Is it insane to think you and Hannibal Lecter could meet by chance?
A young woman is referred to Hannibal Lecter for treatment.
This story is based off the Hannibal series which I DO NOT OWN!!!
Enjoy.
Jack and Hannibal race back into the room and Jack locks the door behind him. The door nob shakes from the other side.
"Jack!" Will Graham shouts from behind the door.
"Go home, Will." Jack snapped.
Will went quiet.
"Who's Will?" You ask nervously.
Jack turns to you and covers his mouth with his hand in shock.
"Your head!" He exclaims.
"My what?"
Jack turns to Hannibal.
"So she hurt herself in her acts of violence?"
Hannibal walks over to you and holds a cold compress to your head. You cringe, your head really does hurt.
"Jack," Hannibal said calmly"I have reason to believe, Miss Peters was knocked unconscious and did none of what was accused, this looks like an abrasion caused by a heavy object."
Jack frowns and comes closer to look at your wound.
Hannibal looks at you noticing the straight jacket, he scowls at it on your body and pulls it off you.
"Ouch!" You cringe grabbing your left arm up near your shoulder.
Instantly Doctor Lecter grabs your arm and pulls up your sleeve revealing a heavy dark bruise on your arm. There is a red spot of dried blood in the middle of the bruise.
"Jack call anyone who would know the location of the driver you hired last night," Jack left the room, phone in hand. Hannibal looked you right in the face "you were sedated by that man, I need you to come with me. I need to make sure that you are safe."
You nod.
"Yes, Doctor Lecter."
He gives you a worried smile and helps you out of the bed. He's stronger than you had first thought and lifts you easily with one of his arms. To your relief you can feel Hannibal's gift to you in your back pocket. What a relief. You can walk but you feel weak.
You are supported to the door, feeling too dizzy to lift your head.
"You sick bastard."
You look up in complete shock, there is a man in the doorway he was dressed in a dark green coat and a blue flannel shirt. His short black curls frame around his glasses showing his intense eyes.
He steps forward and grabs Hannibal by the shirt.
"Look at her!" He spits at him.
"I can see her, Will."
"She looks almost EXACTLY like Abigail!"
You stare at the man you assumed to be Will Graham.
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"HEY!" You say as harshly as you can, Will looks down at you his mouth trembling and you soften your voice,"Mr. Graham, that's my Doctor you are holding please let go of him."
Will Graham's face turned a deep red and his defences fell.
"I'm sorry, do what you have to do." He said sadly through a pained smile.
You and Hannibal pass Will Graham by.
"She has her face but YOUR speech." You hear him his under his breath to Hannibal. Doctor Lecter bites his lip to fight back a smirk.
You both exit the house and enter his car.
"Doctor Lecter?" You ask.
"Yes Miss Peters?"
"Who's Abigail?"
"I apologise Miss Peters but I can not dignify that question with an answer."
"Oh sorry."
"Not 'oh sorry' Miss Peters," Doctor Lecter corrected you.
"I apologise." You finish looking at Hannibal for approval.
