Hannibal: Your Mine

Chapter 6: Will Graham?

{-Picture Of Ivy, Above-}

Ivy POV

I began getting back into the swing of things. I've been away from the FBI for so long, I nearly forgot everything about it. Alanna showed my the ropes....Again. I felt like I had just earned my badge again. Beverly and I seemed to have mutual friendship. We don't know how it started, but to everyone we looked like good friends. Considering I didn't officially have a work space, so I jumped from Jack's to Beverly's.
Alanna and I would meet up every morning to talk.
"Good morning, Dr.Bloom"

"Hello, Ivy. Please don't call me Dr.Bloom, I'm not your teacher anymore"

"I feel like you still are..."

"Even after 3 years?"

"Well yeah...I feel like I'm new, again"

"I'm sorry to cut you off but I need to run"

"To where? Are you going to Baltimore?" I had a hint of excitement in my voice. Just the thought of seeing a misunderstood criminal again, gave me thrills.
"No, I'm doing a psychological profile on different killers. Actually, Oh shit! I was meant to visit Will!"

"Will Graham! I can go! Please Dr. Bloom, I'm trained"

"Why do you want to go?"

"They say he has the most amazing imagination....I'd like to get inside of it"

"Umm.....I don't know. He's dangerous! Ok, fine! Don't tell Jack, he'll kill me! Don't get too close.....He can be..."
I didn't even hear the last part I was just so exited! I hadn't been out in years, but the best thing was, Jack didn't know! In fact, nobody knew, not even Chilton.
When I got there, his assistant lead me to his new office. It was quite grand and seemed almost to nice for Chilton. And to speak of the devil, there he came in.
"Ivy! I thought you were..."

"Dead? Well as you can see, I'm very much alive and very healthy"

"Why are you here? And shouldn't you be with Jack?"

"I'm stepping in for Alanna. I'm here to see Will"

"Will?!" Chilton's face turned pale. He didn't wish to speak with me after I mentioned his name. He brought me to a private meeting cell. There I saw him, Will Graham, in the flesh. His eyes stared deep into mine. I wanted to live in that moment forever. Although, I didn't love him, or even have very much affection but he was.........fascinating!
"Hello, Mr.Graham.."

"And who are you?"

"Here, look into me" I said throwing my file to Will "My name is Ivy Lane....I'm an Ex FBI Agent"

"It says here you were shot. You were my student, weren't you?"

"You remember me?!"

"Couldn't forget you. You were different from the others......Well I'm guessing your here for Alanna?"

"Correct.....If you don't mind, may we start?"
He gave me a cautious nod, not sure of what to expect.
"They call you an intelligent psychopath, but that's not what you are.......You just have a......"

"Let's just call it an active imagination. I have an Empathy disorder and Insepilotous"

"Ok.....If you don't mind, can you describe your imagination?"

"It's advance, nobody less has what I have.......Its intelligent..."

"Intelligence and Imagination don't mix..."

"What happens if it does?"

"I don't know.....But I bet it's along the lines of......Um"

"Do you mean The Cheasapeak Ripper?"

"Yes......"

"Didn't he shoot you?"

"I.....I don't know"

"I guess you're right, I could never see Hannibal killing you..."

"Hannibal isn't the Cheasapeak Ripper. I-"
Will grabbed my hands. He looked deep into my eyes and whispered,"Don't trust Hannibal.....He will kill you! He is the Cheasapeak Ripper! Stay away from him!"
A buzzer buzzed and I was dragged away. Leaving the place, I felt mixed feelings. Maybe Will was right? Was I really that close to a Psychopath?