Disclaimer: Dr. Hannibal Lecter and Clarice Starling are the property of
Thomas Harris. I am only borrowing them. Don't sue.
Summary: Set after Hannibal the film, Clarice has already decided to join Dr. Lecter.
Fate is unpredictable Like the weather it may change its course in the blink of an eye.
How she had ended up here she couldn't begin to comprehend. It was like she had been pulled here by some colossal force. Here she stood out side the current residence of one of the FBI's ten most wanted. With no intention of performing an arrest.
Clarice had planned this trip out very carefully, making sure to tie up all loose ends. She hadn't however planned out what she would do when she actually go here.
She felt like she should make some kind of grand entrance. She actually considered just sitting on the steps that adorned the front of his rather lavish residence and waiting for him to come out. No that would be an act performed by some love-sick little puppy and she refused to stoop to that level.
She had actually begun to consider simply ringing the doorbell and greeting him like she would an old friend. When the unexpected happened. The door that she had been staring at suddenly opened and Dr. Lecter himself stood right in front of her. Then he spoke.
"Good evening, Clarice." Behind those marvelous eyes she saw amusement and curiosity.
Suddenly she felt paralyzed, mute, and unable to do anything that required thinking. She had spent so much time thinking
about how to greet him. Yet here he was and suddenly all words seemed in vain.
More should follow soon. Please Review, but don't flame. Do you think I should continue this?
Summary: Set after Hannibal the film, Clarice has already decided to join Dr. Lecter.
Fate is unpredictable Like the weather it may change its course in the blink of an eye.
How she had ended up here she couldn't begin to comprehend. It was like she had been pulled here by some colossal force. Here she stood out side the current residence of one of the FBI's ten most wanted. With no intention of performing an arrest.
Clarice had planned this trip out very carefully, making sure to tie up all loose ends. She hadn't however planned out what she would do when she actually go here.
She felt like she should make some kind of grand entrance. She actually considered just sitting on the steps that adorned the front of his rather lavish residence and waiting for him to come out. No that would be an act performed by some love-sick little puppy and she refused to stoop to that level.
She had actually begun to consider simply ringing the doorbell and greeting him like she would an old friend. When the unexpected happened. The door that she had been staring at suddenly opened and Dr. Lecter himself stood right in front of her. Then he spoke.
"Good evening, Clarice." Behind those marvelous eyes she saw amusement and curiosity.
Suddenly she felt paralyzed, mute, and unable to do anything that required thinking. She had spent so much time thinking
about how to greet him. Yet here he was and suddenly all words seemed in vain.
More should follow soon. Please Review, but don't flame. Do you think I should continue this?