Disclaimer: They aren't mine. I don't make money, leave me alone.

A/N: Wow, when started writing this story I was really young. I really like the story line and am really interested to see where it ends up. I'm going to start working on this story again but it will take a while because I want to refamiliarize myself with the direction I was headed with this. So here is a little tease to prove my loyalty. This story will not be abandoned. Deep Breath Here goes nothing…

The room was quiet. All eyes were on Clarice, except for Clarice's of course, hers were fixated on Brigham. Her eyes spoke volumes of sadness and confusion as she shook her head slowly at John. She wiped her eyes and slowly began to speak.

"I don't know what to say. I don't think that I have ever, in my entire life, felt this understood before. I feel as though Dr. Lecter, well, Hannibal knows me better than I know myself." She paused for a moment and turned to Crawford.

"Mr. Crawford, you have given me opportunities that no one else would contemplate. You have never had anything but faith and support in me and I have always been grateful for your guidance. You're like a father to me," she finished quietly.

Clarice started to cry softly as she turned back to Brigham, "John, you have been my spine for 7 years. You have always believed in me, even when I didn't believe in myself, you gave me hope. I know in my heart that I could have a wonderful life with you being Mrs. John Brigham. I know that you would always be my number one until we take our last breath." Clarice's face twisted into a wry smile as the tears poured down her face, "Remember that time JB when we were on shore in Jersey and it was 4am and you promised me that no matter what, we would always be happy?"

John looked at Clarice for a moment and he nodded slowly, "I meant that Clarice. From the bottom of my heart, I can promise you we are meant for each other."

Clarice looked at John and Crawford and spoke quietly, "If you two don't mind, I would like to speak with Dr. Lecter privately." She took the ring that John gave her on one of the happiest days of her life and placed it in the palm of his hand, "You know I wouldn't lose this for the world, I'll be back shortly."

With that Dr. Lecter and Clarice exited the hotel room and proceeded to the guest lounge.

A/N: I know it's evil to leave this hanging, but I'm at work and I don't feel as though I'm putting as much feeling into this as it deserves. Reviews are greatly appreciated, I couldn't write without them!