A Complicated Case (A Hannibal X Reader Fanfic)

The Want, The Need (Chapter 9)

Holly's P.O.V.

Tears rolled down my cheeks, as I hovered over my bathroom sink.

"H-H-Hannibal..!!!" I yelled into the air. It was my fault. I could have given him more.

I looked at myself in the mirror, my eyes were red and puffy, there were dark marks underneath my eyes. I looked like hell.

I stared at the shock collars hung on the side of my bathroom cabinets.

Martin had been checking on me every few days. He knew how heartbroken I was about 'Cody' leaving.

I couldn't believe how much I wanted... I needed Hannibal.

"Oh God!! I'm in LOVE with a KILLER!" I slapped my face and stared at myself once more in the mirror.

My face was so pale and my eyes were bloodshot. Hannibal had been gone for a week. Where had he gone to? Will he come back? Is he even ALIVE?

Then it hit me. It hit me, knocking the breath right outta me like I was being crushed by a steamroller. Could he be....dead? Or in jail..?

I sucked in a sharp breath and wiped my eyes.

No. Hannibal is smart, he knows what he's doing.

Hannibal's P.O.V.

I sipped a glass of red wine, as I sat outside at a french restaurant.

I had stolen some of Holly's cash before I had left... and before she noticed. I have made it to a wonderful place, but I can obviously tell it's not necessarily all that safe for me. As for I can tell there are agents all around this place.

Holly's P.O.V.

I couldn't control the thoughts in my head anymore. They were taking over my brain and what I do.

I need to push myself to the limit. I grabbed a lock-on shock collar, worth 12,000 volts.

"What are you doing, Holly..? This is suicide!" I asked myself.

I grabbed my car keys and started up my truck, A red Dodge Ram.

I hopped into the front seat and turned on my favorite band: Five Finger Death Punch.

I drove like hell across the dirt road. Luckily I lived in a huge field so no one could call me out on speeding. I drove out onto the road and drove as fast as I could to downtown.

I KNOW Hannibal is downtown, but he's probably moving out by now. There are more undercover FBI agents than police swarming downtown for Hannibal.

I don't recognize anyone, but suddenly get a phone call. I park my truck and answer the phone call.

"Hello...?" I was hesitant to answer.

"Hello, Holly. Let's play a game of hide and Seek." I immediately recognized his voice.

"Hannibal, you can't be downtown there are undercover FBI agents everywhere, you can't ju-" Hannibal cut me off, with a smart-assed tone to his voice.

"Worried about me, Holly? Worried I'll get snatched up by your FBI buddies? You don't think I can... Care for myself, do ya?" He mocked.

"I never even said you couldn't prote-"