"Abigail," Will says firmly as his daughter runs around Hannibal's cell.
Abigail freezes beside a guard and she whisks around toward her father. He waves her over and she rubs over and hugs his legs. Hannibal is watching the child with curious eyes as she turns around. She leans back against her dad and she watches Hannibal, who is strapped and masked up like the cannibal that he is.
"I need your help, Hannibal," Will says, giving Hannibal a look that only the cannibal can see. He watches as Hannibal makes a note of the look. "Please."
Hannibal smiles a little. Not because Will said please, but because he knows that this is when his escape begins.
"Okay," Hannibal says. "I will help you, Will."
Alana watches as Will and Hannibal stare at each other, like old times. She tilts her head to the side, not knowing what mental conversation the Murder Husbands are having inside their heads with one another.
*****
"Well, Bedelia," Will says to the psychiatrist as it comes to the end of his session with her. "I think I did fall in love with Hannibal, too."
Bedelia inhales sharply when she hears this and Will leaves before she can comment.
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Murder Husbands
FanfictionThis is a fan fiction for Hannibal Lecter and Will Graham. <3 Aka, the Murder Husbands.
