When Doctor Lecter pulled into the very cheap motel early morning , around
four thirty , he was careful not to wake the women up. He gave Clarice a
curious look before pulling the keys out of the ignition , laying them in
his pocket , and carefully getting out. Clarice , he saw , gave a little
jolt when he shut the door but she lay still , so Hannibal continued across
the dark parking lot to a dimly lit lobby.
He came back holding a room key with an obvious scowl of distaste , which only worsened when he opened the door to their room. Decorated in puke blues and light yellows , it looked rather un comfortable and cheap.
"Fine , then let the bloody games begin." Hannibal muttered , slightly annoyed at their accomidations , and walked back out down to the car. First he awoke Athena.
"Athena," Doctor Lecter coaxed into her ear , shaking her shoulder lightly. ",We've stopped , wake up."
She groaned and opened her eyes , sitting up and massaging her neck which had been bent akwardly along the course of the ride.
"We're up in '3b' , Go on and take your pick of a bed. I'll wake Clarice." He said , not nearly as taunting or dealing with things playfull like normally. The whole situation seemed to of angered Doctor Lecter , who was sure he had finally planned a perfect place where the police would not interfere.
Athena nodded and he moved over to let her slip out of the car.
"Goodnight" She muttered tiredly , beginning down the little cement walkway to their door.
Hannibal sighed and shut her door , locking it. He walked over to Clarice and opened the door she was semi leaning on. When Clarice jolted awake from the sudden loss of dor at her side , she sat back up , startled , and stare at Doctor Lecter , immediately moving her hand to her thigh where a gun would normally be kept.
"Oh…Doctor Lecter…"Clarice muttered , clearly now realizing what was going on.
"Clarice , I beg of you , Call me Hannibal." He sugggested , taking her elbow to help her from the car.
The doors shut and locked , they made their way down towards the room in silence , his grip firm on her arm. Clarice wiggled her arm a bit uncomfortably and his hand let up just slightly. They arrived at the room , and Clarice was first in of course , followed by Hannibal who used all three locks that came with the door.Clarice stare around her in obvious dissaproval of their accomidations and Hannibal nodded.
"I know , Clarice , not my choice either."
He looked over to the bed at the far right and saw Athena laying over it on top of the covers , already asleep.
"Well , you may as well go , as you put it , 'freshen' up in the bathroom , Clarice. We are going to have to find a rather odd way of aquiring clothes , unless you think it smart for any one of us to step inside a store now."
"What about her?"Clarice suggested , gesturing to Athena.
"Her name is Athena , Clarice , and yes , I suppose she could carry that out. I have my suspicions about her , you well know , though I used to about you as well." He smiled lightly at Clarice who sighed.
"Just don't hurt her , Hannibal , I wouldn't be able to bear any of it. Pearsall and Krendler are one thing , but killing a young irl is another."
He nodded
"On my honour , Clarice."
She frowned and walked over to the second bed , pulling back a blanket.
"So...How are we going to do this?" Clarice asked , her voice slightly shaken again like at the beginning of their little meeting.
"Ah…"Hannibal smiled again "This IS rather strange , isn't it? Well , if you'd like to sleep over there with Athena , you may. Or you can sleep over here , two choices which are given."
She shook her head at him and finnished pulling back the pile of sheets and blankets , convinced they put so many over the beds to make them LOOK comfortable.
"Alright." Clarice muttered , laying down. Hannibal walked over and did the same to his side of the bed , sitting down with a ironic wince.
"You are right , not very comfortable at all , is it?" He suggested , laying back with her head turned towards the door. Clarice quirked an eyebrow , observing his shoes still on his feet and his dislike to using any blankets. The man of manners didn't seem to be following them , she thought.
"Not planning on sleeping , Doctor?" She asked
He shook his head , reaching up to snap off the lamp , located next to his bed.
"No , then we would have a blind spot to the police , wouldn't we."
"You have to sleep sometime though , yes?" Clarice asked
"Yes , sometime." Hannibal said , turning over , he pulled the blanket over Clarice and gave her cheek a few light strokes."Goodnight , Clarice."
