Ello lovelies!

So, here we are. The conclusion of Confronted, requested by you! {And secretly hoped for by me ;D} This three parter is chock full of delicious tension, be it dangerous or sexual ;). Hope you like! Bon Appitite!

Unclear was the fate of Will Graham. He had grown up knowing that he was slightly different, that one part of his brain was a teeny bit off from normal. He could never stay mad at the ruthless bullies of his childhood, or the bastard bosses of adulthood. He could quite literally stand in their shoes, see things that provoked them. His mother always thought it a blessing, and at times, it was. He had the gift of utter empathy, and sheer innocence. The criminal field seemed to be a breeze to begin with, but as he was pulled lower into the underbelly of demons, seeing things, feeling emotions that weren't natural, he began his own decent into madness. And that was only the beginning. Faster, rougher he fell with each case, all beginning with Jacob Hobbs, and his lovely daughter. In metaphorical terms, he was Alice, wandering around in an unfamiliar, dark place. It came as no surprise to him that he would die at the hands of the very thing he strove to stop. But it was destiny.

As the victims of the Chesapeake Ripper grew in quantity and efficiency, Will quickly realized that this man, whoever he was, would become the death of him. He began appearing in other cases, even more so than the raven stag that stalked his nightmares. He knew he would figure out who was killing innocent people, and cooking them up with a side of beans. One thing he didn't want to expect was the truth.

In retrospect, it made complete sense.

Hannibal Lecter.

Consumer of human flesh. The Chesapeake Ripper.

Doubt, of course, crept its way into his mind. It followed him to the doorstep of his psychiatrist's home. He couldn't come to terms with the fact that the soul man that he trusted, cared for, was a cold blooded killer. But it fit so perfectly.

Fear decided his words and actions from then on out, leading him into the lion's den, into his kitchen (Will felt stupid for this), and placing the knife in his trembling palm. His voice shook, almost confessing something so deep, that even he couldn't come to terms with it. His heart turned away, and that was all the Chesapeake Ripper needed. Suddenly, Will's pathetic life was flittering in his eye lids. His soul shook with the murderers next words.

"Do speak up, William! It's rude to whisper!"

Then, like a bright shining light, the statement materializes from his lips, and the cold hearted truth lays crude and displayed, like a mockery of the evil Dr. Lecter had committed.

"I loved you..."

"You...loved me?" It sounded so disgusting, coming from his lips, but it was the truth, and sadly, he was everything to Will. No matter the blood on his hands, Hannibal had wound a razor thread round Will's heart. He looks up, into the destroyers scarlet eyes, and sees raw confusion. It melts him, into a much deeper, meaningful confession.

"I st-still do..."

He had expected a painful death, but this? It was pure torture.

Wills eyelids remained sealed, waiting a gruesome gutting, perhaps Hannibal would make him watch as he chomped down on a raw organ...

He barely hears the soft ping of a metal object.

What comes next is immensely unexpected.

BWAHAHAHAH

:D

I'm sorry. Really, I am! I just saw that in Confronted, dear Will wasn't really pulling through with his own thoughts, and I felt it would be a lot more rounded if I included his POV! Do you like? Drop me a review, I absoulutely adore feedback! The next installment will come Saturday, people!

Love,

~Demon~

P.S. Did anyone catch the flippin AWESOME episode! I was screaming into my pillow! I don't want it to end!