Monster In Your Bed

Backdoor Man

"Hush now" Hannibal smoothed his wife's hair as she cried into his embrace. The news came out about Chrissy's death, & Minka was in so much shock. She couldn't wrap her head around how the ripper got to her, & why?

"She was so young" She cried in Hannibal's chest, clinging onto his blouse. Hannibal placed a gentle kiss on her hair, while smoothing her back,

"How could this happen?" She looked up at Hannibal, with pleading wet eyes as if he were to provide her with an answer.

"She got into the ripper's way" He replied calmly looking into her eyes, taking a strand of her hair & tucking it behind her ear.

"But how?" Her lower lips quivered, as she shook her head.

"That I am afraid I don't have the answer to my love" He replied, wiping a falling tear on her cheek.

Oh, but he did have the answer. It was that Mrs.  Nguyen had the audacity to follow him, stick her nose into his business like that. She got what was coming for her, no one told her to go looking for trouble.

Besides, he was always waiting for a moment to get rid of her. As she annoyed him with her loud mouthed personality, putting her down like a squealing pig brought him a sense of peace. He no longer had to look at her face, or hear her annoying voice again.  

A few days later was the Funeral, Minka was sobbing her eyes out. Chrissy's parents, & John was so much in shock, he couldn't even speak. Then there was Hannibal, who gave his condolences calmly. There was no ounce of guilt felt from seeing the pained expression in her husband's eyes, his wife crying, & the woman's parents & family in tears. She was a rude, & nosy Neanderthal who got herself in this mess. She practically gave Hannibal an excuse to slaughter her like the worthless pig she was.

But being the considerate man he is, he brought John a warm dish of kidney & liver pie knowing that there would be no one to cook for him. Also he would probably forget to eat with the grief.

It was pouring rain outside that night. Minka was sitting in the living room, a glass of wine in hand as she mourned her friend. She though about the past few weeks' events, losing her bestfriend to the ripper, & her husband to some woman. 

Her marriage was a shambles.  She never felt so alone, & it was depressing. She sighed as she looked down at the pictures of her honeymoon in Florence remembering how happy she was, & how great things were. She remembered how romantic it was when Hannibal spoke to her in Italian, smiling as she remembered how she fumbled over the words when she asked him to teach her. The shining sun when she walked through the wine fields. The beautiful beaches of San Vito in Sicily. What happened to these days? How did everything change so fast?  She felt her eyes moisten at these memories, but then doorbell rang startling her. She knew it wasn't Hannibal, since he was out of town at some conference. He also he had the keys, so he wouldn't ring the doorbell. She sighed getting up to get the door.

"Agent Graham?" She said confused when she found Will standing there. 

What surprised her more was that he was in his boxers. He looked disoriented with sweat staining his shirt.

"Where..where's doctor Lecter?" He asked, shaking his head. He had a hazy look in his eyes, like he was somewhere else.

"He's out of town" Minka replied just staring at him, scared. What was he doing here at this time of evening in his boxers, was he drugged?

"Where am I?" He whispered leaning forward almost falling, but Minka caught him.

"Oof" She said when he landed on her. She looked down to see that he was passed out. He was heavier than he looked.