Danny Macey lay in her cell, staring up at the plain ceiling she had become so used to. Rumor between the guards was that a new man was joining her block today. The mans name was Will Graham.

Danny was the only one in her block of cells, deemed to crazy to even socialize with others. Not that She would want to of course, they were all in here for killing someone and pleading crazy when in reality it was this or jail and they preferred this.

Danny had never killed anyone. She had a schizophrenic melt down 6 months go and burnt her house down while her father was in it. There was no court case, Danny was rushed straight to a hospital and they found that her occipital lobe and auditory system were to functional even for a schizophrenic person.

She was locked in a mental hospital with schizophrenia five months ago and they've never locked anyone in the same block as her so this guy, Will Graham, must be pretty crazy.

Danny could have gone back home with medication but her father refused to take her back in. She was told that she couldn't get an apartment with her own because she was a danger to others and needed a guardian.

Of course, to Danny this was stupid. A 25 year old should be able to get her own place but apparently her opinion didn't matter in the case.

There was a lot of shouting suddenly in other blocks, Danny simply turned her head to the side to see a man being pushed into the cell opposite her by two guards.

"Will Graham this is your one and only block mate, Danny. Danny this is Will Graham, finally some company for you." One of the guards said before they both walked away.

Will and Danny both stared at each other. He had a sharp jawline, covered in a light brown beard. His hair was shaggy, a curly fringe almost meeting his grayish blue eyes. He was handsome.

Danny could tell just by looking at him that he hadn't had much sleep, dark circles fell down below his eyes. Danny knew that look, Will was haunted by something.

"What are you in here for?" Danny asked, looking back up at the ceiling.

"Apparently I killed 6 people and ate them but I don't remember anything about it so I'm not really sure." Will said, his voice was full of doubt, "What are you In here for?"

"Remember a few months ago when some chick set her house on fire in a schizophrenic break down?" Danny asked, he nodded and She lifted my hand up, "That's me."

"And you've been in this block by yourself since?" He asked.

"Yep. I mean, for you to be in a block with me...you must be really crazy," Danny explained, "Do you have your own therapist?"

"I have a psychiatrist but I am not to sure about him anymore." Will said, she nodded.

After a while a guard came in with a man. The man was probably shorter than me by a few inches and he introduced himself to Danny as Jack Crawford.

"Would you like me to remove Danny from the block while you two chat?" A guard asked.

Jack was about to say yes but Will beat him to it with a simple "No thank you."

Danny didn't bother listen to their conversation. She knew that Will said something about another man being the killer, Jack said he didn't believe him, that he couldn't because of the evidence they had against Will. It was obvious that they were trying to keep names well hidden, Danny didn't really understand why it's not like she could tell anyone.

Danny felt bad for Will. He was obviously a nice guy and Danny seemed to be the only one that believed him according to Jack. Danny didn't know why, but she hadn't seen the evidence. Jack left eventually and another visitor came in to see Will.

This man was very tall and well tailored, he turned to face Danny and her heart might as well have stopped due to her fear.

"Danny Macey, what a surprise." He spoke in a polite manner but you could still feel the sarcasm.

"Dr. Hannibal Lecter, how chilling it is to make your acquaintance." Danny spat, standing up and walking to the bars. She was a lot shorter than him but she was just as threatening, the glint in her eyes was dark as she glared at him.

"You two know each other?" Will asked.

"Dr. Lecter is the one that got me in here in the first place." Danny said to Will.

"You're the one that burnt your house down, Danny." Hannibal said.

"You refused to give me meds for my schizophrenia, you watched me get worse and worse." She growled

"I'm not here to see you Miss Macey." Hannibal scowled.

Hannibal and Will started arguing quietly, Hannibal was trying hard to be sophisticated but anyone could tell that he cared about Will. Even if he was supposedly framing him for 6 murders. Frederick came to join us a few minutes later, Danny groaned and stood back up, letting the guards put cuffs on her wrist before letting her out of her cell.

"Evening Frederick." She sighed, "You know there isn't really a point in therapy right? I mean, tablets would work but my lazy psychiatrist wouldn't give me any." She growled at Hannibal and walked forward, heading towards the small cages.

I held my hands out for Frederick, letting him take off my hand-cuffs. "Kinky." I whispered before climbing into the cage, crossing my legs as I got inside.

"So, did Will actually murder those people or did Hannibal?" Danny asked. She really didn't see the point in therapy for herself but they refused to give her tablets in case she over dosed or refused to take them or even choked on them.

"There is an ongoing debate on that matter. Some people believe Will, some people believe the evidence." Frederick said simply.

"So does the killer have a nickname? Is it Hannibal the Cannibal? Maybe it was Jack Crawford and he's Jack the Ripper the second." Danny said excitedly.

"The Chesapeake Ripper." Frederick said, Danny pouted. It's wasn't as creative her ideas were.

Frederick and Danny actually started my therapy once they were done chatting about the outside world. Danny was very fond of Frederick Chilton, he had been the only one to actually pay attention to her when she was sent there.

Frederick let her walk back to her cell with no hand cuffs on. He knew she wouldn't run away, they'd catch her in no time and besides, who could she run too? Her father doesn't like her anymore and she had no other family that would take her in.

The guard, Daniel, opened the gate to her cell. She walked into it and sat down, turning back to look at Will who was already fast asleep. Danny smiled slightly, she had never really looked at someone while they were sleeping but Will was probably the definition of cute right now.