Exposed. Vulnerable. That was only two of the many things that she felt at this moment. But among them was an ache in her chest that she had never quite felt before. As if someone was pulling at her heart strings but then again, she knew who was to blame. Brown eyes looked over at the man who sat beside her. Pupils dilated as her breathing grew quicker. Nothing in this world had prepared her for this. Love was but a foreign concept to her, something that she had only seen in movies or read in books. It wasn't in her nature to feel such things, until now. Looking down, her brunette curls followed as her eyes rested on her red painted fingernails. 'Get it together Alexia.' The psychiatrist wasn't usually like this. Cool and calm was her forte however, around him she was reduced to someone who she couldn't quite recognize and it scared her more then she could fathom the words to describe.
"Dr Talos, are you still with us ?" Looking up, she rested her brown eyes on Jack. A small smile formed upon her lips. "Apologies Jack, I am still here." All eyes were on her and she leant back in her chair, gaze taking in the people around her. Alexia had been called in early today along with Will, Alana and… Hannibal. It seemed whatever was happening couldn't wait. Nodding to them, her eyes lingered on Dr Lecter a little too long before tearing them away to look at the special agent once more. "So, as I was saying, I have called you all in today because there has been another murder. My guess is, it's the Chesapeake Ripper but I will need you all to take a look apart from you, Dr Bloom." The doctor looked over at him and nodded her head. Alana wasn't usually involved in such things as assessing a dead corpse. That was Will, Hannibal and Alexia's job. "Certainly, we will get right to it." The brunette didn't even have to look to see who said that. His accent was distinct enough and it sent chills down her spine in the best way possible.
Getting up from her seat, she nodded to Agent Crawford and Dr Bloom before exiting the room, Hannibal and Will in tow. Making her way down the hall, her high heels clicked on the hard wood floor. Since Alexia had been here, she had made good friends with both Will and Hannibal. It seemed as if they understood her but then again, not as much as they thought. Entering the morgue, she saw a body on the metallic table and moved in for a closer look. One thing was for sure, this kill was not hers. Within seconds she was joined by the two males as they all inspected the body. Alexia reached over and picked up the man's file. "His name is John Clarke, 42 years old. No kids, no wife and apparently he has quite the track record." Brown eyes looked over the file at Will and Hannibal who in turned looked back at her. "Five accounts of rape with which he served a menial sentence of five months and several accounts of robbery." Placing the file down, she looked at the body once more. "It seems as if Mr Clarke here had a lot of enemies." Will said as he too, looked at the body. "According to Jack, his heart was taken." Dr Lecter looked over at Alexia, a look in his eye that made her freeze. What was that ? After a moment however, she gathered herself once more. "Looks to me like the work of the Chesapeake ripper." And with this, brown eyes stayed on his. She had always known who the ripper was since the moment she laid eyes on him and with this look, Hannibal would know that she knew about his secret all along.