Hey, here's chapter 2. I don't own Silence of the Lambs or The X-Files. They belong to Tom Harris and Chris Carter respectively. Please read and review and tell me what you think. Reviews keep me updating :) This chapter did not go as planned so please bare with me. Hope you still enjoy it though thanks~Serria Spell23.


Ch.2-The Revelation

In the morning, Clarice knocked on my door. "Just a minute," I called. I finished brushing my hair and let her in.

"Are you ready, Dana?" I tensed slightly, nodding.

"As ready as I'll ever be, Clarice; though I'm not too excited for Lecter to pick my brain for his own amusement." She chuckled, touching my shoulder.

"Don't worry; I have dealt with him long enough to know he grows bored rather quickly unless he finds something interesting."

My stomach clenched with guilt as I thought of what Lecter might discover. I avoided my friend's eyes for a second before the meaning of her statement hit me.

"But you like being interrogated by him…hey are you saying I'm not interesting," I teased, elbowing the agent in the ribs.

Clarice's face reddened a little. "First off, Dana, what are you talking about? Second, no I didn't mean that you are plenty interesting, 'c'mon, let's go."


I grinned as we walked to my car. As we drove, I gazed out the window again, trying to let my mind wander. I broke the silence that had fallen by replying to the question she'd posed earlier. "It excites you, you feel you a rush when Lecter interrogates you." I watched Clarice's eyes widen as she slowed the car so she could look at me.

"What would prompt you to say that," she asked her grip rigid on the steering wheel, the car stalled. I smiled gently, showing the agent my harmless intention. Starling sighed, head resting against the wheel. "What do you want me to say, Dana?"

"Nothing, I'm just pointing out a simple fact." She nodded and continued driving. We arrived at the asylum, pulling into parking lot, Clarice killed the engine. Walking into the building, we flashed our IDs at the guard as we passed. Stopping in front of Lecter's cell, we waited as Barney brought two chairs. My friend offered a soft smile in thanks. He left and Clarice cleared her throat.

"Good morning, Clarice. I see you have a shadow. Don't you trust me?"

She sighed heavily, "Trust is an overstatement, Doctor. I deal with you but I don't trust you." I rolled my eyes in her direction skeptically. Doctor Lecter's strange maroon eyes shifted to me, studying me.

"Agent Dana Scully of the FBI, am I correct," he said voice low. I nodded curtly, avoiding his probing gaze. "Look at me, Agent Scully." I felt my body tense as I stood next to Clarice. Putting an arm around my shoulder, she stared harshly at the man in front of her.

"Leave her alone, Doctor Lecter. Your business is with me." I waved my friend away, lifting my head to meet his eyes.

"Tsk, Tsk, Clarice you're attached to her, I see. How would you feel if something happened to Agent Scully?" I grimaced, the doctor's intense gaze burning into mine, my complexion blushing nervously.

"What are you talk…"my friend cut off, eyes locking on mine instantly. Lecter held up his hand to silence her, a smirk playing across his lips effortlessly.

"Be patient, Clarice, perhaps we should allow Agent Scully to explain. Well, don't you want to inform your friend about your current medical condition," he prompted, the question directed toward me.

I cursed under my breath, averting my eyes. "Damn it!" Clarice rounded on me, a mixture of irritation, anger and hurt resonating from the depths of her blue orbs.

"What!" Shock was evident my friend's voice that I'd kept something this important from her. "What's the matter, Dana?"

The rest of my words came out rushed as I attempted to bottle my emotions. "I have cancer, Clarice a brain tumor specifically. I'm so sorry I meant to tell you last night but I wished to spare you from the pain." She hugged me, trying her best to comfort me. The agent released me a moment later, facing Doctor Lecter again.

"I hate you!" Frustration for the current situation boiling in her blood, he pushed me too far. Clarice was relieved that she knew the truth however, she didn't like finding out this way through Lecter's mind games and manipulation.

"A thinly veiled lie, Clarice, tell me aren't you happy now that you know the truth?"

"That is irreverent, Doctor. I had no desire to find out this way," Starling countered, hand on her hip. "Although, you did not give me a choice, did you?" He chuckled, revealing his pointed white teeth. I listened to the conversation, fighting the urge to roll my eyes.

"Indeed, Clarice, I suppose I didn't." I sighed, fingers threading through my auburn hair, brushing it out of my eyes. My phone rang and I almost grudgingly answered it, not wanting to drag Mulder into the middle of this quid pro quo session, preventing Lecter from using him as leverage against me.

"Scully…Mulder, I'm fine. Why are you calling?"

"I just thought I'd check on you. Are you alright?" my partner questioned, chuckling at my annoyed tone.

"Yes, Mulder, I'm fine I am just in a rather compromising position right now. Can we talk later?"

"Yeah, sure." I disconnected the call before he had a chance to say more. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Lecter smirk.

"Is something amusing you, Doctor?" I said, my gaze staring at him levelly, "I can assure you that our conversation was entirely innocent."

"Oh I know that Agent Scully. However, has the thought ever crossed your mind that the relationships you most cherish will one day slip right through your fingers?"

My hands curled into fists and I grit my teeth. Clarice watched with a kind expression as I tried to maintain my composure. "Shut up!" I growled. I knew I'd given him a way past my defenses.

My friend's blue orbs hardened, drifting to Lecter's impassive gaze glaring at her through the bars. The tension lingered between them in the air. My friend turned her back on him, crossing her arms.

He laughed, low in his throat. "What's wrong, Agent Starling, did I hit a nerve," the doctor mocked, his tone slightly cruel. "You do know that I am the only one you can trust. You learned that a long time ago." Rolling her eyes, Clarice fought the urge to punch him, fury poisoning her veins.


I touched her arm, attempting to divert her attention from the man in front of her. "Clarice, come on let's go we're not getting anywhere." The agent nodded, following me down the hall.

"Remember what I said, Clarice, I'm the only one you can trust you too, Agent Scully."

"Bastard," Starling muttered under her breath.

Once we were in my car, we sat in silence, absorbing Lecter's words until I broke it. "Well, that was pointless."

"He acts like that sometimes, Dana. Don't worry."

I shrugged, eyes glued to the road. I decided to drive this time to save Clarice the trouble plus she was too emotionally compromised to focus. I certainly did not want to have to call Mulder and say we crashed into a tree.

"Why do let him get under your skin?" I asked, glancing at her quickly out the corner of my eye.

The agent's expression tightened, "I don't. The reply was short as she evaded my light blue orbs, "anyway, he has the same effect on you." She hoped that flimsy piece of evidence would be enough to defend her current emotional state.

I shook my head. "Not as strongly, Clarice. Why does he have such a hold over you?"

She shook her head helplessly. "I don't know, Dana, I can't explain it. He captivates me." A scowl turned up the corners of my mouth, worry beginning to occupy my mind.


The remainder of the drive ticked by slowly and quietly. When we reached the J. Eager Hoover building, we stood outside of the car, facing each other. I wrapped my arms around my friend in a tight hug. "Be careful, Clarice, please."

"Don't worry I'm able to handle Lecter."

"That's what I'm concerned about," I said, "just try not to allow him to push your buttons." Starling nodded walking in ahead of me. I lagged behind, lost in thought hoping that she would take my advice.