I took a large breath and tried to steady my mind and hands as I stood in front of his door. We hadn't seen each other in such a long time that even if it was possible to get the address wrong, I wouldn't be able to tell him from the brother I once knew. I could hear a few dogs barking inside, drats I guess it was now or never. I raised my hand and knocked on the door just loud enough to be heard over the barking which got louder now that I made it more known I was there. Will opened the door and just stared at me. I looked off to the side not sure if he would even know who I was. I know I didn't look the same as did before I ran away from everything.

"Octavia?" His voice was unsure and softer than I could remember, I glanced up and tried to give the best smile I could at him. I was nervous to be around my brother which was odd for how we used to act toward each other.

"Long time no see big bro?" I shifted my bag on my other shoulder as I waited for him to process what's happening. A dog got passed him to run up and look at me with happy go lucky eyes. I smiled more and knelt down and loved on him.

"His name is Winston." I looked up, nodded, then turned my attention back on the pup in front of me. This was good, I was distracted so I didn't have to look at him and it gave him a great reason to talk to me and not have to make eye contact. "Where have you been?" I could feel his eyes roaming my bare arms as he looked at the tattoos that I now had spread across them.

"A little here, a little there, you know me, I've never been one to stay in a place for long if I could help it." A vague answer would do for now. He wasn't really ready for the realness of me being here after so long. If he really wanted to know he could inquire about it. For the first time since I had gotten there I really looked at him, "I'm here now so thats all the matters right?" He avoided eye contact but I could see he was a little happy to hear my words.

We were close when we were younger and I always felt bad about leaving the way that I did. He let me inside and I set my bag down and loved on his dogs. "You didn't like animals that much back… When we were younger, good to see that they've grown on you." I laughed a bit as a dog was playing tug of war with me.

"Octavia what are-" His question was cut short as his phone went off. He hesitated for a moment before he reluctantly answered. I tried to ignore the words I heard, I hated to eavesdrop on his call and prefered to wait until the formalities were out before my curiosity got the better of me. It wasn't a very long call and he was looking nervous again.

"I have to go to a crime scene…" I could tell he only told me that cause he didn't know what to do with me while he was at his job.

"Oh yea no prob I can head out and just come back la-"

"NO." His words rushed out of his mouth before I could finish my sentence. He didn't want me to leave and never show up again. He looked embarrassed as his sudden want for me to not leave. "Just come with me and try to look… well…" He couldn't find the words he wanted to use.

"Got it captain," I did my best not to giggle as I followed him out the door to his car. I stopped, "How about I follow you on my bike?" He didn't like the idea but he just nodded, not wanting to debate it. I made my way to my slightly worn black and red Harley, that looked like it had seen better years. We drove a short distance until he pulled up to worn down warehouse. He looked even more nervous as he glanced in my direction as I pulled up next to him.

"Stay here, this shouldn't be too long I promise." He shut the door and headed to the police line. He was already becoming the protective brother that he used to be. I stayed put for a moment as I watched him head inside. I did well doing as he asked but as the minutes dragged on I couldn't' help but to get get off my bike and lean against his car. To keep my curiosity at bay I started to mess with my nails to try and keep my attention. But that concentration was soon broken as a solid black sedan pulls up late to the party. I glanced up to watch as a tall older male got out of the car in a 3 piece suit. He had to have at least one doctorate by how he held himself, proud but not quite vain. He seemed to be surprised by my presence, though you couldn't tell due to his lack of facial movement. I bet he's a great liar with a poker face like that. Probably an even better poker player. I giggled at the thought.

His eyes sized me up which wasn't much to be honest. I stood at 5'2 with a normal body. I had average dark brown that had subtle red highlights. Having just cut it to a short pixie length. The only thing that might be worth anything was my clear grey eyes that people only noticed when I had contacts in. His dark gaze fell on to Will's car that I leaned against and began to talk over. I held my ground and waited for him to act first.

"May I ask who are you, Miss?" He had an accent I couldn't' place and for the first few moments I just looked at him. I could now get a good look at his face and it was pretty nice to look at. I shook the thought from my head and remember the question put to me.

