A.N: I'm baaaaaaaack! After a long week of exams and studying with a little writer's block on the side I have finally got some good ideas! This chapter is more centered around Hannibal's thoughts of Evelyn but I'm keeping it third person because the good doctor's thoughts can only be guessed if you catch my drift.

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Chapter 5: Curiosity Can Kill, Look What It Did To the Cat!

Evelyn slept soundly while the moonlight illuminated the whole home, the stars in the sky winked at the ground below as the wind blew through the blissful night. The Good Doctor himself was lounging on the bed relaxing since he did not feel like sleeping at the present.

And not to mention, he was pondering about something. He was wondering why Evelyn wanted to help him, why she was so kind to him. He was always used to being ridiculed and avoided due to the fact that he had killed many people. He was really amazed by her courage and her kindness, it was nice to have someone around who could really care for him the way a daughter cared for her father. He had always wanted to at some point be a father, and he had always wondered what it would be like to have a daughter.

Mainly, he was pondering whether or not to ask Evelyn if she wanted to not only call him dad but also if she wanted him to finish raising her. The Good Doctor wanted to do this in return for her kindness and because he felt terrible for her.

It must be horrific to know that you have died and that you will not see your family again. I promise that I will make sure I am here if you need me…

As he was deep in thought, a small and barely audible whimper came from the other side of the bed. He turned and saw Evelyn's eyes tear streaked, yet still closed. Then she suddenly mumbled in her sleep…

"Mom! Dad! I'm over here! Can you not see me? Mom it's alright! Dad tell her it's alright. No….no….no that cannot be right….NO!"

Evelyn woke with a start and in an instant Dr. Lecter had her in his arms courtesy of his sharp reflexes. Evelyn sobbed and gripped the good doctor tightly as tears flooded her cheeks.

"I saw my mom and dad and they were crying and there was nothing I could do because they could not see me. Then I saw a gravestone with my name on it and my body was in a coffin! Why did I have to die?"

Doctor Lecter held her as she sobbed, he really could not help but become angry at whoever caused Evelyn's death as in angry enough that he would roast their bladder and force feed it to them.

"Evelyn, sometimes terrible and horrific events happen for no apparent reason. They occur and people suffer due to the events; but no matter what we have to be strong throughout these times and we can certainly get through them by doing that."

"Can you help me overcome this?" Evelyn's eyes were red and glassy from crying, the poor girl looked like someone had beat the living daylights out of her.

"Why wouldn't I? I think of you as a daughter to me. You have been nothing but kind to me where others typically bully and avoid me. You have the curiosity of a child but you are exceedingly mature. And your writing skills are very advanced." The good doctor smiled and hugged her, "I am extremely happy that I found you, if I had not I would probably be bored and lonely."

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Inspector Rinaldo Pazzi was extremely frustrated. There was no trace of where young Evelyn came from. Then suddenly he had a thought that might be logical and make some sense of the girl's relationship with Dr. Lecter.

Maybe he adopted Evelyn and had told her everything so she could be his accomplice. That would explain why she was leading him farther away…

Pazzi instantly decided that he would not only sell out the doctor he needed to sell out the accomplice as well. If she got in the way of his plans to sell out the doctor, it would not be good. She was just a small five foot six teenager and she was most likely not very strong. This all seemed a little too easy…

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A.N: Holy Crapola! *dodges some rubber band and duct tape balls that came from God only knows where* Sorry! I wanted to try a semi-cliffhanger can you blame me? *suddenly a harpy appears in front of my neck* Oh fudge! WHAT THE HAY DOCTOR LECTER? Okay I have to go before a certain tall man with maroon eyes kills me! Leave a review!