Cerulean [Hannibal] ✓

omens

Jack Crawfords hands shake as he clutches the little plastic bag. The last things that would remain of Miriam Lass. He knew that. And he knew it was his fault. He had allowed her to overstep boundaries. He had allowed her to fall straight into the hands of the Ripper. "Crawford?" He looks up. "We have to take all of that to the evidence locker." Nodding slightly he hands it over, forcing his hand to stop shaking.
That moment he swore revenge.

Thunder crashes in the distance as Hannibals car heads up the driveway to Saturns house. Rain drums against the aluminum shell of his car.
The door opens and equipped with an umbrella Saturn heads towards him, so when he gets out of the car he stays dry. Taking the umbrella from her he places a kiss on her lips. "Welcome home, my love. I've finished dinner.", she smiles at him, gently brushing her thumb over his cheek.
"Let us head inside then."
Together they quickly disappear into the dry house filled with the scent of lavender and Rosemary. Catching his questioning glance the woman smiles. "I've discovered lavender, rosemary and thyme tea really relaxes me so I'm drying herbs currently. That and I've discovered this lovely recipe for chinese herbal honey tea. So I'm also drying some roots. I hope it's not too much for you. I know how sensitive you are to scent." Hannibal smiles. "I actually like this scent. It's lovely. Very much like you." Her cheeks redden at his compliment and she laughs, kissing his jaw. "You are far too sweet, Hannibal. Come on. Let's get some food into you before you fall over. God knows how much boring stuff you had to listen to today. "The answer is a lot, my love." Shrugging out of his coat he hangs it where her jackets, coats and a few of his own hang, then enters her kitchen that is filled with the heavenly scent of homecooked meals and the sound of soft music. "Three more months.. imagine that.", the young woman sighs, when he gently wraps his arms around her, looking at the ring he had put on her finger. A smile pulls at his lips. "It can't be early enough." "We still haven't figured out what we should do about our living situations.", Saturn says looking at her secretly homicidal future husband. "Move in with me." "And what should I do with my house then, Hannibal? I have far too many things to move them out..", she chuckles and he nods. She was right. Suddenly her eyes light up. "I've seen a large house a few days ago on my drive to your place. It's very much your style and it is larger than both of our places. Best of all.. it's for sale." The cannibals maroon eyes gaze into hers as a smile grows on his lips. Pressing a kiss to her lips he pulls her close. "We shall have to look into the matter it would appear." "Indeed we shall.", Saturn nods, as she plates up the food working around his arms still circling her waist.
They enjoy their meal, then sit in her living room together, drinking tea and looking at images of the houses interior and contacting the estate agency, promptly getting themselves an appointment for a tour of the large house and finally just relaxing, resting on the comfortable couch with Saturn wrapped up in Hannibals arms, her head resting against his chest as they enjoy the music filling the room and the ever darkening horizon turning from red to a deep purple to blue and finally to black. A question that he had on his mind for a while finally leaves Hannibals lips. "Love?" "Yes?" "How do you feel about having children?" Raising her head Saturn looks at him with wide eyes. "Do you mean it?" "I do want children with you." Indeed he did. He wanted to experience it. The feeling of having children. The feeling of parenthood that many had described to him as the best feeling in the world. "I... honestly wasn't prepared for this question..", Saturn admits, laughing softly. "You don't want children?" "I never thought I would be in a situation that would honestly make me consider having any. I don't know if I will be a good mother and I'd want to be." "You will be. I can guarantee you that." He knew she would be. Her eyes soften and just like that he knows he'd get what he wanted. "Yes, Hannibal. I'd like to have children with you." "Well.. now that we know that.. we should head upstairs." In a flash he has scooped her up and carries her up the stairs. "Hannibal!", she laughs, holding onto him. "Too late to back out now.."