Folie à Trois: a Will X Hannibal

Canine...

Narrator's POV

The F.B.I. arrived twenty minutes later with two ambulances in tow.

While the agency swarmed the crime scene, Louise and Garret Jacob Hobbs were declared dead at scene and all of Abigails injuries were little more than scratches and bruises.

Since this time, Abigail hadn't gone into a coma, she was immediately questioned on what had happened.

Skillfully, she recounted a tale of truths and half-truths, of how her father had killed her mother and tried to do the same to her suddenly in the middle of breakfast.

Will and Hannibal helped as much as they could, telling Jack what had happened when they arrived.

***

After an hour or so of questioning, Hannibal and Will were allowed to take Abigail from the scene.

Also immediately after they arrived at Hannibal's house, the older man contacted his lawyer to get himself and Will registered as Abigail's guardians.

While Hannibal was on the phone, Will and Abigail talked in the kitchen.

"How are we here?" The teen girl asked

"We don't know either." Will admitted, "What's the last thing you can remember?"

"W-When we-we were supposed to leave to-together." Abigail admitted, remembering her death

Will nodded slightly, "That won't happen this time. I won't let it. This time, if we have to flee, we go just as we planned."

Abigail smiled weakly, "What about you? What do you remember last?"

"After what happened that night, Hannibal left with his psychiatrist and went to Europe. I went after him after spending nearly a year in the hospital. I found him in Florence and we forgave each other for our betrayals but then I betrayed him again and he tried to eat my brain and feed it to Jack too. Then me and Hannibal basically broke-up and he allowed himself to be captured since he didn't accept it. I tried to be normal for three years and even got married while Hannibal waited in the asylum. I broke him out in the end and we killed another killer together and then I pushed us off a cliff. Next thing I know, I'm back here." Will shared, catching her up on what she had missed

"I was so terrified when I first 'woke up'. One moment I was bleed- I was in Hannibal's kitchen with you and the next I was watching tv with my parents last night." Abigail admitted, "my first thought was that 'I'm in Hell and I have to relive this forever'. Anyways, what's the plan?"

"Nothing terribly complicated, try to relive what happened last time while avoiding our mistakes. If everything works out well, we stay here for the rest of our lives. If worse still happens, we go abroad and live on the run. No matter what we can't betray each other, that where we went wrong." Will informed

"Are you and Hannibal a couple?" Abigail asked

"Kinda." Will said, rubbing his thumbs together, "We're partners but I don't know if that includes romantically."

"I was under the assumption we were Murder Husbands." Hannibal stated as he walked in, "And if I'm not wrong, 'husbands' implies a romantic relationship."

Will blushed, "You wouldn't be wrong."

Hannibal smiled and leaned towards him, kissing him.

Their kiss was brief, barely lasting a few seconds, but it left them both wanting more.

They kissed once more, resting their foreheads together for a moment before separating.

"I think we should have brunch." Hannibal decided, "To honor our old lives while embracing our new one."

"Sounds good to me." Will agreed, "Want any help?"

"Just with setting the table." Hannibal answered

Hannibal then made their brunch: making espresso waffles with a mocha drizzle, blue cheese and 'bacon' quiche and fresh pomegranate juice.

An hour or so later, the small family was eating their meal together and talking.

"We'll have to lay low for awhile." Will said, referring to his and Hannibal's relationship, "Since we technically met yesterday, it would be weird if we were suddenly dating and I was moving in with you."

"It would, so start small, start packing but we can wait a few weeks." Hannibal agreed, "Perhaps we should wait to be public until Frederick 'finds' the Ripper."

"That would be best." Will said, "It'll give you plenty of time to dog-proof the house."

"I think it would be best if you began to find new homes for most of your dogs." Hannibal softly said, "If the worse still occurs it will be very difficult for us to leave the country with more than one, maybe two of them and we wouldn't want to burden Alana with seven of them with no notice."

As much as Will wanted to argue, Hannibal did have a point.

***

A week later, after finding the Mushroom Farmer known as Eldon Stammets, Will was in his house in Wolf Trap.

Over the course of the week, he had gotten medication for his encephalitis and had rehomed all but three of his dogs.

He intended only to keep Winston and Buster, but so far Zoe was the only dog left unadopted.

Just as he thought that, he heard a car park outside his house, looking out he saw an older Latina woman get out of her car and walk towards the door.

Opening it before she could knock, he introduced her to Zoe and helped load Zoe's bed, leash, and a bag of treats into the car.

Before long, the woman was gone and with her Zoe.

***

The next morning, Will woke up and fed his dogs while he waited for the water to boil so he could make coffee.

Once he had his mug full of coffee, he sat on his couch and sipped at it when he see his dogs run to the door and start barking.

Getting up, he opened the door and let them out, seeing Alana walk up to the house.

"Morning!" Alana greeted

"Didn't hear you drive up." Will said, taking a sip of coffee after

"Hybrid." Alana said, holding up her keys, "Great car for stalking."

"Um, I'm compelled to go cover myself." Will awkwardly said

Alana shrugged and said, "I have brothers."

"Well, I'll put a robe on just the same. You want a cup of coffee?" Will offered, turning around to head back in his house, "And more immediately, why are you here?"

"Yes, and I wanted to tell you Jack wants to know why you and Hannibal became Abigail's guardians within hours of her parent's deaths?" Alana informed

"She has no one else." Will shrugged, walking into the kitchen with Alana following, "Just wanted to make sure she'd be alright."

"Also, where's the rest of your pack?" Alana asked, wondering why she had only seen two dogs

Will handed her a mug, "I've been sick for a while, still taking meds, figured having seven dogs isn't healthy so I've found most of them new homes."

"Are you sure you're alright?" Alana inquires, "You've been acting kind of strange."

"How so?" Will asked, wrapping himself in a robe

"It's just that one morning you've acting as you've always have and the next you've acted, for lack of a better word, confident." Alana said

Will rolled his eyes, "I'm not a fragile teacup, Alana, I'm not about to fall apart. I'm fine."...