Hannibal's untold story: Hannibal's daughter

(4) finding the red dragon

Clarice's funeral. I hated this already. Will came over to my house the day before and spent the night from my request, I was scared of my hallucinations and my break downs. For the entire night, he held me close to him and comforted me as I cried. Will was changing in the bathroom and I was changing in the bedroom. My dress was a pure black, sleeveless dress. It ran to my knees and I wore tights and black heels.

Will knocked on the door.
"Come in!" I shouted. Will walked in and I saw his pure black suit, except for the charcoal grey button up shirt. Will walked over to me and held out a coat for me.
"Thanks" I sniffled and took it off him and put the coat on myself.
"At least stay for the ceremony, no matter how hard it gets" Will placed his palms against my facial cheeks and whispered to me. I felt tears build up in my eyes as I stared at Will.
"..okay" I whispered. I wrapped my arms around him as we hugged intensely. He stroked my hair since he knew that calmed me and I gripped onto his shirt in hope for more comfort.

———- time skip ——-

"We are here today in memory of Clarice Sterling, an FBI agent who spent most of her life in hope for saving others. She was cherished by those around her, but people noticed her change of character when  Grace had passed, the last victim of the Chesapeake ripper" spoke out the priest.Not many people were at Clarice's funeral. We all were gathered around her coffin and was located outside, there was no rain but the sun was covered by a cloud. I was in the middle of Jack and Will. Will squeezed my hand for comfort.
"Clarice was full of life from a young age, people all said she was a delight to be around and was very cheerful"
I felt tears stream down my face so I looked down at the ground.
"Would anyone like to say a few words?"
I lifted my head up and I glanced over at Will. He looked back at me.
"Can you say something? I'm too scared to" I whispered. Will hesitantly nodded his head at me then he walked over to where the priest stood.

"Clarice was a good friend of mine. she was really intelligent too... her and Grace were close from a young age and Clarice was really protective of her. When Grace died, Clarice filled her place. She taught mischa everything she needed to know for the world and was just the mother she needed... she taught her how to investigate at crime scenes and passed down all the rest of her knowledge to her. She made many sacrifices for everyone and she was the one to find the ripper and bring all those to justice... I don't think she could handle being alone, Grace was her true love, but it was too late for them... but she carried on her days for mischa and look at her now. Best FBI agent on the field, she's getting the ripper to help us find the tooth fairy and is a great person to be around. She reminds me of both Grace and Clarice, and she is a blessing."

Jack patted me on the back and smiled At me. I did a forced smile not to be rude. Will walked back towards us and there was a small applause. People began to throw in their roses onto her casket. I let everyone throw the roses in and I was the last to throw mine in. I took one last look at her casket and I dropped mine in. Will tapped my shoulder and I looked back at him.
"Takeaway?" He asked me while smiling.
"I'm going back to Hannibal, please don't stop me. I need to just, find the tooth fairy" I hurried away and I walked to the asylum.

I went straight to Hannibal instead of going to find Frederic. I opened the door and he was reading a book while leaning on the wall. He looked over at me and saw me in all black and with a sad face.
"A funeral I take it" he said while putting his book away.
"I wonder what made you think that" I sat down on the chair and I crossed my legs and I watched Hannibal walk over to me. He was chuckling at my comment.

"Who's funeral? I do recall asking you who passed and you refused to tell me" Hannibal begged.

"Well, I don't want to distract your work"