Clarice walks into her office and sits down, looking at all of her boxes filled with new office equipment she sighs and thinks of the new badge in her blazers inside pocket. Looking around her office at the articles all of Hannibal Lector: and one of her own success earlier that year. She begins unpacking boxes and she suddenly stops, she walks to the window and stares out over the trainees. Running and sweating, all working so hard, She decides to go down and watch the training sessions, to relive her hardest moments again. Walking down the halls she sees nobody and hears nobody up on the same floor with her. She hears pounding footsteps and she walks faster, when she ends up in the elevator and turns around nobody is there. In a cold sweat she presses the button and rides down to the ground floor. Clarice walks outside just as ten or fifteen trainees run by One stops and then smiles at her he must have been eighteen or nineteen with a strong build blond hair and blue eyes. "Hi I'm David. I'm new here just started today are you another trainee?" "No I just earned my badge earlier this year; I was on my lunch brake unpacking boxes in my office and thought I would watch the trainees just to relive my old moments of rough extensive training." "You're Clarice Starling aren't you?" She smiles "yes I am" "I heard about you capturing Buffalo Bill. You why I wanted in the FBI, I was so inspired. Maybe we could get together sometime and you can give me some tips." Clarices smile turned into a half grin. "Yeah that might be nice." David gives one last smile, shakes her hand and runs off to catch up with the group. She turns and walks back into the building noticing a man watching her from her office. Clarice looks in horror and runs inside to the elevator. When she get to her floor she walks out of the office and notices that still nobody else is on the floor, it was getting late in the evening. Clarice walked into her office and held her gun out in the position she was taught to hold it. She jumped into her office and nobody was there. Still shaken up she hears a knock at her door she walks slowly to the door with a look of fear in her eyes, she thought she was alone. While walking to the door she thinks of Dr. Lector, and where he is or maybe he isn't so far away. She opens the door and to her surprise it is Dr Marcus Victor an old time friend whom she hadn't seen in years. He hugs her and stands back reading the fear in her eyes. "What's wrong my dear aren't you happy to see me? It's been so long." She smiles "I'm sorry Marcus, I was just thinking of somebody." "O really, well I heard about your success in capturing Buffalo Bill, an amazing story. What's on your mind old friend?" "Dr Lector" "O I see missing him?" She glares at him knowing where this conversation was going, she then became nervous and looked at the floor. "Answer me Clarice" "No how can I miss somebody I do not care for?" He took a quick glance around then middle sized office and then fixed his glance back on Clarice. "By the look of your office with all of the news articles all about Hannibal Lector, I would say you're obsessed with this insane man." "She quickly took up for Hannibal without even realizing it. "He isn't an insane man, he is one of the smartest men I have met." She shut her mouth knowing what she had just done and looked at the floor in utter shame. Marcus Puller her chin up to look into her eyes and said "I will be by your place tonight and we can talk about this feeling your trying to desperately to hide. He walks out of the room and she stands there staring at an older article of Dr Lector. "Am I..." She closed her mouth and began unpacking boxes; she would deal with this later. She walked out into the hall looking down the hall watching her friend leave. Hoping she could find a way out of the mess she had gotten into. She waved a friendly goodbye and was left with her thoughts out in the empty hallway.