Whispers of Hannibal

Part 4: Discovery

It's now been a month and a half since I'd moved to London and classes had been going better than the first month. I would probably say it was because I had two amazing men taking care of me every day.

We hadn't moved along any further with the investigation because we couldn't. I knew who Hannibal was but Will still had no idea and it was almost as if Hannibal had dropped off the planet.

He had though... in a sense. He hadn't killed anyone since the night I'd told him I knew who he was and in a way I was very happy. It disturbed me just a little that I was dating... was I dating?... a cannibal.

But now that we hadn't made any progress on the case, Crawford had flown himself to London and was going over everything we'd found. Will was with him right now going over things in Crawford's hotel room and I was stuck in class wondering what they would discover together.

There was a small tap on my shoulder and I jerked out of my thoughts to find myself face to face with Hannibal. I frowned and looked around but found that my Counseling Methods class was over and everyone had left.

I blushed and looked back at Hannibal. "I guess I spaced out?"

Hannibal straightened back up, his hands brushing across his suit to smooth out all of the none-existent wrinkles. "Are you ok, Midnight? You've been out of it since this morning."

I started putting my books into my backpack and avoided looking Hannibal in the eyes. "Everything is alright."

Hannibal's hand captured mine, stopping me from putting my last book into my bag. "Liar."

I let out a small sigh and sat back in my chair. "Crawford arrived this morning and he's looking over everything with Will."

"Oh." Hannibal moved over to the desk beside me and sat down in the chair. "I guess that would be something to be distracted over."

"I'm afraid with Crawford here Will might find something that will tie... you... to the case."

"You don't have to fear that."

I stood up and knelt down in front of Hannibal, taking his hands into mine. I rubbed my thumbs along his knuckles. "You're acting like the possibility of you being found out isn't a possibility at all."

"I know it's a possibility but I'm not afraid. I find it... intriguing. It's like a game of cat and mouse; to see who the better hunter is."

I bit my lip to hold back my anger. Instead, I let Hannibal's hands go and stood up, turning to place my last book into my bag. Without a further word to him I walked out of the classroom.

"Midnight."

I stopped but refused to look back at him. "It would hurt me to lose you." I slowly turned to face him and allowed him to see the pain in my eyes. "I've already lost so much in my life and when I finally have something..." I took a small step back towards him. "Someone..."

Hannibal moved quickly towards me, grabbing my hand. He didn't say anything as he pulled me behind him through the flow of students heading to their next class or going home.

When we got to his office he let go of my hand and quickly unlocked it. He jerked me inside and closed the door behind us, locking it before slamming me back against the wall.

He slid my backpack off of my shoulder and dropped it to the floor.

His hands slid into my hair and fisted tightly, craning my neck back so that his lips could devour mine. I whimpered as his hands slid from my hair and down along my arms, pressing against my hips, grabbing ahold of my skirt. He jerked the fabric up until his hands could find my bare thighs.