She suppressed a shiver , clearly un accustomed to his touch , or rather a kind one , and closed her eyes , the relaxing pattern lulling her to sleep.
"Goodnight , Hannibal."
When she awoke , around eleven thirty a.m. , Doctor Lecter had fallen asleep through the night , the back of his hand still poised on her cheek. Clarice smiled and , though she would prefer to lay there , reached up to remove the hand. She turned onto her back and Athena walked out of the bathroom , oblivious to Clarice. She walked over to her bed , hair wet for obviously she had showered , and sat down , pulling on her shoes.
"Where are you going?" Clarice asked her suddenly.
Athena jumped and jerked her head up to Clarice , thinking she was asleep.
"Nowhere , I'm just putting my shoes on , is that wrong?" She asked , showing Clarice as much , or as little , respect as she had shown. Clarice sighed and sat up.
"I'd suggest a walk , but I don't think Hannibal would enjoy it if we both took off , hmm?" Clarice muttered , standing from bed.
Athena didn't answer and watched as Clarice walked over to the little T.V. , turning in on and switching the volume down low so they had to crane their ears to hear it. After a few of the normal stories noone was really interested in so came the next…
"…Thank you , Samantha , I'm sure the animal hospital will benefit. But as for more challenging news , Last night in the washington D.C. area Clarice Starling , a special agent of the F.B.I. , was kidnapped by , the number one suspect , Hannibal Lecter."
The screen flashed to show a rather blurry photo of the Agent at a press conference some time back.
"Special Agent Starling was seen jogging down her neighbourhood around nine thirty. A worried neighbour watched a black car follow after the agent , described as 'expensive and completely posh' and a brief heated conversation between the driver and Starling. Our observer says , I quote , 'I thought it was just another man trying to pick Clarice up for a date , she gets that a lot , inclusing from me…but when she didn't come back a half hour later I got worried and called the local police.' The informer wishes for his name not to be mentioned , but states he is 'severely worried for her safety along with the rest of the neighbourhood' . The F.B.I. has been searching for the missing Agent since this morning , rather than waiting , as they bealive this is involved with Doctor hannibal Lecter…"
A new video was seen , from earlier in the morning with An unknown represenative standing in the press Conference room. Camera flashed went off , and he was careful to keep his voice staedy amidst the sea of hungry reporters.
"This morning we began our search for the illfated Agent Starling , whom had previously been re-assigned to the Hannibal Lecter case. We bealive that Lecter , obviously glad to see the object of his affection back in the hotspot…"
At this point Clarice launched over and shook Hannibal awake quickly.
"Hannibal!" She hissed as he woke quickly , being pushed up to face the T.V.
"…could not control the animal urge in him to invite Starling over for a little 'dinner date' as he would put it. We rushed off to a house , which location can not be disclosed , that we were told of by an anonomous tip , and caught the remenants of their meal." The nervous agent took a deep breath before continuing. " Whatever that was left of the body of one of our directors , finger prints , and a rather hurriedly escaped dinner table is all we have gotten. We bealive Lecter escaped with Starling , and possibly one other , as he saw us approaching."
Questions began to flow in to the Agent , who began to explain that they had found remenants of another woman there at the time , but Calrice and the others had tuned it out.
Hannibal glare calmly at the television , well aware that both Athena and Clarice were looking at him , and sighed rather annoyedly.
"Well , " he began , standing "Let's get going. We have a long ways to travel in one day. And much to do. We need passports , plain tickets , and a little money while we're at it. These credit cards only go so far."
They nodded and stood , moving deftly towards the door. Hannibal took Athena's arm , giving Clarice a warning look , and walked out with Athena , Clarice trailing behind. They moved down to the car , athena looking troubled as was Clarice and Hannibal angry , as a few residents gave them a few curious looks.
Hannibal turned them away with a glare , well aware of how obvious he was probably being , and unlocked the car as they climbed in. Noone noticed that as Hannibal pulled the car out of the motel parking lot , his mind focussed on stealing a new car by the end of the day , the little beat up greyish one follow suit. Always staying one car behind Lecter's , and careful to follow every random turn Doctor Lecter did , the little grey car never strayed from the path. Like a mother hen and her chick , through out the day they never seperated nor stopped until Hannibal did so at a small , rural mall in Ohio.
