Well here's chapter 4 got it out way early was thinking about saving it until sometime next week instead this is a peace treaty from me I want be posting anything for the next week or so until around the 27th. Have a sick grandma to go help out. When I get back I should have plenty of chapters to post.
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Not knowing what to do, Will paced around the room in no real direction. Glancing around trying to find words to speak, he was still too rattled to do anything more than fidget.
Lecter decided to speak up first seeing that if he didn't no words were likely to be exchanged during this meeting. "Something happened today?"
"More than just something happened. I woke this morning and found a fucking bloody paintbrush on my front porch and on the way here someone was following me and I almost ran a red light an..." Will stopped flailing his arms around slightly at a loss for words not knowing what more to say, the adrenaline finally draining from him as tears started to form trickling down his cheeks.
Lecter walked slowly to Will, not wanting to startle him, and took him in his arms. "It will be alright Will. Everything will turn out in the end." Lecter began stroking Will's hair lightly trying to be as comforting as possible being a little out of his comfort zone.
"How can you know that? This psycho already knows where I live. For all you know I could be dead tomorrow," Will mumbled with his face in Lecter's chest while wrapping his own arms around the man.
"I would not be one to let that happen to you Will. Do you know where you will be staying until this is over?" Lecter asked.
"No, I came straight here. I'm thinking about going into the city. I might be safer there in closer proximity to people." Leaning back a bit, Will noticed he had made Lecter's suit jacket wet; he pulled back more taking his arms from around him.
"I'm sorry I ruined your suit, I didn't mean to. Um, I, um I'm really tired right now. Crawford said I should talk to you though. Is it alright if we continue this some other time?" Glancing up, he looked at the Doctor's face.
"It's alright, I understand you're running on nerves right now. When you get to your hotel call me and tell me where it is that way if anything happens I can try to help. I'll reschedule you for sometime late tomorrow if that's fine with you?" he said, finally releasing his hands from around Will allowing the man to pull further away.
"That's fine with me. I'll see you tomorrow goodnight." With that, Will walked out.
Driving around, he didn't know what type of hotel to go to. He knew he was definitely not going to stay at a motel. That was just asking to be murdered in your sleep.
An hour later Will decided on one a little more expensive than he would like knowing they would have cameras making him feel a tad bit at ease.
Thankfully, he kept a bag of clothes packed in his trunk never knowing when and where he would be called out on a case for assistance.
Walking up to the front desk, he asked for a room near the ground floor that way he had a quick way to escape and wasn't high up enough to possibly be thrown out of the window with the bad luck he has had lately. Thanking the girl at the front desk and taking the room key from her, he went to the elevator to make his way to the second floor.
Going into his room, Will threw his bag next to the bed. Flopping down on it, he pulled out his phone and dialed Crawford giving him the address to the hotel.
Agreeing that he would check in with him before he turned in for the night, he decided to get up and take a shower feeling dirty with everything he had been through throughout the day.
Taking extra time in the shower than was usual trying to get the tension out of his aching body, he finally stepped out, drying off, and getting into a pair of boxers.
Will remembered Lecter told him to call as well. Hopping back onto his bed again, he pulled his phone to him dialing the number he waited for the answer before he spoke.
"Uh hello Dr. Lecter, this is Will. I was just, um, calling to let you know I'm at my hotel." He ran his hand through his damp hair out of nervousness.
"Ah hello Will. I take it you arrived safely?" Will heard Lecter chuckle.
"Yes, yes, I did. No one that I know of followed me after I left your office. So everythings fine." Will rushed out, trying to slow himself down not knowing why he was getting so nervous in the first place.
Hearing a slight chuckle again, Will grinned a little.
"Well, that is good to know and how are you feeling since you have calmed down a bit since the events?"
"I'm better. Took a nice long shower and relaxed, still a bit on edge but for the most part okay."
"Ah good a shower always helps things I think. All life's main decisions are usually made in the shower."
Will could hear shifting of clothes or paper through the phone.
"Um, well I hope I wasn't interrupting anything. I should be going anyway. I'll see you tomorrow. Goodnight Dr. Lecter."
"No, you weren't interrupting anything, just finishing up some stuff. Goodnight Will, see you tomorrow." With that they both hung up.
Getting ready for bed, Will made sure the room was locked and got into bed calling Crawford one last time to let him know he was still alive. He plugged his phone in and set an alarm wanting to get up early.
Shifting down in the blanket, Will begged and hoped he wouldn't dream tonight knowing regardless his prayers would never be answered.
He was cold again walking down a hallway, blood flowers blooming around him. Knowing what was coming, he tried to turn around and see if he could go another way.
Will found he couldn't like he was stuck in place unless he walked forward. Preparing himself for what was to happen, he turned the corner at the end and began walking again. This time though there was a sound like dripping water from a faucet.
