Hannibal: Your Mine

Chapter 2: The Past

Hannibal and I started making sense of everything. I hadn't done this in nearly 3 years, and let's just say, I was a little rusty. For most of the time, Hannibal and myself had discussed our theories of this killer. We decided that this killer was male, and was in his late 30's, early 40's. He had a place of his own, not a house, but maybe an abandoned warehouse; Somewhere in closed too. This killer was very cautious, meaning he was intelligent and has motive. He probably lives far from the park and put the bodies there to lead us a stray. After, looking at the time, I realised that we had been at this for 2 hours now. Usually Jack would come to see how we were getting on, but he hadn't. I subbed out, and went to the 'body' room. The only person there was Beverly. She was in her own work space, which was in a hidden corner. The whole room was dark, except from Beverly's corner.

"Um, Hey. Where did everyone go?"

"Lunch, and getting ready for court"

"Court?"

"Will Graham's trail is in a week. Everyone needs to get their story straight...Even Jack. He should be in his office. If Jack asks where I am, say I'm gone to a family emergency"

"And, where are you going really?"

"To go see Will. He's the only one who can crack the code, We need answers and Will is our only hope"

"Then why am I here..."

"Jack's trying to bring you out of retirement...You didn't hear that OK?"

I gave a small nod, and with that she grabbed her jacket and ran. I made my way to Jack's office, and knocked 4 times on his glass door. I entered and saw a troubled man. This wasn't the man I knew, the man I knew was a hero. A strong hero too, one that saved my life.

"Ah, Ivy, please sit"

"Jack, you look awful! What's wrong?"

"I feel like I've just killed my friend, and my career"

"If your talking about Will, It wasn't your fault...."

"You don't know the case. Ivy, I need you more than ever...You're my stabilty"

"Jack.....Being here is very painful, Litrally....But, I owe you. You did save my life..."

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The Next Day

I arrived back early, in fact nobody was even in the office. Jack sat in his office looking over a case file. Will's in fact. I didn't knock, I just entered. Jack was under too much stress, First his wife now this.

"Hey Jack. Why did you call me here so early?"

"We found another body. It's from the same group but we found it miles away from the rest. You're the best at this stuff, so do what ever you need to do"

"These just keep popping up. Where is it?"

"Body room"

We made our way towards the silver tray which sat in the middle of the body room. He matched the others, exept he seemed to be ripped. His mussels were even showing, This wasn't rage that did this, this was hope; This man wanted to die another way, his way. All men have a natural instinct to survive....

"Jack he's not like the others! He tore himself out"

"Dr. Lector, Your theory was wrong" Dr.Lector appeared from the corner. Jack liked us working together. I could tell by that look in his eye. A shiver ran down my spine, as the sharp features of his face came into view.

"Oh, Ivy. Your doctor gave me this. It shows that your able to do this type of work.....Now, will you stay?"

"I'll think about it"

Jack left, and all that was left was me and Dr.Lector.

"You were injured?"

"Thats why I'm ex-FBI...I got shot"

"By who?"

"Don't know.The guy got away. People say its the Chesapeak ripper, but I know its not"

"How do you know?"

"I just know......He would have killed me if it was him. Besides, Jack was there...He..He saved my life"

"I would like to get to know you. Would you care to come to my house for dinner?"

"So formal? Ah, Why not! Sure I'll go, Thank you"

"The pleasure is mine...." He said with a devilish grin.