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P.S. All errors are still mine. I'm bad at editing my own stuff. There was a typo or something last time that I'm too lazy to re-find. Sorry about that, folks! Okay, NOW you can read the second chapter. Unless you just ignored this stuff, in which case none of this even matters! Aww... (disappointed facial expression)

Hannibal sat behind Jack Crawford's desk while Will Graham stared at a map on the wall.

"Right, so this chick called Freddie Lounds has been following this case, and she's gonna be important later in the show, so-"

"Wasn't she a man in Red Dragon?" interrupted Will.

"Uhhhh," began Jack.

"And, weren't you white in the Silence of the Lambs?" Hannibal added in, realizing he had yet to ask Jack the question that burned on everyone's minds.

"The next person who asks why my skin changed color is going to find out why I'm head of part of the FBI," Jack said angrily.

"Behavorial sciene," Hannibal clarified.

"What do you do, exactly?" asked Will curiously.

Jack scrunched up his face, thinking. "Uh, well I'm planning on giving all of my work to you from here on out, until you go crazy and I replace you with some chick who looks like Jodie Foster, so... that, I guess is my job."

"To stand over Will and tell him to do your work?" Hannibal asked, looking alarmed.

"Umm... Hey, Will, meet Hannibal Lecter," said Jack, eager to change the subject.

"No, it's Hannibal, not Canni- Actually, that's correct," said Hannibal, looking mildly surprised.

"And this is Will Graham," Jack finished, feeling very pleased with himself.

"My thoughts aren't always tasty," Will informed him.

'Well, I just won't eat your brain then," Hannibal decided.

"What?" asked Jack.

"What?" asked Will.

"You sure don't like eye contact, do you," Hannibal interrupted, continuing the trend of subject changing.

"Well eyes are portals to the soul or something like that," Will muttered, twitching.

"And you don't want people to look into your soul?"

"Wait a second... WTF?! Are you trying to head shrink me, Canni- HANNIbal Lecter? Because you won't like me when you head shrink me!" Will said, quoting the first thing that people think of when the hear about a TV show about Hannibal Lecter: the Incredible Hulk.

Hannibal just stared at him creepily.

"Well I have to go teach some kids how to head shrink, so whatever. Catch you on the flip side," said Will, storming out dramatically.

"You shouldn't screw with him like that," Jack told Hannibal, watching Will slam the door like a ten year old.

"Coming from the man who's job is to apparently screw with Will's head." Hannibal said.

Jack had no real reply so the scene ended.

In Minnesota another death had occured. As Will Graham walked onto the scene he immediatly realized that something was different.

"There're a bunch of ravens pecking at that stag..." Will muttered. "I hope that doesn't bleed into my subconcious."

"What was that?" asked Jack, examining the body.

"Err, nothing. Just my sudden loss of attachment to reality. So, this crime scent, huh..." Will said, walking over to the body.

"Yes. You see anything different about it, Will."

Will looked it over carefully.

"There was no love in this murder," he told Jack dramatically.

"Really? I thought this just spelled romance..." Hannibal said from behind them, a subtle tone of sarcasm in his voice that everyone missed.

"Shut up, you're not in this scene," said one of the crew members.

"I'm not? Then why is this show named after me?" Hannibal asked.

"Just leave!"

Hannibal left.

"Right, so whoever did this... they thought she was a pig. That she deserved to die. We're looking for an intelligent sociopath. Kind of like the Chesapeake Ripper, but not that because we're in Minnesota and a serial killer can't like move around or anything. This killer feels strangely farmiliar though... like I've met them before..."

In the background Hannibal watched nervously.

"They're name probably ryhmmes with cannibal..."

Hannibal's concern grew.

Will shook his head. "Well, whatever. This copycat killer will never pop up again so we should just move on and stop caring."

Hannibal was caught between relief and despair.

"Yeah," agreed Jack. "I think the best course of action is to move on. It's not like we know anyone who fits that description or anything."

Will nodded in agreement.

One of the investigators grew concerned as the man in the suit who was not in this scene began to repeatedly bash his head against the wall.

Later that night Will Graham took a shower.

"OH MY GOD IT'S THE STAG!" Will screamed as the shower curtains dramatically blew to reveal the ravenstag staring at him creepily.

"AND IT'S A CREEPER STAG THAT LIKES WATCHING MEN SHOWER!"

The ravenstag face-palmed, which makes sense if you don't think about it.

The next morning Will heard a knock on his door.

He opened it.

"Good morning, Will," said Hannibal, holding up some food. "I cooked you breakfast. Do you remember that dead girl in the field yesterday?"

Will nodded slowly.

"This," he said, nodding at what he'd made. "Is definitely not you."

"Well, I have no reason to trust you and it's already been established by the fact that I got pissy about that shrinking stuff that I don't like you, so... please come in, Dr. Lecter, and I'd love to eat some of the food you made."

"Excellent," said Hannibal with one of his trademarked distrubing smiles.

Breakfast passes without further incident, unless you count Hannibal comparing Will to a mongoose, which Will thought was weird, but it was Cani- Hannibal Lecter saying it, so Will ignored it.

As did everyone when Hannibal did something creepy and/or serial killer-ish.

Because if you wear a suit and are wealthy you have nothing to hide.

Nothing.

...Nothing...

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