Who says the Ripper case can't cause love?

Chapter 16

Matthew Jackson, known to the FBI as 'Runner Killer'. He hunted and preyed on females at sporting events, whether they worked there, were part of the event, or just watching. This time, Sara drug Hannibal to a crime scene, since Will was busy with the ripper case. "This is Amanda Collins, 16 year old baseball player in her school team, The Badgers." Hannibal leaned over, smelling Sara before she swatted him away. "Focus, Doctor Lecter." She hissed, as other agents swarmed the body. "The only way we could get who's killing them is by doing what his other victims had done, leading up to their death." Hannibal chimed in, staring down at the corpse. " Sara backed away, defensive. "I am /not/ going to a sporting event just to /possibly/ catch the killer." Later that night, Hannibal took Sara to a baseball game, basically against her will. "Hannibal, you're a bit, overdressed.." Sara mumbled, walking through the gates and to their seats. "So are you." She growled, looking Sara over. She was wearing black flats, a silver skirt and a grey t-shirt. Rolling her eyes, she watched the game, before seeing Matthew Jackson out of the corner of her eye. Hannibal noticed, as he followed her eyes. "I'm going out." She said, jumping  off the bleachers, following him. "Hey sweetie~" He purred, pulling Sara towards him, smirking. "How's the game?" Sara squirmed, trying to move out of his grasp before he put a knife up to her throat. "Stop moving, or I'll /make/ you." She bit her lip, whimpering. Hannibal rushed to her side, punching him square in the jaw. "I'm the only one that can hurt her and get away with it." Hannibal growled, snapping Matthew's neck, slitting his throat as well. Sara looked at Hannibal, almost in shock, the blood spraying on her face. "Oh...oh my lord.."  

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