Hannibal's Little Lector (Hannibal tv series fan fiction)

Do I tell her? (Hannibal's eyes)

For many years I've been killing people, in all sorts of ways. I've been known as a few things but, most recent Jesepeak Ripper. That's just so exciting. I recently gave Jack a new case to look at the, plumber it was fun killing him. I hadn't killed anyone in a while. I love killing, its the thrill of the hunt and the actually killing part. 

The only problem now is, Georgia. If I ever get caught, it will never see her again. She will hate me for it and never want anything to do with me again. I've only just got her, I only just found out that she was my daughter. I needed to do something, something that could protect the both of us.

I don't know what to do.

1. Tell her and, try to make her understand and hopefully train her to be like me??????????????????

2. Don't tell her and try as best as I can to stop killing???????????????????

3. Do number one, but don't tell her I plan to frame Will for being the copy cat killer.

I didn't know what to do. I should tell her and let her chose for herself, which means she can either chose to be like me or go running to the police and hate me forever. I should tell her, I should, but how do I put it. Let's think.

"Georgia, there is something I need to tell you. It's something I've done for a very long time. Ever heard of the Jesepeak Ripper. Well I'm him and I just really couldn't really help it. I just love killing, the thrill of it and the excitement as you just do it." Hannibal said to himself, to see if it sounded right. But he had to tell her. Hannibal put on his coat and grabbed his car keys.

He left his office and locked the office door before, going down the stairs and locking his front door behind him. His car was lovely it was parked round the back in the garage. It was a new Jaguar XJ. He got to the garage and got into the car. He waited for about five minutes, trying to decide whether or not to let her know. Then he turned the key and listened as the engine roared.

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Hannibal had pulled up in front of Georgia's house and then, he sat and waited.  Then he decided, he had to it was the only thing he could do, to protect himself in a way yes, but to protect her more than anything. He got out the car and walked up to the house. He knocked on the door and when Georgia opened it, she hugged him shouting Dad. He hugged her back even tighter, not knowing if it would be their last hug together.

She walked away after the hug into the kitchen, Hannibal followed soon behind and just as if she had known him all her life, Georgia grabbed a big wine glass and one of her best bottle's. She herself though had a Budweiser for a change.

"Do you want to go to the lounge instead? It's more comfortable." She smiled at him. He smiled back and then nodded yes. They walked into the living room side by side, then sat down on the sofa's. Then he started to talk.

"Georgia did your Mum ever tell you that, when we were together we talked about baby names. We both chose ones that we liked individually, and then decided on which one we would have. Your Mum chose, Elizabeth and Michael. I chose, James and Georgia. I was shocked when I found out that you were my daughter, but afterwards I laughed. I couldn't help but laugh because she chose the name I picked." Georgia smiled at Hannibal then laughed herself.

"No she never told me." She said while still laughing.

"Georgia, have you ever heard about the, Jesepeak Ripper?" The laughing soon stopped after he mentioned the name.

"Yeah, he's the guy that has going round killing. They think he's returned after what they called retiring. I love the subject, ever since I was a teen. When I found out about killers and murders. I would go to the shops and grab ever paper they had, and throughout the day, I would read ever single one very carefully. I was looking for the extreme killing, it was all over the world about the Jesepeak Ripper and how he had supposed to have killed Jack's young FBI agent. I have a scrap book on every killing he did, past and present." Georgia carried on for a little bit longer and then Hannibal started to laugh. "What you laughing at. I would actually kill anyone who had information on him, I would love to meet him." Then Hannibal stopped laughing.

"Georgia, I ... I'm the Jesepeak Ripper. I've been killing for a long time before you were even born, in different ways so I never get caught." Georgia looked scared for a second.

"You are joking, aren't you Dad?" She said in a nervous tone.

"I'm not joking Georgia. Jack and Will don't know. I just thought you should know. I've decided that you can go and tell the police or even Jack if you want. Or I can train you to be like me and carry this on once I've ...you know.... past."

"I'm just shocked, but in the only time I've known you. I don't want to lose you but, I still cannot believe it. My Dad a serial killer in many different forms. I won't tell the police or Will or even Jack, but I would like to know how you manage to do it." They both just smiled with laughter.

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Hannibal returned home after about an hour or two, he had a nice time at Georgia's but he was a bit tired from thinking a lot. He parked the car and, got into home. Hannibal walked slowly up to his office and lay back in the chair. Hannibal closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep when Jack came bursting through the doors.

"Hannibal, so is she your daughter?" Jack shouted angrily, he may have told Hannibal her real name but to him it didn't mean she really was. Hannibal hadn't responded to Jack since he told him and Jack was a bit annoyed by it. "Well, Hannibal . Is she?" 

"Yes she is, her mother died and left her a note telling her." Jack sounded a bit annoyed by the news.

"Does Will know? Because he's still acting weird."

"Yes, Will knows we told him together."

"So why is he acting, so weird still. He was acting weird before you told him and now after." Hannibal laughed and looked up at the ceiling. "What you laughing at?"

"Your so bling. How did you act when you met your wife, for the first time?"

"I acted funny around her."

"You know when you asked me if they were seeing each other before. Well they weren't at that moment in time. However, now they are. He said he loved her right in front of me. He said, "I still love you no matter if your last name is Lector." it was so sweet." Jack sat down and sighed in anger. He looked even more annoyed now.

"I need his head right. I need it clear, because she is distracting Will from his work and that isn't good." Jack said bluntly.

"Jack, Will shouldn't be in that environment anyway. However, it does him some good to work like that sometimes. But if you imply that he shouldn't be seeing my daughter, that isn't up to you or me. That has to be decided between the two of them no one else. Jack do you understand what I'm saying?" Jack stood up and leaned over Hannibal's desk, as spoke right in front of his face.

"I understand clearly." Jack stormed off out the room and Hannibal heard the door downstairs slam. Finally Hannibal was alone at last in the peace and quite, alone to have some rest.