"Well Sir isn't it polite to give ones name before asking someone else theirs?" I spoke politely but I knew better than to just give my name out willy nilly to some rich fellow. For a moment I saw a glimpse of a look that almost looked like he was slightly impressed with my comment.

"How rude of me, I'm Dr. Hannibal Lecter." I looked at him to see if he was lying then looked away.

"I'm Octavia…" I hesitated about giving him my last name but he must be wondering why I was leaning against Will's car, "Graham." I looked back up at the man as he processed the information I gave him. Though you could barely tell from his face, his gears were turning in his head.

"Well Miss Graham it is certainly a pleasure to meet you. I was not informed that Will had a sister." He held his huge hand out and I shook it firmly. He seemed to know Will so well, maybe I shouldn't be so wary of him.

"Please, just Octavia. I haven't been recognized by my last name in a long time and its hard to hear." I gave him a small smile. My head turned as I see Will walking up to us. I let go of the Doctor's hand and gave him my full attention, "Sup."

He looked from me to the Doctor, "Octavia.." He seemed to be more off than normal. Could it just be from the crime scene or was he upset with me.

"Will, you never told me you had a sibling." Hannibal sounded almost curious by this fact. Will looked off to the side trying to find his words.

"We haven't… seen one another in quite some time."He looked at me with the saddest look since I'd been here. Not sure what to say, I kept my eyes on the ground and waited for someone else to break the silence.

A black man walked up from the crime scene and inquired, "Will, Dr. Lecter, might we have your attention over here?" as he glanced at me while finishing his question. He had to be a cop by the way he looked at me and my tattoos.

"Hey Will, don't worry I'm staying at a motel in town, I'll just head there until you got some time." I hopped onto my bike and kicked her into life. Will quickly grabbed my arm and looked at me.

"Don't leave again…" He looked me straight in the eyes and I nodded. I didn't come all this way to just leave him again, at least not in the present moment. I got back on my bike and backed out of the warehouse parking lot and drove off into the main part of town. It started to rain as I drove but luckily my helmet would keep my face clear. My thoughts wandered back to Will. He looked like he was doing great without me in his life and here I was just popping back into it. I should have just passed through town and not said anything. I'd done it before when he was a cop but I was reading about him in the papers lately and I wanted to let him know how proud I was of him, how our parents would be proud… I pulled to the side of the busy road and just sat there looking into the sky. Maybe I should just leave and not bother him anymore. He'll forget about me just like he did when I left ten years ago. I waited a few more moments before merging back onto the road and making my way to the motel.

~Morning~

I held a bagel in my mouth as I typed in google. I was in a small coffee shop with a tank top and shorts. My motel didn't have internet so I needed a cafe to snoop. I slept as well as anyone could when sleeping in a cheap motel, but I woke up early to try and get something done before I would pop in on Will again. I'm sure he was already sure that I had skipped town and was hundred of miles away. Though the thought did pass through my mind I decided that I should stay.

I had googled some of his cases and the names of a few people I had seen at the scene. So many horrible murders but I guess that would be normal in this day and age. I went through the news articles to learn who each person was, of course I saved the Doctor for last. There was so much to read about him. Accreditations, achievements, awards, and accomplishments that left me impressed with what this man had done with his life. Though he was a lot older than I was so I guess it would almost be normal.

Glancing at the time on the screen, it was still a little early for me to wake Will up. I nibbled on my lip then decided I wanted to stop by the Doctors office and see what it was like to work as a psychologist. I picked up my laptop and put it in my bag, left some money on the table, and headed to my bike.

Getting to his office didn't take that long so I had plenty of time to look around before I needed to head to Will's. Parking my bike in the barren parking lot I walked up the stairs and tried the door. It was open and I walked in to find something other than what I expected. When you think psychologist office you think lame paintings and stuff about feeling and depression, but this place was a work of art. I wandered around the reception area/waiting room just taking my time to look at the paintings and sculptures. I stopped at a painting of a buck standing high and proud. The layers and colors were so perfect that I couldn't take my eyes off of it.

