running over a Butler's job description in her head.

"No sir. I'm the butler, Not the nanny." he stated matter of factly.

"Oh, yes. Now I remember. OK then just requisition one." said Integra, heading towards the door. "Anything to get back to work."

"If I do that sir," said Walter slyly, with his hands behind his back. "The Queen and the Knights of the Table will want to know why you need one."

That did it. Integra Hellsing stopped dead in her tracks, did an about face, and walked back to Walter. Walter just nodded towards the crib. Integra walked over to it and just stared at George again.

"Umm."

"She won't bite." said Walter, with a chuckle, as he watched Integra look at George like a snake. "She hasn't any teeth...yet. Just pick her up and take her to the changing table."

Integra Hellsing sucked it up, reached into the crib and picked up George. Walter just shook his head at Integra as she held the child at arm's length.

"You can hold her a little closer to you sir." He suggested.

"Why?"

"So you don't drop her."

"I won't." said Integra, walking over to the changing table, still holding George at arm's length.

"Alright sir, now place her down on the table." instructed Walter.

Integra did so.

"Good, now turn her over. She needs to be on her back for you to change her."

Integra turned George over. George giggled. She liked this game. So she rocked, and kicked, and twisted until she rolled over.

"Hee hee hee." gurgle George.

"Now what?" asked Integra, as she waited for further instructions.

"Turn her back over. She must be on her back for you to remove her diaper."

Integra reached out and turned George over. George giggled, kicked, and rolled over again.

Integra just growled at her blatant disobedience. "Seriously."