Chapter 14

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Will was just coming in to the office, Beverley rushing towards him…worry on her face.

"Hey Bev, what's up?"

"What's up, Jack's what's up. He's in one hell of a mood, that suspect we had in last week."

"Donovan…what about him?"

"He made a complaint against you, says you hit him."

"Well I did."

"Yeah I know you did but he wants to press charges against you for assault."

"What, I barely touched the guy."

"Well Jack wants to see you, well us…seeing as we were both in the room at the time, come on."

Will followed Beverley into Jack's office, the older man looked up from his desk, anger in his eyes as Will and Beverley stood in front of him.

"Jack…Bev said you wanted a word?"

"Did she, well yes. Is it true, what Donovan has said?"

"I barely touched him Jack."

"He has a black eye Will."

"What, I didn't do that, the son of a bitch had done that do himself."

"Will's right Jack."

"You did punch him yes."

"Yeah I did, and I'd do it again."

"Well dont go telling anyone else that for god sake. What the hell were you thinking, punching a guy?"

"He raped and murdered four women Jack, the bastard had it coming."

"Yes and the courts will decide his punishment, not you…IS THAT CLEAR?"

Will looked to Beverley and back to Jack, who was now on his feet, hands on his desk as he glared at them.

"Will?" He warned.

"Crystal…Sir."

"Back to work, and keep your hands to yourself."

Will and Beverley left the office, Will slamming the door behind him as Beverley turned to him.

"Well…wasn't too bad."

"I guess."

"We should get back to work."

"Yeah, still a few witnesses to get statements from, come on…I'll buy lunch."

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Faith and Hannibal were walking around one of Faith's favourite baby stores, Caitlin sitting on the rocking horse by the window as they inspected furniture for the nursery.

"Hannibal…what do you think of this one?" Faith asked.

Hannibal walked over to where Faith was inspecting a dark wood baby changing table.

"It's nice, but I was thinking more of a lighter colour…ahhh, like that one."

Faith turned when Hannibal walked over to some cream furniture in the corner, she came up beside him as he ran a hand over the top of the chest of drawers, smiling at them.

"They're beautiful, and a crib and changing table to match."

"It will go perfect with the duck egg paint, don't you think?"

"It certainly will, oh Caitlin honey…don't jump on the horse…there's a good girl."

"Can I help you?"

Hannibal and Faith turned to see the assistant behind them, a smile on her face.

"Yes, how much for the full set of this furniture?" Hannibal asked.

"The full cost will be $1500 Sir."

"We'll take it." He smiled.

"Your second?" The woman asked, looking over at Caitlin.

"Oh no actually he…" Faith began.

"Yes it is." Hannibal said quickly.

"Very good Sir, I'll get it rung up for you."

Faith waited for the woman to leave before turning to Hannibal.

"What was that Hannibal?"

"What?"

"You know what, why you didn't want that woman to know the furniture was for you."

"I get so many strange looks at it is Faith, I can't stand any more right now."

"Hey, you can't help what's happening to you, you should embrace it."

"It's easier said than done, especially when others are always giving you looks and talking behind your back."

"Fuck them all."

"Faith."

"Well, I know how you feel lately, everyone talking about me because of Marcus and his cheating, but in the end I thought…to hell with them all. I don't care what they think, I have Caitlin and you and Will and that's all I need."

"You know we're always here for you."

"I know, it really does help."

Faith offered a warm smile, Hannibal lowering his head suddenly, his hand going to his back.

"Are you okay?" Faith asked rubbing his arm.

"I don't think I…ahhhh."

Hannibal doubled over, a pain running over his abdomen as his eyes went wide in panic.

"Faith, I think there might be something wrong with the baby."

"Okay, okay there's no need to panic okay. I got strange pains all the time and I was…"

Before She could finish, Hannibal crumpled to the floor in a heap, Faith's heart racing as she quickly kneeled beside him.

"Oh shit…Hannibal…Hannibal talk to me. Fuck, SOMEONE CALL AN AMBULANCE….NOW."

The assistant quickly turned, taking in the scene before her before picking up the phone and calling an ambulance. Caitlin came rushing over to her mother's side, as Faith tried to wake up Hannibal.

"What's wrong with Uncle Hannibal Mummy?"

"It's okay sweetheart, Uncle Hannibal's not feeling very well but don't worry, he'll be okay. HURRY UP WITH THAT AMBULNACE LADY…Jesus."

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Will pushed his chair back, running a hand over his face and sighed as Beverley looked up from her desk.

"Calling it a day?"

"Yeah, I'm exhausted. We'll come back to it tomorrow, get off home Bev, it's been a hell of a day."

Beverley was about to respond when Will's phone buzzed and saw Faith's name coming up on his cell.

"Oh, it's Faith…they must be finished at last. Hi Faith, is that you and Han…what is it, what's wrong. He's what, well is he alright, okay okay, I'm on my way….yeah, I'll be there as soon as I can."

Will hung up, Beverley looking worried.

"Will, what's happened?"

"I have to go, Hannibal collapsed. They've taken him to the hospital."

"Is he okay, the baby?"

"I don't know, look sorry…I gotta go."

"Yeah of course…call me yeah, let me know what's happening."

"Will do, I'll call you later, thanks Bev."

Will grabbed his jacket and rushed out of the station, getting in his car and driving desperately to the hospital.

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To Be Continued…