Hannigram.(S1)

06

Hannibal arrived home after dropping Abigail to the hospital  . Tired but satisfied .

The little adventure he and Abigail shared was very fruitful indeed. And with some manipulating he was sure that he could get her in his side.

The way how She had gutted Nicolas Boyle was shocking but impressive. In a way she was a image of her father. She also had the potentiality of the hunter.

Now he just had to sit back and wait for Will to come back to him............in some way he always knew that Will would.

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"Sometimes at night, I leave the lights on in my little house , I look back from a distance, the house is like a boat at sea.  It’s really the only time I feel safe." Will said silently as he sat infront of hannibal

"Far from shores that would breach the hull structure of your mind. What dark waters would they let in? " Hannibal asked

"My mind has already been breached. " Will confessed

"You view your mentality as grotesque but useful." Hannibal whispered but silently he had always admired the youngermans mentality no matter the amount of grotesque or twisted it was

"I tried so hard to know Garret Jacob Hobbs.  To see him past the glint of slides and vials, beneath the lines of police reports, between
those printed faces of sad, dead girls."

"How did you feel seeing Marissa
Schuur impaled in his antler room?" Hannibal asked getting closer to Will who whispered

"Guilty  ..........Because I felt like I killed her."

"A lipless voice accusing you." Hannibal suggested

"I got so close to him.  Sometimes I felt like we were doing the same things at various times of the day.  Like I was eating or showering or sleeping at the same time he was.  " Will confessed.

Hannibak felt a stab of jeleousy as he heard the confession. The fact that Will was so obsessed with some other mediocre killer. A killer with no taste nor value.

"Even after he was dead?" Hannibal asked withdrawing from Will so the younger man couldn't see the frown

"Even after he was dead."

"Like you were becoming him." Hannibal huffed in annoyance

"I know who I am Dr. Lecter. But I don’t think I should see Abigail anymore.  Not for a while."

Hannibak processed the conversation. Wondering how Abigail would take the news. No matter how she acted he knew the girl did have a soft spot for both him and Will . Even if they caused her fathers death in a way she was grateful.

And he knew what she craved for.
What his Will craved for.
And deep inside what he himself carved for.

A family. A connection with some one similar to themselves.

It was hours after Will departed his office. Hannibal was busy wondering about Will and his new development  when suddenly he heard a creek above him
He smiled already knowing who it was.
"Hello, Abigail."

"How did you know it was me?" She asked from above

"Hospital called.  You climbed over the wall.  Where else were you to go?  Come down from there." He chided softly as
Abigail climbed down the ladder.

" I don’t want to go to sleep. " She said softly."I didn’t honor any part of him.  So it’s just murder, isn’t it?"

"Most would argue self defense." He said trying to comfort her

"Then why not tell the truth." She said curiously

"Most would argue.  There would still be those who would say you were taking after your father."

"You said I gutted him. Like a deer."

"Nicholas Boyle is more important for the gutting, more important than the life he clamored after." Hannibal replied

"You’re glad I killed him."

"What would be the alternative?  That he killed you?" Hannibal asked trying to bargain with her

After a moment of silence
"You’re the one who called the house.  You talked to my dad before...  What did you say to him?" She whispered

Hannibal smiled inwardly 'clever girl'
"A simple conversation, ascertaining if he was home for an interview. "

"They think who called the house was a serial killer.  Just like my dad." She said cautiously

"I’m nothing like your father. I made a mistake.  Something easily misconstrued. Not unlike yourself." Hannibal said looking into her brown eyes as she searched his 
Abigail smiled softly
"I’ll keep your secret."

"And I’ll keep yours. " hannibal promised

Hannibal smiled warmly back . Finally successful. In the game of card he now owned a Red Queen.

And soon he shall have Will.