Hellllloo everyone! I'm really glad you didn't hunt me down and kill me for how I left the last chapter! :) this is not a slash fic. Hannibal and Face are just really close friends. I thought I should make that clear. Also, this fic is based off the MOVIE if you look at Bradley Cooper you will see what I'm talking about with the scar. I don't own anything. Next chapter will be up next Sunday! Enjoy!
The next few weeks were spent in isolation for Hannibal. The kid's stuff still sat where he left it before the mission, his bed still unmade, and his hair products still littered the table next to his bed. Hannibal couldn't bring himself to clean it out.
Morrison had tried consoling him but the General just didn't understand. Face wasn't just another soldier to Hannibal, he wasn't a grunt under Hannibal's command. He was a brother, a son, he was the Colonel's best friend.
It had been a month since his death and Hannibal still avoided everyone. He went about his exercise routines, attended meetings, and did all the mandatory things, but other than that, he was alone in his barracks.
Tonight was different though. When he got back to his room, he noticed a figure slipping out of the door. Curiously, he followed the man behind the other barracks. There was something off about him.
Hannibal caught up to him and spun him around.
"What were you doing in my barracks?" He asked as he looked into the chocolate brown eyes of the soldier in front of him.
"I was lookin for you sir." The man said in a strong southern accent.
Hannibal observed the face of the mystery man very carefully while he talked to him, the man refused to make eye contact with him.
"Why were you looking for me?" The Colonel asked and the soldier let out a breath, Hannibal had him, he didn't have an answer for him.
"I heard about Peck, I knew him. He was a super cool dude-" His mumbling continued but Hannibal raised his eyebrows, he had never seen this man before but the guy knew Face?
"He loved you like a brother man, he never shut up about you!" The man smiled, Hannibal knew that smile. That smile belonged to a con man, to the best con man. But it was all wrong! This man didn't look like the Face that Hannibal knew. This man was pale with brown eyes and short hair. There was no way this could be Face, he would never cut his hair.
But that smile, the way his eyes sparkled and his skin crinkled, it all seemed so much like Face.
"I'm gonna go. See you around." The Colonel muttered as he turned to leave, a pale hand landed on his shoulder.
"Watch out for yourself, sleep with one eye open, and trust no one." The soldier mumbled and Hannibal spun around.
"What do you mean?" The Colonel asked curiously.
"I've said too much already. Just promise me that you'll be careful?" He pleaded and Hannibal narrowed his eyes.
"Why should I listen to you?" Hannibal asked and the soldier grabbed him tightly by his shirt.
"Because Face wasn't careful and look what happened to him! Something weird is going on Hannibal, just stop being so stubborn and trust someone for once in your god damn life! Jesus Christ!" The man shouted and Hannibal slammed him into the walls of the barracks.
"You better explain what you meant by that. Now." He seethed as he towered over the young man.
"I-I c-cant. N-not now, it's not the right time." He stuttered, he was terrified. Hannibal slammed him into the wall again.
"Are you saying that something else caused Face's death?!" The Colonel demanded and the man turned his head away. What Hannibal saw made him stop dead in the middle of his interrogation. A scar stretched from the man's hairline to his forehead. It was covered in makeup in an attempt to hide it. That was Face's scar, there was no way anyone could have that same exact scar.
"Your makeup rubbed off." Hannibal muttered and Face looked up in horror.
"You're a liar. I thought I could trust you with my life, but you're just a liar." The Colonel sighed before turning around and beginning to walk away. You could practically see the anger and betrayal just rolling off of him.
"Hannibal, I'm sorry. You can trust me, I'm your best friend!" Face exclaimed and Hannibal turned to face him.
"Not anymore." The Colonel sighed and continued to walk back to his room.
Face slid down the wall with his head in his hands.
"How could I do this to him?" The kid mumbled to himself.
Hannibal stormed back into his room and threw his sneakers on. He was angry, this was how he would calm himself, by running himself into the ground.
He was jogging around the base when he was tackled to the ground and handcuffed.
"Get off of me!" The Colonel exclaimed into the dirt and a sigh sounded from the kid, he was the one holding him down.
"Just talk to me! Let me explain!" Face begged and Hannibal threw him off before rolling onto his back. He saw the tear stained face of the kid and his anger only flared, he's crying? He did this to himself.
"I'm not fucking talking to you. Why should I? You betrayed me! You- you died and I was destroyed! But now I find out that you've been alive this whole time! If you didn't wanna be on my service anymore, you could've just said so!" The Colonel shouted and started to pull himself up until he felt the cool metal of a silenced gun pressing into his forehead.
"You're not gonna shoo-" Hannibal laughed but was cut off by Face.
"Shut up. I'm talking now. This is silenced, no one will hear it and good luck with ballistics considering everyone on base has this gun. If you open your mouth or try to even move, I will shoot you in the face." The kid spat and Hannibal laid back on the ground.
"It's not even loaded." Hannibal laughed but stopped immediately when a bullet was shot into the ground merely inches from his head.
"You said that I betrayed you. You think I wanted this?! You think I wanted the pilot to inject me with tetrodotoxin?! Well I didn't! I didn't know what he was doing until it was too late. When I woke up they had cut my hair and had special contacts in my eyes, I didn't know who I was! They told me it was for you, Morrison told me it was for you! They said that you were in too much danger as long as I was with you! I didn't set off any alarms that night, Toby just received a tip from Morrison. He had me tortured, he was going to have me killed! He didn't know our comms were open, he never expected you to show up and save me. So when you did, they decided to fake my death. I didn't know any of this until I woke up! I couldn't do anything! They said they'd kill us if I told you. I didn't want this. I'm so sorry. I was only trying to protect you. I didn't know what to do. I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry." The kid rushed as tears streamed down his face and Hannibal blew out a breath.
"You're alive. You've been alive and you didn't tell me..." The Colonel muttered as he carefully sat up.
"You're right. I lied to you, it may not have been my choice, but I did. I stood here and I lied to your face, I should have come right out and said it, I should have come to find you sooner. But I'm here now, Hannibal. I'm coming clean now. I understand if you can never forgive me, hell, I haven't even forgiven myself, but I want you to know that I'm sorry. I'm sorry you found out this way, I'm sorry I didn't come to you, I'm sorry I lied, I-I don't know what else to say except that I'm sorry. If you want me to leave you alone-" Face mumbled but Hannibal cut him off.
"No! Just, just let me think for two seconds." The Colonel exclaimed. Silence filled the space between them, Hannibal was deep in thought while Face just didn't know what to say.
"Please uncuff me." The Colonel mumbled and Face nodded before uncuffing Hannibal.
"I'm going back to our barracks." Hannibal sighed and stood up, pulling Face with him.
"Thank you for not throwing my stuff out." The kid sighed as he sat on his bed.
"You're welcome kid." The Colonel mumbled into his pillow.
"I'm so sorry." The kid sighed and Hannibal groaned.
"Shut up with that, you know you're forgiven. I'm still mad at you, mad doesn't even begin to cover it, but you're my best friend, I pretty much have to forgive you." The Colonel smiled before burying his head back into his pillow.
Hannibal was out cold in minutes, Face just watched the soft rising and falling of his friend's chest. He was so glad the Colonel forgave him.