Alana had heard every word of Clarice's conversation with Hannibal. She had to admit that the girl was good, honest and didn't take any of his bullshit without being rude.

No wonder Lecter talked to her. She got on his level.

Chilton and Alana were both sitting behind the desk listening to their conversation on Frederick's computer.

"The FBI doesn't know you're still tapping conversations right?" she said.

He played with the tip of his pen between his teeth. He smiled.

"They got lazy and I got creative, so I found another way to wire the cells," he laughed at his own intelligence.

He hated the FBI, they were a gang of desperate fools using people whenever it fit their agenda. And they had used him way too many times.

"I could report you, Frederick," Alana said.

"You won't," he said. He was right.

Alana and he had been listening carefully to what Hannibal had said. Chilton had made some notes. Especially about the Buffalo Bill part.

Alana didn't really expect that Hannibal would know him but apparently he did. Friends with all the monsters.

Alana smiled when she heard that Hannibal wanted to be 'as far away from Dr. Chilton as possible', she giggled when she looked at Fredrick's face.

After the conversation had ended and Clarice had left the hallway, Alana stood up and made an attempt to leave.

"I'm suggesting this stays between us?" Chilton asked.

"Sure. Goodbye, Frederick," she said before exiting.


One of the FBI Officers was talking to Jack Crawford on the phone. He had followed their conversation. Clarice had him on the phone for one minute for further instructions.

Jack had told her to go home and get some rest. Will should do the same. He's call them if there's any update. When Clarice started about the offer, Jack told her that he'll have to think about it.

While the FBI was packing their gear, Clarice walked past Barney. The only friendly man working in the hospital. He looked worried with all the fuss in his little office.

"Is everything okay?" she asked him. He smiled at her, trying to keep his pokerface.

"I've been working here for a few years but there's never been so much fuss around here since," he paused, "well since you walked in here."

He didn't want to insult her but it was true after all.

"Well, it seems like we're just getting started," Clarice shook her head.

Barney knew the girl didn't chose to be here. She was just a puppet and she wasn't mean like the rest of the FBI troops that had infiltrated his small office without saying a word.

"They're almost done. Good night, Barney."

"Good night, Miss Starling," Barney said.

Clarice felt like the walls were coming at her. She'd need some fresh air.


The hall was still empty but she could see a few rays of sunlight peeping through the window. It was already morning.

When Clarice realised she was alone, she sighed deeply. No tears this time.

"Hello," Clarice heard an unknown voice say.

Clarice saw a woman dressed in a red coat looking at her from across the hallway. She was holding a crane in her hand, just like Dr. Chilton. Maybe she was his wife.

She looked like she didn't really belong here but neither did Clarice.

"Hello," she said confused, wondering what she wanted. Clarice got over to her. She smiled at her as Clarice got closer.

Clarice shook her hand, "Dr. Alana Bloom," the mysterious woman said. Oh my god, it's her.

"Clarice Starling," she said shyly. Clarice knew her, everyone knew her. She was almost as famous as Will.

Everyone always talked about the fact that Will survived Hannibal but so did she. Rumours told that she had left the country with her family.

"That was quite good down there," Alana said. So she was listening. It made her feel uncomfortable. Alana Bloom was a great psychiatrist before she quit.

"Thank you," Clarice said.

"You're a friend of Will?" Alana asked. The way she asked made it look like she was not only interested but more concerned.

Clarice nodded.

"He's outside, in the car," she said.

Alana made a gesture to the bench behind her. Alana and Clarice both sat down.

"How is he? Just between us. Still drinking?" Alana asked.

The surprised expression on Clarice's face said enough.

"Yeah, he doesn't know that I know," Clarice said, "but I don't really know him, uhm."

Bring your boyfriend Will with you. Hilarious.

Alana sighed. She seemed to be thinking.

"And how about you, Clarice. Can you handle this… situation?" Alana asked.

"Yes," she lied. Clarice just wanted to go home and get some sleep and maybe a shower.

"Is it okay if I walk with you to Will?" she asked politely.

"Sure," Clarice said as they got up.

She noticed Alana didn't really need her walking crane, but she still held the door open for her. They continued having a little chat about Quantico.

Will got out of his car when he saw Alana walking next to Clarice. He was surprised to see her here.

Alana had proclaimed that she never wanted to return to America. But here she was, standing right in front of him.

Clarice gave a nod and got into the car to give them some time together. She observed them.

Will didn't seem excited to see her, they didn't hug or anything. But their conversation wasn't angry, it seemed awkward for the both of them.

Clarice looked at the dashboard: 7 AM. She normally went for her morning run around this time. Clarice sighed and went back to her phone to answer Ardelia's messages. Hannibal Lecter was still on her mind.

Will got back into the car after five minutes. Clarice waved at Alana as she gave the both one more look before walking in the opposite direction from where they came.

Clarice didn't want to look at him, she was still shaken up about her conversation with Hannibal Lecter. She shivered.

"Jack told me to get some rest, both of us," Clarice looked at the dash board, avoiding Will's blue eyes.

She didn't want to bring up that Alana and her knew about his drinking.

Clarice knew Will was staring at her, expecting more from her.

Will started the car and gave her some space while he headed to Quantico. He felt the urge to drink. To get away.

"Are you okay?" Will asked after thirty minutes of silence. He could see she wasn't asleep. She was breathing too hard to be unconscious.

That question confused her, no one – except Ardelia maybe – seemed to care if she was okay. Was she ever okay?

"He knows Buffalo Bill, or at least knows who he is," Clarice said. She saw Will's fist clench onto the steering wheel.

"He's playing us," Clarice said, "and he knows you're playing too, Will."

Clarice thought about the jealousy in the eyes of Hannibal Lecter, it was jealousy right? What were they, Will and Hannibal? Clarice wondered.

Will and Hannibal had been through so much, mentally and physically. She felt like the third wheel, somehow.

Somewhere in her thoughts, Clarice had fallen asleep.

The muzzled faces of Will and Hannibal combined in her head.

Random memories from her father spooking through her head.

Her mom yelling at her. Stress and the booze turning her into a monster.

Clarice bursting through the hospital doors making sure they wouldn't do it without her presence. She had to stop them.

Her tiny hands on her father's cold check at the funeral home. She never thought her warm, loving father could be reduced to a cold, empty body.

Her little brothers going to bed hungry because her mother hadn't enough money to have a warm meal for her children at the end of the month.

She felt a hand on her shoulder. It disturbed her from her dreams. They were like this every night.

"Clarice," she heard Will's voice far away. She jumped up. Clarice realised she was still in the car.

She recognised the streets of Quantico.

Clarice hoped that she didn't say or yell anything while she was sleeping. Will looked at her with big eyes. Damn, he must have heard something. Fuck.

She thanked Will quicky and said her goodbyes before making a short walk to her dorm.


Sorry for the lack of new stuff. I feel like this is a boring chapter.

Writing Alana into this in hard because she doesn't have a big part in the book. (She was actually a man in the book)Her role in the series is so huge so I have to puzzle her into the story. Comments are welcome :) I like talking to you guys. Thank you for the positive reviews. The grammar is being updated so please be patient.

I'm currently writing chapter 14 and some interesting things are coming up from what really happened after 3x13 :D he he he

Fan theories or HC are welcome. I'm open for everything. Thoughts on pairings, scenes. Surprise me.

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