Manipulation game

Hannibal sat at his desk and stopped writing, upon hearing of the floor squeak. He turned and without warning a man attacked him. Self-defense Hannibal grabbed the table to the printing house and struck the man further. The man staggered back and was coming again toward Hannibal, but he nimbly dodged the attack, grabbed the man's hand and professional twist twisted the arm. The man cried out in pain and then Hannibal knocked him to the ground. "Who is behind this attack?" Hannibal asked and found lying on the ground a man who's face was full of bruises. The man didn't answer. Hannibal weighed his leg man's arm, which had a broken bone. The man cried out in pain. "Someone agent! She didn't tell me her name!"

I walked in the hallway into FBI academy. "Natalie," I heard Hannibal's voice say behind me. "Yes?" I turned and stopped. "I feel like I found friendship in split screen mode. My vision of friendship on one side, the truth, on the other, "Hannibal blurted out. "I know the feeling," I replied neutral. "You have lied to me, Natalie," he said. He caught me. He knows. "I don't know when I would have lied," I said. "However, you understand stake in Beverly Katz's death and Will's proportion?"

"What's Will's proportion was then?" I asked.

"Beverly was killed in his turn. He's angry with himself as her murderer"

"And I'm angry, only her a murderer," I replied.

"You tried to kill me, Natalie. It feels bound to a personal. But if I'm Beverly's murderer, I'd appreciate your business"

"I'm as innocent to what you blame me, as you are to where I blame you," I said. Hannibal came closer. "I don't expect you to feel self-reproach or shame. You knew what you were doing. You made your own decisions. You were aware of your decisions"

"Do you think so?"

"I believe that you are now more aware than ever before. You found a way to hurt me. Let's see how many more are injured as a result of your actions, "he said, and then walked past me. I turned over my shoulder to look after him.

"Jack thinks you need therapy. Do you know yourself as well?" Hannibal asked when I sat opposite him in his office.

"I don't know," I replied very tight.

"You're mad at me," Hannibal said.

"Of course. Specifically, you threatening me today," I threw complicated.

"And you tried to kill me, but you dream about killing me continues"

"Yes"

"Tell me, how would you do it?"

"My hands"

"Then we have not forgotten apologies and - administration"

"We have forgotten many things. I found the truth about myself, when I tried to kill you"

"Evil is responsible for the offense to feel good"

"Yes,"

"I want to know, are you trying to kill me again"

"I don't want to kill you, Dr. Lecter. Not now, when at last I find you interesting"

I returned back my home. I left my keys on the table side and took off my coat and put it in the hanger. I stopped in the hallway. I wasn't alone. I felt it. I walked slowly towards to the kitchen. Was still gun belt on my hip. I was decal mass attached to a handgun, until I felt foreign hands my throat and flew back toward the freezer. I hit my temple strongly to man's temple and he staggered backwards. After beating him in the face and repeated the same with the other hand. He fell to the ground. I took the over the counter kitchen knife. "Who sent you?" I asked the man. He coughed in the ground. "Tell me the name!" I shout and walked towards him. "Who sent you?" I repeated, and crouched down to the ground, so that a man would tell something. He was only half-conscious. Fly into a rage when I received a reply. "Tell me the name!" I yelled, and I stabbed a knife after the man's stomach. Since then stabbed him over and over again. I had already figured out who sent this man. I saw him face. I stabbed man over and over again, until he didn't react in any way. I got up and looked neutral face at man, whom I had killed brutally. Hand wiped the blood off my face. Then I threw the knife in the sink and started to drag the body out.

I stood in the dining room end of the table and on the table was man, whom I have killed. Hannibal came into the dining room and looked neutral to appear. "I'd say we're even. I sent someone to kill you. You sent someone to kill me, "I looked Hannibal. "Draw"

"You can consider it an indication of reciprocity"

"In general, the spirit of deprivation is a taboo"

"We would be lost without dying," Hannibal walked closer and looked at the body. "Death opportunity to encourage us to great deeds. Did you kill him with your bare hands?" He asked, until he saw the bloody hands. It wasn't my blood. It was splattered stabbing. Hannibal asked me to sit, so I sat down when he went to pick up the container, which poured water. He sat beside me. I responded no longer in any way. He put my palms the water container and began to scrub the dried blood off my hands. I just looked into the void. "Don't cuddle up in yourself, Natalie. Stay with me. You should be satisfied. I am"

"Of course you are," I muttered.