Still walking ahead, he noticed he was further than last time. He stilled hearing footsteps over the sound of dripping. Will tried to turn again but couldn't so he tried something else.
He began running as fast as he could. Turning corners feeling his heart pounding in his chest, he turned corners endlessly trying to get away. Feeling a hand on his shoulder as he stopped to catch his breath, he turned and screamed.
Feeling someone shaking him, he snapped open his eyes looking at who it was. Seeing it was Lecter, he calmed down a bit until he realized Lecter was in his hotel room. Scooting back after he was released, he sat up against the headboard bringing his knees up to rest his arms on them.
"Why are you here and how did you get in?" Will turned his head to the side a bit looking Lecter over.
"I figured I would come and check on you. I told the desk clerk I was a friend and she let me up. I came in to you screaming that is why I was trying to wake you. Sorry if I was a bit rough." With that, Lecter sat on the edge of the bed close to Will.
"Um, thanks but you didn't have to come. I'm used to waking up like that."
"So these nightmares are a nightly occurrence then? For how long?"
"I've had them for as long as I can remember. Can we not talk about it though?" Will began to rub the back of his neck feeling slightly uncomfortable with the subject.
"Alright, we don't have to talk about them now. Anyways, I've brought breakfast so get up and try to eat something."
Will got out of bed quickly, walking over to his bag and grabbing a shirt feeling eyes on him as he pulled it on. "Thanks. You really didn't have to."
"I know, but I thought you might want something good to eat to try and start your day." Lecter walked over to the small table, grabbing the bag set in one of the chairs near the window.
Pulling out a couple containers, Will watched as Lecter began setting them out until Lecter gestured for him to sit down.
Taking the seat near the window, he waited for Lecter to sit down across from him. Lecter gestured for him to begin so he picked up his cutlery, he began to eat. Seeing Lecter began to eat after him, a comfortable silence settled between them.
Shifting in his chair Will spoke up, "This is really good. Where did you get it from?" He took another bite savoring the taste before he reached for his glass taking a drink of orange juice.
"I made it myself. I'm glad you like it." Lecter had a smirk on his face while taking another bite of his own food.
"Oh wow thank you. But why did you make it? You could have just picked up something to go, but it's really good."
"I was already up, it was really nothing. Just enjoy it."
Both had finished and Will tried to help clean up but Lecter shooed him away to get changed. Walking out of the bathroom ready for the day, he saw everything was cleaned up from breakfast.
"Thank you again for the food. It was truly delicious."
"You're very welcome. I thought I might follow you into work just to make sure nothing happens if that is alright with you?"
"That's fine, but I'm sure I'll be alright. I'm not going to be teaching today. I was going to meet up with Crawford to go over the case a bit."
"I would still rather make sure you get there in one piece. I have to talk to Crawford anyways so I will be killing two birds."
Nodding his head, Will walked to the door with Lecter not far behind and made his way to the elevator. Both getting in, Will pressed for the ground floor.
Stepping out, both made their ways to their vehicle, Lecter following Will as he made his way to the diner he knew Crawford would be at.
Getting out and waiting for Lecter, they walked in and went straight to the booth where Crawford was sitting. Each grabbing a seat, Will across from Crawford and Lecter very close to him, they looked at each other waiting for Crawford to finish chewing to speak.
"So, how's it going Will? Everything alright last night?" Crawford stabbed another piece of sausage
"Yes, thank you everything is fine. I was wondering if we could go over the case a bit. The sooner we solve this the better in my opinion." Will shifted again feeling Lecter inch closer to him. Next thing Will knew Lecter's arm was draped over the back of the booth behind him leaving him nowhere to go.
Deciding to ignore it, he began again, "So are there any new developments so far? Did you get any fingerprints from the brush?"
"No, we didn't get anything from the brush. The thing was wiped clean before the blood was put on it and the blood doesn't match any of the victims we have so he has someone new already."
"Dammit, I can't understand why this is happening. I still haven't been able to figure out what the writings could mean and it's bloody pissing me off." Will leaned forward resting his elbows on the table and his head in his hands rubbing his eyes in frustration.
"It's alright Will, we will figure this out before anything happens to you. Calm down a bit, so far there is no new body and I was about to head to the BAU. Why don't you follow me over so we can go over everything with the rest of the team? The more heads the better." Crawford stood up taking money out and putting it on the table. "You're more than welcome to come along to Dr. Lecter."
"Thank you very much Crawford, but I have prior plans." Lecter glanced at Will, standing up. "I'll see you later tonight Will?" Lecter questioned.
"Ah, yes I'll see you later. Goodbye Dr. Lecter." With that, Lecter walked away.
"So let's be on our way shall we? I think the team may have some ideas of what we might be dealing with and you can tell them what you think."
Both Crawford and he walked out of the diner making their way to their vehicles not knowing the entire time inside and out of the diner they were being watched.