Hannibal fanfiction!

Control

You are awoken by the slamming of a door. You can hear Jack and an unknown mans voices arguing in another room. Staring at the ceiling you try to listen to their discussion. 

"No!" You hear Jack shout, "Will, you do not need to get involved in this, it's under control."

"Really?" The other man scoffs,"You call this under control?"

"Will Graham, you need to focus on the case right now, you don't need to be involving yourself in these kinds of matters!"

"Just let me see her, Jack."

Realising the discussion is about yourself you attempt to sit up but you realise you can not move your arms. The straight jacket binds you and you cringe from the heavy fabric burn you feel on your wrists and neck. You try again and successfully pull yourself into an upright sitting position.

You do not remember struggling, or even wearing the straight jacket... In fact the whole night seems a blur. Looking around the room you see you are rested in a small old bed with metal frames and your eyes rest on one old cracked window. The room is otherwise empty. 

Then you hear it.

The sound of a door opening with a quiet creaking.

"Jack Crawford."

You immediately recognise the voice.

"DOCTOR LECTER!" You shout in the most 'damsel in distress' way you possibly can.

There's complete silence.

"Hannibal... Stay right there" Jack warns sternly.

"Jack you forget, I may work with you," Hannibal said calmly "but when it comes to my client you are no longer my superior."

You hear Doctor Lecter's footsteps coming towards your room and you immediately attempt to hide behind your long dark brown hair. 

The door opens and he enters the room. 

You hear him approach you, and feel him sit on the bed you're on. 

He tucks some of your hair behind your right ear as to see your face.

"Always hiding behind this hair." He says gently.

Your eyes fill with tears.

"What happened to me last night?"

Hannibal pauses.

" You attacked your driver last night, he was able to restrain you and bring you to your room."

"...but I don't remember." You sob.

Doctor Lecter brushed the rest of your fringe behind your left ear.

You hear him quickly withdraw his breath.

His face is pale his eyes widened and eyebrows raised, his mouth slightly open.

He gets up abruptly and races out of the room.

You hear him down the hall his voice shaking subtly and you sense anger.

"Jack you need to take a look at this."