"When you killed that man, did you fantasizing about killing me?" Hannibal asked and slowly I turned my eyes to him. "Death to motivate the majority of our actions and beliefs"

"I've never felt so alive as killing him"

"Then you owe him," Hannibal smiled. "How are you going to pay your debts?" He asked and turned to see the body.

I drove away from the crime scene, where I had left to killed body with Hannibal. Jack didn't seem to even doubt the fact that the murderer was his immediate circle, but he's a wise man. He realizes it soon. I arrived at the Verger's mansion at the request of Will's. Will led me to the infirmary door to the mansion, which was Hannibal's addition to the woman, who seemed to be upset and agitated. She rise to shake hands with me. She had known my coming. "Margot Verger," she said in name. "FBI agent Natalie Pierce," I introduced myself. "You asked for the agent here?" Margot turned to look at Will. "She's a good friend of mine," Will said. "And my patient," Hannibal said behind Margot.

"What do you want to tell?" I asked Margot, and she sat down.

"He would have been able to make it to the lookout. But my brother told me to leave a scar, "Margot said.

"He marked you?" Will asked.

"Mason wants to show that the act can't be canceled," Hannibal blurted out.

"Mason's existence can be canceled," Will snorted.

"I would lose everything with him. I have no other but him. Just as he wanted. He won. He always wins," Margot said.

"This doesn't make you human, but gives the opportunity to do so," Hannibal said.

"There is no solution. There is no response," Margot said.

"To move forward through doesn't allow only a few to think about. It is a reproach," I said.

"Show your brother how strong you are. Obvious him," Will said to Margot.

I sat opposite Hannibal in the office. "Mason is rude. And I think that rudeness is inconceivably ugly," Hannibal said.

"Are you think about eating him?" I asked.

"We should always try to eat the rude, if possible"

"Grown backwards to rude"

"Will you join me at the table?" Hannibal asked, and the question sounded disgusting. However, I didn't seem to sense the from the outside. I considered my words wisely: "You should kill Mason next appointment"

"It may be that he's trying to kill me"

"You have to kill him first"

"Hannibal has a personality, which we could learn from. Reasonably, of course," I said to Jack in his office. "I just want to catch him," Jack replied.

"He didn't give me anything, what the basis might work. He didn't admit anything, only recognizes the vagaries…"

"I need more. You killed the man, Natalie!" There is it came from. He knows.

"He tried to kill me!"

"Can you prove it? You stabbed body! Will was make Freddie Lounds' death of the circus. I'm taking a big risk! What have you not told me?" Jack trotted in front of me and I grope my hair.

"Hannibal trying to manipulate me to kill his patient. Mason Verger. But I can manipulate Hannibal to kill him"

"What Verger has done?" Jack stopped in front of me.

"Hannibal keeps him rude. It's sufficient motive. It's like murder, will release his lack of courtesy"

"You take risk a man's life," Jack went back behind his desk.

"It's not always about the best option, but operating"

"Don't let your empathy to mix your own desires, the desire what Lecter wants"

"I told you, Jack," I walked closer to him. "I can handle this. We need the right bait. When Hannibal's trying to kill Verger, I will arrest him. And you have two witnesses"

"It may be up to three. I'm too, able to do this, but you must continue to do what you do"

"I already play with him really dangerous game"

"But you have to continue it," Jack replied. I was going to say something against, but I think I get the hang of it. "You got something on your mind," I said.

"Come on," Jack went ahead.

I followed Jack to interrogation room. I went to the other side of the window. Hazel was already there. "I heard from Will what happened to you and that you remember now," Hazel said. "It was horrible," I replied. "We found the one who has the answers," Hazel said. Will just walked into the interrogation room, where sat a woman dressed in red and had blond hair. "Is that…"

"Yes. Dr. Lecter's psychiatrist, "Jack replied.

"You had reportedly hard to come by," Will blurted out to Bedelia and sat down opposite her.

"It was supposed to," Bedelia said.

