Chapter Five. Yet you can never save yourself
"Cide?"
"Kill."
"Philic?"
"Loving."
"Good, that's the last of them," Starling said, putting the note cards down.
"I hope I do good, I so hope I do good," Mischa said with a sigh.
"You will," Starling reassured her. "You know them all perfectly."
From the other room, the sweet vibes of a piano came floating inward. Mischa sighed happily. "Daddy's playing piano again."
Starling smiled. "Come on, let's go."
Lecter sat behind the piano, swaying to the rhythms. Starling took her seat on the couch and Mischa sprawled out on the floor.
The song ended; Starling and Mischa clapped.
Lecter removed his hands from the piano. "Sing for us, will you, Mischa?"
She smiled and made her way to the piano. "What should I sing?"
"Well, even though I disapprove of her voice, and the piano drifts are far too easy, it is the first song your mother and I danced to."
Mischa smiled. "For all those times you stood for me..." she sang, her father playing behind her. "For all the truth that you made me see..For all the joy you brought to my life..."
Mischa sat on the bench and slowly began taking over for her father. "For all the wrongs that you made right..."
Lecter stood up and made his way over to Starling, extending his hand.
"For every dream you made come true, for all the love I found in you..."
She took his hand and wrapped her arms around him as they began to dance.
"I'll be forever thankful, Baby... You're the one who held me up, never let me fall... you're the one who saw me through, through it all..."
They looked into each other's eyes as they spun around in that one small circle, happy, at last.
"You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn't speak
You were my eyes when I couldn't see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn't reach
You gave me faith 'cause you believed
I'm everything I am..."
He kissed on the forehead as they spun, both grins still on their faces.
"...because you loved me."
"Cide?"
"Kill."
"Philic?"
"Loving."
"Good, that's the last of them," Starling said, putting the note cards down.
"I hope I do good, I so hope I do good," Mischa said with a sigh.
"You will," Starling reassured her. "You know them all perfectly."
From the other room, the sweet vibes of a piano came floating inward. Mischa sighed happily. "Daddy's playing piano again."
Starling smiled. "Come on, let's go."
Lecter sat behind the piano, swaying to the rhythms. Starling took her seat on the couch and Mischa sprawled out on the floor.
The song ended; Starling and Mischa clapped.
Lecter removed his hands from the piano. "Sing for us, will you, Mischa?"
She smiled and made her way to the piano. "What should I sing?"
"Well, even though I disapprove of her voice, and the piano drifts are far too easy, it is the first song your mother and I danced to."
Mischa smiled. "For all those times you stood for me..." she sang, her father playing behind her. "For all the truth that you made me see..For all the joy you brought to my life..."
Mischa sat on the bench and slowly began taking over for her father. "For all the wrongs that you made right..."
Lecter stood up and made his way over to Starling, extending his hand.
"For every dream you made come true, for all the love I found in you..."
She took his hand and wrapped her arms around him as they began to dance.
"I'll be forever thankful, Baby... You're the one who held me up, never let me fall... you're the one who saw me through, through it all..."
They looked into each other's eyes as they spun around in that one small circle, happy, at last.
"You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn't speak
You were my eyes when I couldn't see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn't reach
You gave me faith 'cause you believed
I'm everything I am..."
He kissed on the forehead as they spun, both grins still on their faces.
"...because you loved me."