"I got that while in France." I'm pretty sure I jumped at least two feet and turn on a heel to face Dr. Lector. He didn't react to me as he was looking at the painting. Almost as it was normal for strange people to be in… I didn't want to finish that stupid thought.

"Its lovely." I tried to keep my voice normal, still startled at his sudden presence. Finally he looked down at me and ever so slightly smiled and gestured that she join him in his office. I thought about it for a moment then decided I did just break into his office I might as well get the full view.

His office was even more amazing with several different places to sit or lie down. A full bookcase, perfect for people who were nervous, to help keep their hands busy looking and flipping through pages. And the art only got better. Without thinking I walked over to the ladder and made my way to the book case. Only after several minutes of looking at book titles did I remember I wasn't alone. My face flushed a bit as I looked back at Dr. Lecter who was just watching me quietly with hands placed behind his back. "Sorry I got distracted." I looked back to the book I held than to him.

"Don't be, but might I ask why your honored me with your presence?" I didn't know how to answer his question. No one ever said something that nice to me in a long time and it made me hesitant.

"I was reading up on Will and his colleagues and I noticed your office address was on your information and I was only curious." I was being honest, no real need not to be. He seemed to think about what I said and walked over to a seat where I assumed he would usually sit when with a patient.

"Well since you're here, is there anything you would like to talk about Miss Octavia?" He watched me as I struggled with the idea.

"Not really. I mean I'm curious about the people who have been helping my brother but other than that I don't have much other to say." I looked back to my book and opened it and flipped through the images.

"Then perhaps we can have a little quid pro quo?" I wasn't looking at him but when he spoke it was almost relaxing, the slight accent and his bass voice.

"Sure," I answered without thinking.

"Why have you entered Will's life again?"

"I was passing through and I was curious who he was now…" I tried not to think of my answers but more to interested in asking him ones. "Your his psychologist?"

"We talk more as friends then we do as patient and doctor. Why were you passing through?"

"I'm a sculpture. I was on my way back to my current living abodes when I heard Will on the news." I put the book back and leaned against the rails to look at Dr. Lecter. "How has my brother been?"

"I have only been in his life for a short while Miss Octavia but from what I can tell he is perfectly fine besides his gift." His eyes shifted slightly, not showing that he was lying but something else was hidden in his words. "What happened when you both were younger?"

Wow, he doesn't pull any punches does he? He went straight to the bare bones, unlike Will who will take awhile to talk about the past, Dr. Lecter was ready and eager to learn about us. It took me a moment to think about how I would enlighten the doctor.

"Will was a special child that most wouldn't put up with. He was a great brother to me and still is. Even though he hasn't seen my in over ten years he still has this brotherly protective mode on,"I giggled at what I said and continued, "My parents put all their energy into him to make sure he was doing well," my voice got quieter as I spoke, "I was never meant to be in their lives. I almost wasn't but at the last moment my mother changed her mind and so here I am. Will was just about to go off to college when I ran away." I looked back to the doctor and watched him as he watched me, "I think I was about 12 and honestly that's all I know. I never looked back until i had a job near our home town. I stopped by our old house to find out that my parents had been dead for a few years. A car accident. Apparently they had something in the will for me but I left not even visiting their graves." I stopped and started laughing, "Sorry, let me shorten my life story for ya. I left because I wasn't needed and without my brother I didn't want to stay with my parents." I watched Dr. Lector as he processed the information I had given him.

"Well Miss Octavia, no matter how much I have enjoyed our talk I do have to get ready for patients to start showing up." He didn't sound annoyed or upset with me being there. "But we should do this again, might I invite you to dinner tomorrow?" I was caught completely off guard by his invitation and watched to see if he was joking.

"Sure, I mean it has to be better then motel food right?" I laughed as I climbed down the ladder, "'Sides me and Will have a lot to talk about today, sorry to take away your time before your work really starts."

"Not at all Miss Octavia, and until I see you tomorrow have a pleasant day," He walked me out of the office and to the front door.

"Thank you Dr. Lecter," I gave him a small smile as I walked down the stairs to my bike.