"Thank you. That you visited me in the hospital. And ... what you said"

"I didn't say enough"

"Now you have the opportunity to tell all," Will smiled a little. "You have received immunity from prosecution prosecutor, and local authorities. The papers are here," Will pushed paper forward Bedelia. Bedelia glanced at them and transferred them to the side. "Let's talk about Hannibal Lecter" Will blurted out.

"Some psychiatrists need so much information that they are trying to come up with it yourself. How life-threatening, it is to the patient, who believes the data"

"You were Dr. Lecter's psychiatrist, not the around other way"

"So I assured myself. However, I was under the influence of Hannibal. That's what he did to you, made it very clear," Bedelia said, and paused. "That's what he did to Natalie Pierce, he made it very clear," she told reporters. I felt Hazel touching my shoulder. "To thee attacked. The author was a former patient of Dr. Lecter's. The patient died during the attack. He reportedly swallowed his tongue"

"It wasn't any longer to catch him"

"How do your patient exactly died?"

"I killed him," Bedelia said, and glanced at the window. To us. "I believed that it was self-defense. And up to a point it was. After that point, however, it was a murder. Hannibal affected me so that I would murder my patient. We need our patients"

"Are not you forced?" Will asked.

"Hannibal doesn't force. He persuades. Has he ever tried to persuade you to kill anybody?" Bedelia asked, and Will looked at her. His tongue was the same answer as I. "He's doing it yet. And it's something that you love. And you believe that killing is the only thing what you can do," Bedelia said.

Will leaned back in a chair. "How would you catch him?"

"Hannibal could lose his sense of self-satisfaction. He can lose to your superior tastes and cunning. Random whim. In this way he found to be"

"The situation is extraordinary, Natalie," Hannibal said while sitting opposite me. "There are extraordinary opportunities"

"For whom?" I raised my brows.

"For both of us"

"Is it Mason Verger opportunities?"

"Mason Verger is a problem. Problem solving is hunting. It's a barbaric pleasure, which is part of our nature. The pleasure that we can share"

"Kill him then," blurt.

"The matter is not so simple"

"You encourages dependency"

"Is that what I really do?"

"Didn't you done to Abigail, just so? You got her to wrest the spirit, so that she would be theirs owe you," I said, and Hannibal didn't respond. "You worry that I almost ruined my bound to Will. I ruined my bound to Jack. You don't want that in my life is nothing more than you"

"I wish you only the best"

"Don't…" I laughed. "Every experienced during your treatment is a good idea and is a personal victory"

"You've managed to avoid prosecution, then," Jack said, and sat down opposite Bedelia in the interrogation room. Bedelia smiled. "I gave you plenty of opportunity to tell the truth. But you escaped," Jack said.

"Why do you think the FBI could protect me? You aren't able to protect Will Graham. You can still do. And even worse, you weren't able to protect Natalie Pierce. Nothing makes us more vulnerable than loneliness"

"They are not alone," Jack said.

"Not so. Hannibal thinks Will is a murderer. Do you still believe that he's your murderer?"

"I have to believe," Jack replied.

"Hannibal's only offense for which I witnessed, was influential. Influential works best when we are not careful. Will Graham has been very careful"

"What do you mean?"

"Perhaps Mr. Graham doesn't feel himself as good as Hannibal does"

"Will's, if any, is necessary to want to catch Hannibal"

"If you think that you have to catch Hannibal, it's because he wants you to believe that. Do not fool yourself into thinking that he would control what's happening"

"This isn't takes long," Will said and stopped in front of fireplace. Hannibal sat at his desk and turned to look behind the Will and a fire. "We will still insist on," Will said. "Jack already suspects now that you killed Freddie Lounds," Hannibal said.

"Then he suspects you, too," Will said, and on his tongue was Natalie's name, but he left the matter to mention.

"I know," Hannibal said.

"We should give him what he wants"

"You mean Chesapeake Ripper?"

"Let him bring the matter concluded," Will turned to look at Hannibal. "Reveal yourself. You have tormented him long enough. Let him see you clearly,"

"Jack has become my friend. I guess I owe him the truth," Hannibal turned away from the kind of Will and Will turned to look at the fire.

Next chapter is sequel to Opening chapter!