He came back holding a room key with an obvious scowl of distaste , which only worsened when he opened the door to their room. Decorated in puke blues and light yellows , it looked rather un comfortable and cheap.
"Fine , then let the bloody games begin." Hannibal muttered , slightly annoyed at their accomidations , and walked back out down to the car. First he awoke Athena.
"Athena," Doctor Lecter coaxed into her ear , shaking her shoulder lightly. ",We've stopped , wake up."
She groaned and opened her eyes , sitting up and massaging her neck which had been bent akwardly along the course of the ride.
"We're up in '3b' , Go on and take your pick of a bed. I'll wake Clarice." He said , not nearly as taunting or dealing with things playfull like normally. The whole situation seemed to of angered Doctor Lecter , who was sure he had finally planned a perfect place where the police would not interfere.
Athena nodded and he moved over to let her slip out of the car.
"Goodnight" She muttered tiredly , beginning down the little cement walkway to their door.
Hannibal sighed and shut her door , locking it. He walked over to Clarice and opened the door she was semi leaning on. When Clarice jolted awake from the sudden loss of dor at her side , she sat back up , startled , and stare at Doctor Lecter , immediately moving her hand to her thigh where a gun would normally be kept.
"Oh…Doctor Lecter…"Clarice muttered , clearly now realizing what was going on.
"Clarice , I beg of you , Call me Hannibal." He sugggested , taking her elbow to help her from the car.
The doors shut and locked , they made their way down towards the room in silence , his grip firm on her arm. Clarice wiggled her arm a bit uncomfortably and his hand let up just slightly. They arrived at the room , and Clarice was first in of course , followed by Hannibal who used all three locks that came with the door.Clarice stare around her in obvious dissaproval of their accomidations and Hannibal nodded.
"I know , Clarice , not my choice either."
He looked over to the bed at the far right and saw Athena laying over it on top of the covers , already asleep.
"Well , you may as well go , as you put it , 'freshen' up in the bathroom , Clarice. We are going to have to find a rather odd way of aquiring clothes , unless you think it smart for any one of us to step inside a store now."
"What about her?"Clarice suggested , gesturing to Athena.
"Her name is Athena , Clarice , and yes , I suppose she could carry that out. I have my suspicions about her , you well know , though I used to about you as well." He smiled lightly at Clarice who sighed.
"Just don't hurt her , Hannibal , I wouldn't be able to bear any of it. Pearsall and Krendler are one thing , but killing a young irl is another."
He nodded
"On my honour , Clarice."
She frowned and walked over to the second bed , pulling back a blanket.
"So...How are we going to do this?" Clarice asked , her voice slightly shaken again like at the beginning of their little meeting.
"Ah…"Hannibal smiled again "This IS rather strange , isn't it? Well , if you'd like to sleep over there with Athena , you may. Or you can sleep over here , two choices which are given."
She shook her head at him and finnished pulling back the pile of sheets and blankets , convinced they put so many over the beds to make them LOOK comfortable.
"Alright." Clarice muttered , laying down. Hannibal walked over and did the same to his side of the bed , sitting down with a ironic wince.
"You are right , not very comfortable at all , is it?" He suggested , laying back with her head turned towards the door. Clarice quirked an eyebrow , observing his shoes still on his feet and his dislike to using any blankets. The man of manners didn't seem to be following them , she thought.
"Not planning on sleeping , Doctor?" She asked
He shook his head , reaching up to snap off the lamp , located next to his bed.
"No , then we would have a blind spot to the police , wouldn't we."
"You have to sleep sometime though , yes?" Clarice asked
"Yes , sometime." Hannibal said , turning over , he pulled the blanket over Clarice and gave her cheek a few light strokes."Goodnight , Clarice."
She suppressed a shiver , clearly un accustomed to his touch , or rather a kind one , and closed her eyes , the relaxing pattern lulling her to sleep.
"Goodnight , Hannibal."
