The Chesapeake and the Baltimore ripper | Runaways

The flashbacks

Graces POV

I looked around myself to see I was lost in darkness again. There was nothing around me, and my feet felt Cold, like I was walking on water. I know I was in a dream and I know who's coming. I often looked around myself and that's when I saw them... my family... along side them, were Erika and Martin. Martin had a bullet hole in his forehead and Erika had red marks on her neck... where my hands used to be. Arthur's head was covered in blood and you could see the Damage the hammer did. My mother looked beaten, as well as my father. His eye still hanging out.
"You're not real... you're not real" I whispered to myself, shaking in my voice as I slowly approached them.
"They're coming soon, Grace" Father warned me. I slanted my head at him and kept glancing at them all.
"You're going to die" mother added on. I hesitantly stepped back then Arthur said something.
"It's nice here. We can be together again" Arthur's sweet voice said. I shook my head and took more steps back.
"It's peaceful" Erika smiled to me.
"We can be a family again" Martin added on. Suddenly, I lost my balance and I fell through the water. I tried to swim up but there was no top. I just sunk to the bottom of the darkness as it slowly killed me. Then I saw the water go red instead of black.

I gasped and opened up my eyes. I quickly sat up and felt my sweaty back. I glanced to my side to see Hannibal had left, but there was a note on my nightstand.
I have left for my shift, enjoy your day
- Hannibal
I scrunched up the note and tossed it out the opened window, then decided to get out of my horrid sweaty clothes.

I laid in the bath tub and I felt the scar on my upper thigh, that I got from war. Erika saved me that day. I felt my arm and it was where the bullet skimmed me, hurt like a bitch. My body was full of scars, but the scar on my eyebrow is the one I always stare at, as well as my hands. My hands were full of scars, since I kept slicing them with a glass shard trying to cut the rope off myself. I've learnt to love them. Well, Martin taught me how to love them... but I wish I never had them. I got out the bath tub and there was a sudden knock at the door. I grabbed a robe and I tied it up as I walked over to the front door.
"Who is it?" I asked out, leaning on the wall beside the door.
"Inspector Pazzi" he called out. I opened up the door to see him standing there. He noticed my wet hair and wet body under the robe.
"I'm sorry... did I disturb you?" He asked me. I shook my head and let him in.
"Have you came here for any reason?" I asked Pazzi. He hesitantly walked inside and i analysed his every move. He had to fiddle with something, that being his pockets, coat, badge, phone, stubble. He couldn't look at me for too long... he seemed nervous. Then I remembered my dream, or was it really a warning.
"Stressed day?" I asked Rinaldo. He nodded his head at me.
"My husband always has some herbs and spices in the kitchen. He gives me tea often to calm my nerves. May I get you some?" I asked him.
"That would be... lovely" he smiled to me.
"Make yourself comfortable" I hand gestured to the couch and I prepared some herbal tea.

I held the Wolf's Bane petal in my hand. It was a very deadly plant if consumed, hence why I grew it on my window. Rinaldo Pazzi isn't here for a social call, that's clear. I sighed and put the petal to one side then took the tea into the living room, where I found him sat on the couch, playing with his phone with his legs spread apart. He heard me coming and looked up, I gave him a smile and he returned one back to me. I held the tea out to him and he took it off me, then I sat down beside him.
"What's happened at work?" I asked him, calmly.
"Uhh.. a murder, in the library" he confessed to me. Wow, it took them that long to find the body.
"Oh that's horrible... have you found the killer?" I questioned him, acting worried and scared but it was only humorous to me.
"Afraid not. We have some special detectives on the case" he promised me.
"And you're one of them?" I asked him. He nodded his head at me once and he sipped the tea I made him. Nothing in the tea was toxic, I wanted to play with him a little longer.
"So... where is your husband?" He asked me, starting small talk.
"At work. I was planning on going to the library to return a book but I suppose I have to put that on hold" I sighed, adjusting my hair.