Hannibal's untold story: Hannibal's daughter

(5) the red dragon

I was at the FBIHQ, I was changing out the funeral Clothes ,that I had been in all day, and changed into blue jeans, a white buttoned up shirt, a black leather jacket, a belt that held my magazines for my pistol and I stuck on my FBI badge. I put on my black boots and I tied my hair up into a pony tail with one strand of hair falling in front of my face. I grabbed my pistol and I tucked it into my belt. I walked to Jack's office to see Jack sat at his desk.
"Where's Will?" I asked as I walked over to his desk.
"I thought you would know" he sighed. Jack was piling up some papers and he had a pistol laying on the desk.
"What do you mean?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"We left to call Freddie Lounds, she didn't pick up, and then we parted ways. He said he went to go look for you" Jack exclaimed as he tucked his pistol into his belt and began to walk to the door.
"Jack wait, what if this is serious" I stopped him. Jack stopped reaching for the door handle and he looked back at me.
"What do you mean?" Jack wanted me to expand on my theory, their normally right.
"Hannibal said the tooth fairy wanted to talk to me. He knows I'm close to Will..." I gulped.
"The teams ready. We can go whenever" Jack said.
"I will call you" I promised. Jack left the office and I began to call Will. It kept going to his voice mail.
14 calls later, I ran out the FBIHQ and I was running to my car, until I saw someone peering in the car window. I snuck up on them and I tapped on their shoulder. They turned their whole body and I must've startled them. They had a black hoodie up but I could tell it was a female.
"May I... help you?" I asked, peering my head behind them to see if there was anything in my car that was any good.
"Oh I'm sorry uh... are you agent Graham" they asked. I nodded my head at them, they let out a slight smile and went to touch my hair but I moved back.
"Who are you?" I asked them.
"Oh uh.. Margot Verger" she introduced herself.
"I recall the name but uh, I don't know you" I told her.
"Huh, I thought Will would've told you" she smiled as she removed her hoodie since there was no need for it anymore.
"No he didn't..." I raised an eyebrow at her.
"Well, I helped save your mother" she told me. I wanted to know more.
"Continue" I said.
"My brother... kidnapped your mother, he wanted her to carry the Verger Baby but she refused on many occasions. But what we didn't know, was that she was pregnant with you. If she wasn't, my brothers plan would've worked. A large rescue mission went on and it went wrong but me and your mother stayed together when things got iffy. You could say she did most the work but I knew the layout of the house and the plans" she told me.
"Will never told me any of this..." I said to myself, but Margot thought I was talking to her.
"Your mother was brave, has anyone told you that you look a lot like her" Margot smiled while staring at my face.
"Uh yes, a lot actually." I nervously laughed.
"Have you gone to see your father?" She asked me.
"I'm sure you've seen the papers, or else you wouldn't be staring into my car right now" I exclaimed.
"You're smart aren't you? Clarice taught you well" Margot smiled. I forced a smile but hearing Clarice's name broke my heart but I had to glue it together for the time being.
"She did yeah.. but seeing Hannibal has been some help in the case, I shouldn't be telling you all of this but you knew my mother so" I shrugged my shoulders at her.
"You're calling him Hannibal?" She noticed.
"I don't really like to think I'm related to a cannibal" I informed her. She nodded her head at me in agreement.
"Your father isn't all bad" she said to me. I laughed at her, but I noticed I seemed a little rude.
"You're joking, right?" I was still smiling, thinking she was joking.
"Why would I be kidding? He saved your mother on many occasions and he actually helped solve many murders" she was being serious and I stopped smiling.
"He's the Chesapeake ripper" I reminded her.

"Yes but there's good in him. Do you think otherwise?"

"Yes I do"

"He is your father"

"He is a cannibal"

"You just need to get to know him like I do. You cannot tell me you don't have any good memories of him and he's even around you for many years, he could've killed you at any point"