Title: Come Forth

Author: Essie Aster

Category: Hellsing

Genre: Spiritual

Rating: PG

A/N: I completely forgot I had written this! Like... crap, at least 2 years ago... Anywho, I figured I'd post it so I don't loose it again. Oohrah random google searches and websites staying up!

Come Forth

Clean. Sanitary. All hospitals smell the same, like a bath of pure ammonia, and yet they all have the underlying stench of blood, sweat, and tears.

London, 1997.

Three foreigners stood in a hallway outside of the waiting room, one just recently arrived, each one taking the blame for what was happening; Anderson for losing control, Yumiko for never having it, and Enrico for sending her on this thankless mission. While his two companions dealt with their fears individually - Yumiko by quietly rocking in her seat and Enrico by pacing the hall - Paladin Alexander Anderson toyed restlessly with the silver cross around his neck. As one their silent prayers rose up in intercession for the life of their friend.

For a moment the Paladin's eyes drifted shut as he sought direct communion with his Master. When they reopened, overlaid on top of the scene playing out before him was the image of a young boy's hand opening up to reveal a tiny yellow seed, no bigger than the tip of a pen.

'Is this all the faith I need, Father?' The young voice asked. 'Can I really move a mountain with it?'

The doctor was coming out of the OR, making a nervous beeline for the large priest.

'If you have faith as small as this mustard seed, nothing will be impossible for you.'

He did not wait to hear the doctor's sad announcement, and he ignored the commotion he made by his ensuing actions. A few strides carried him through a not-yet-closed door into the OR where nurses and technicians tried to hinder his progress. Yet without hesitation Anderson pulled down the white blanket covering his comrade's face and bent over her, closing his eyes and pressing their foreheads together.

'It's not your time yet, Wolfe,' he whispered to her. 'You need to wake up.' After a moment the Paladin took a shaky breath and stood erect, opening his eyes and releasing his hold on the woman. Taking a firm yet gentle grip on her lifeless hand, Anderson raised his voice. 'Little girl, I say to you get up!'

With his two companions holding the doctor still at the door, and the rest of the OR halting in their work to watch the priest with sympathy, Anderson's hand received a gentle squeeze. The heart monitor started pulsing, and Wolfe Heinkel opened her eyes, narrowing them into an irritated glare as she met the emerald gaze of the Paladin.