I don't own Clarice or Hannibal. Set after Hannibal the movie
Dr. Hannibal Lector. His name floats around my head. Must be the Jack Daniels. I take the bottle and chuck it at the wall. Thank god it was empty. I get up and stagger to the kitchen. I fall on the floor. I lay there as blackness takes over
I wake up to the tinkling of glass and then all goes black.
I wake up around noon and infront of me a glass of water and two Advil lay on a paper. I down the water and pills and read the note.
My dearest Clarice,
I see you have been wreaked beyond repair. Did ol' Jackie boy can you? You should have said yes Clarice. If you can please stop drinking, Its bad for your liver.
Ta Ta.
H.
"God damn it Lector its been a thousand years already." I take the note and crumple it up letting a tear escape.
"Has it been my dearest Starling? Has it?"
"Lector?" I look around then I hear movement. I turn around and I feel a blade press against my neck.
" Clarice do you trust me"? He muses I hear the smile in his voice.
"Yes I do Doctor." I say planinly.
"Your scent tells me other wise it is a combination of fear joy and lust". He takes the blade off my throat. I turn to face him. His maroon eyes glint with satisfaction.
" Dr. Lector why did you come find me? You are wanted in fifty states and one forigen country. "I yell at him. "Damn it Lector for all I knew you where dead some where I ..."
"You what Clarice?"
"I love you." I whisper. He smiles showing his white teeth.
"And I love you Clarice."He looks at my eyes." If I asked you to follow me, would you?" His expression like stone.
"Yes Doctor a moments break from yours gaze was an eternity past." I say almost crying.
"Clarice call me Hannibal." He says
"Okay Hannibal." I embrace him.
"Now we got to disappear" He said nibbling on my neck.
"Mmm OK Hannibal I'll follow you to the ends of the earth". I smile at him.