When she awoke , around eleven thirty a.m. , Doctor Lecter had fallen asleep through the night , the back of his hand still poised on her cheek. Clarice smiled and , though she would prefer to lay there , reached up to remove the hand. She turned onto her back and Athena walked out of the bathroom , oblivious to Clarice. She walked over to her bed , hair wet for obviously she had showered , and sat down , pulling on her shoes.
"Where are you going?" Clarice asked her suddenly.
Athena jumped and jerked her head up to Clarice , thinking she was asleep.
"Nowhere , I'm just putting my shoes on , is that wrong?" She asked , showing Clarice as much , or as little , respect as she had shown. Clarice sighed and sat up.
"I'd suggest a walk , but I don't think Hannibal would enjoy it if we both took off , hmm?" Clarice muttered , standing from bed.
Athena didn't answer and watched as Clarice walked over to the little T.V. , turning in on and switching the volume down low so they had to crane their ears to hear it. After a few of the normal stories noone was really interested in so came the next…
"…Thank you , Samantha , I'm sure the animal hospital will benefit. But as for more challenging news , Last night in the washington D.C. area Clarice Starling , a special agent of the F.B.I. , was kidnapped by , the number one suspect , Hannibal Lecter."
The screen flashed to show a rather blurry photo of the Agent at a press conference some time back.
"Special Agent Starling was seen jogging down her neighbourhood around nine thirty. A worried neighbour watched a black car follow after the agent , described as 'expensive and completely posh' and a brief heated conversation between the driver and Starling. Our observer says , I quote , 'I thought it was just another man trying to pick Clarice up for a date , she gets that a lot , inclusing from me…but when she didn't come back a half hour later I got worried and called the local police.' The informer wishes for his name not to be mentioned , but states he is 'severely worried for her safety along with the rest of the neighbourhood' . The F.B.I. has been searching for the missing Agent since this morning , rather than waiting , as they bealive this is involved with Doctor hannibal Lecter…"
A new video was seen , from earlier in the morning with An unknown represenative standing in the press Conference room. Camera flashed went off , and he was careful to keep his voice staedy amidst the sea of hungry reporters.
"This morning we began our search for the illfated Agent Starling , whom had previously been re-assigned to the Hannibal Lecter case. We bealive that Lecter , obviously glad to see the object of his affection back in the hotspot…"
At this point Clarice launched over and shook Hannibal awake quickly.
"Hannibal!" She hissed as he woke quickly , being pushed up to face the T.V.
"…could not control the animal urge in him to invite Starling over for a little 'dinner date' as he would put it. We rushed off to a house , which location can not be disclosed , that we were told of by an anonomous tip , and caught the remenants of their meal." The nervous agent took a deep breath before continuing. " Whatever that was left of the body of one of our directors , finger prints , and a rather hurriedly escaped dinner table is all we have gotten. We bealive Lecter escaped with Starling , and possibly one other , as he saw us approaching."
Questions began to flow in to the Agent , who began to explain that they had found remenants of another woman there at the time , but Calrice and the others had tuned it out.
Hannibal glare calmly at the television , well aware that both Athena and Clarice were looking at him , and sighed rather annoyedly.
"Well , " he began , standing "Let's get going. We have a long ways to travel in one day. And much to do. We need passports , plain tickets , and a little money while we're at it. These credit cards only go so far."
They nodded and stood , moving deftly towards the door. Hannibal took Athena's arm , giving Clarice a warning look , and walked out with Athena , Clarice trailing behind. They moved down to the car , athena looking troubled as was Clarice and Hannibal angry , as a few residents gave them a few curious looks.
Hannibal turned them away with a glare , well aware of how obvious he was probably being , and unlocked the car as they climbed in. Noone noticed that as Hannibal pulled the car out of the motel parking lot , his mind focussed on stealing a new car by the end of the day , the little beat up greyish one follow suit. Always staying one car behind Lecter's , and careful to follow every random turn Doctor Lecter did , the little grey car never strayed from the path. Like a mother hen and her chick , through out the day they never seperated nor stopped until Hannibal did so at a small , rural mall in Ohio.