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Starling never really expected Dr. Lecter to come walking back into her life. Especially not at a busy time such as this, the FBI was really busy on a case with a new serial killer. Moreover, her best friend Ardiela Mapp was just killed in a drug bust with Evelda Drumgo. Once she pushed the thoughts of Mapp out of her head, she had no complaints, she was happy with John and even though she was still considering his proposal she was pretty positive she was leaning toward yes.
John, yes John Brigham. He led her to entirely different thoughts, thoughts that shut Hannibal Lecter and everybody else out of her head completely. Thoughts such as dropping her job in the FBI and running away with him to raise a family, he was certainly wealthy enough. Yet as happy as she was with John, nothing lasts forever. For the past 7 years they had been together. They got together shortly after she killed Buffalo Bill, and received Dr. Lecters letter.
Suddenly she felt a touch at her shoulder and was snapped out of her reverie.
"Clarice." It was all he said, it was all he had to.
She was well aware of who he was and was even more painfully aware of what this could cause. She was stuck; literally her feet were glued to the ground, in-between two men, two very influential men in her life. John Brigham, the man who was her potential fiancée, and Dr. Hannibal Lecter, she didn't quite know what he was to her.
John moved in, as if to put a protective arm around her but she quickly pushed him away in light of the metallic glint she swore she saw in Dr. Lecters hand. She looked over to John painfully aware of the hurt in his eyes and smiled apologetically, she wasn't choosing either one as of yet. She tried to consider her options as quickly as possible.
On one side she was finally content with her job at the FBI, Krendler was still trying to raise all kind of hell but she held a secure place in the Behavioral Science section and Crawford didn't seem to want to change that. Furthermore, she was very happy with her relationship with Brigham and was going to accept his proposal until Hannibal Lecter walked into the restaurant and actually made his presence noticed.
Speaking of the Doctor, what did he want from her? He popped into the picture rather suddenly, almost too suddenly for her liking. Still, even though he appeared to have horrible timing and chose to come back into the picture just when everything was going right in her life, she was happy to see him. It was something about him that completed her and she had the sudden urge to speak with him, privately.
Even though she thought it would look heinously rude to leave her date waiting she had to excuse herself and Dr. Lecter, she has to speak with him. She needed questions answered; she needed the right piece of mind if she was going to say yes to John.
"John if you will excuse us for a few minutes I would like to have a word with him," Starling explained. She was not at all happy with the cold stare both men were sending to each other, she knew the shit was gunna hit the fan, and she didn't know if there was a chance in hell to stop it.
A/N: First chapter, promise there will be more, not totally sure how long it will be, PLEASE review.
Starling never really expected Dr. Lecter to come walking back into her life. Especially not at a busy time such as this, the FBI was really busy on a case with a new serial killer. Moreover, her best friend Ardiela Mapp was just killed in a drug bust with Evelda Drumgo. Once she pushed the thoughts of Mapp out of her head, she had no complaints, she was happy with John and even though she was still considering his proposal she was pretty positive she was leaning toward yes.
John, yes John Brigham. He led her to entirely different thoughts, thoughts that shut Hannibal Lecter and everybody else out of her head completely. Thoughts such as dropping her job in the FBI and running away with him to raise a family, he was certainly wealthy enough. Yet as happy as she was with John, nothing lasts forever. For the past 7 years they had been together. They got together shortly after she killed Buffalo Bill, and received Dr. Lecters letter.
Suddenly she felt a touch at her shoulder and was snapped out of her reverie.
"Clarice." It was all he said, it was all he had to.
She was well aware of who he was and was even more painfully aware of what this could cause. She was stuck; literally her feet were glued to the ground, in-between two men, two very influential men in her life. John Brigham, the man who was her potential fiancée, and Dr. Hannibal Lecter, she didn't quite know what he was to her.
John moved in, as if to put a protective arm around her but she quickly pushed him away in light of the metallic glint she swore she saw in Dr. Lecters hand. She looked over to John painfully aware of the hurt in his eyes and smiled apologetically, she wasn't choosing either one as of yet. She tried to consider her options as quickly as possible.
On one side she was finally content with her job at the FBI, Krendler was still trying to raise all kind of hell but she held a secure place in the Behavioral Science section and Crawford didn't seem to want to change that. Furthermore, she was very happy with her relationship with Brigham and was going to accept his proposal until Hannibal Lecter walked into the restaurant and actually made his presence noticed.
Speaking of the Doctor, what did he want from her? He popped into the picture rather suddenly, almost too suddenly for her liking. Still, even though he appeared to have horrible timing and chose to come back into the picture just when everything was going right in her life, she was happy to see him. It was something about him that completed her and she had the sudden urge to speak with him, privately.
Even though she thought it would look heinously rude to leave her date waiting she had to excuse herself and Dr. Lecter, she has to speak with him. She needed questions answered; she needed the right piece of mind if she was going to say yes to John.
"John if you will excuse us for a few minutes I would like to have a word with him," Starling explained. She was not at all happy with the cold stare both men were sending to each other, she knew the shit was gunna hit the fan, and she didn't know if there was a chance in hell to stop it.
A/N: First chapter, promise there will be more, not totally sure how long it will be, PLEASE review.