Stephanie didn´t know what she was doing or where she was going so she just kept running and running until someone stopped her.
She looked around and saw all these FBI agents surrounding a building... A woman spoke to her :
´What are you doing here?? It´s dangerous, they´ve got hostages in there, what do you think you´re doing!?´
Stephanie looked as if struck by lighning so the woman continued:
´I´m sorry I don´t mean to upset you it´s just that we can´t have anyone disturbing out job, for those people in there it´s a matter of life and death. If we act wrong, they might all die.´
Steph nodded her head and showed she understood. Then she looked up at the woman... she looked fragile, thin with reddish hair much like her own. On her face were a few freckles but they only made her appearance more beautiful.
~What is a woman like that doing in the FBI??~
´Hello??? HEY STARLING GET YOUR KID OFF THE TERRRAIN!´ , one man shouted at the woman.
Stephanie shot back to reality as if she awoke from some trance.
´Sorry sir, I´m gone, oh and I´m not HER kid by the way.´ , she said to the guy. Then she ran away.
The guy kept looking at her while she ran furter and furter away from the agents.
Meanwhile, back at the terrain:
´Starling, that´s not your kid? If I didn´t know you better I´d swear she was some long lost daughter!´ , that one guy joked.
´No Steven that´s not my daughter, why would you think that???´
´The resemblence!! It´s uncanny! Didn´t you get a good look at the kid? Oh hell, never mind, the situATION´s gotten to my head here... I need some sleep...´ , with that he walked away.
Stephanie was still out on the streets, trying to figure out what she had to say to the doctor when she would see him again. What she didn´t know was that he had been following her ever since the moment she stormed out of the psychiatric clinic.
She decided to just go home and chill out, regardless what her stepmother would do.
Meanwhile the doc was thinking about Stephanie Anne´s mental status. When you talked to her she seemed to be fine,
even though she was the youngest and biggest sceptic he had ever met he didn´t suspect anything was wrong with her in the beginning.
But there was something in her actions that wasn´t completely the way it should be.
When Stephanie walked she´d always look around to see if there was anyone that was after her, which by the way made it very hard for the doc to follow her, but he, being the genius that he is, managed somehow.
When someone talked to her, she wouldn´t look up until the other person´s eyes were fixed on something else, which probably gave her time to study the face carefully.
It almost seemed as if she was looking for one specific face. But everytime she finished studying a face, there was always a dissapointed look in her eyes, even though she probably didn´t notice this herself.
Most of the time she looked at other people with an expression contamination, but when she met Clarice, agent Starling, the one woman that Hannibal loved so much,
her expression seemed to change into something Hannibal couldn´t really put a word to.
It was almost an expression of relief, like she had finally found the one thing she had been looking for all of her life...
He also had noticed how much Stephanie Anne Criswell looked like his Clarice Starling, but he couldn´t let his imagination run free.
It would be impossible for Clarice to have a daughter she didn´t know about... or maybe DID? He remembered what Stephanie had told him in their first session when he had asked her about her real mother...
FLASHBACK!! ~´ I never met her, she and my dad
split up when I was just a baby, maybe even before, I´m not sure... he doesn´t like to talk about her...´~
When he thought about all this he couldn´t help but smile. This was proving to be an intersting case study...
She looked around and saw all these FBI agents surrounding a building... A woman spoke to her :
´What are you doing here?? It´s dangerous, they´ve got hostages in there, what do you think you´re doing!?´
Stephanie looked as if struck by lighning so the woman continued:
´I´m sorry I don´t mean to upset you it´s just that we can´t have anyone disturbing out job, for those people in there it´s a matter of life and death. If we act wrong, they might all die.´
Steph nodded her head and showed she understood. Then she looked up at the woman... she looked fragile, thin with reddish hair much like her own. On her face were a few freckles but they only made her appearance more beautiful.
~What is a woman like that doing in the FBI??~
´Hello??? HEY STARLING GET YOUR KID OFF THE TERRRAIN!´ , one man shouted at the woman.
Stephanie shot back to reality as if she awoke from some trance.
´Sorry sir, I´m gone, oh and I´m not HER kid by the way.´ , she said to the guy. Then she ran away.
The guy kept looking at her while she ran furter and furter away from the agents.
Meanwhile, back at the terrain:
´Starling, that´s not your kid? If I didn´t know you better I´d swear she was some long lost daughter!´ , that one guy joked.
´No Steven that´s not my daughter, why would you think that???´
´The resemblence!! It´s uncanny! Didn´t you get a good look at the kid? Oh hell, never mind, the situATION´s gotten to my head here... I need some sleep...´ , with that he walked away.
Stephanie was still out on the streets, trying to figure out what she had to say to the doctor when she would see him again. What she didn´t know was that he had been following her ever since the moment she stormed out of the psychiatric clinic.
She decided to just go home and chill out, regardless what her stepmother would do.
Meanwhile the doc was thinking about Stephanie Anne´s mental status. When you talked to her she seemed to be fine,
even though she was the youngest and biggest sceptic he had ever met he didn´t suspect anything was wrong with her in the beginning.
But there was something in her actions that wasn´t completely the way it should be.
When Stephanie walked she´d always look around to see if there was anyone that was after her, which by the way made it very hard for the doc to follow her, but he, being the genius that he is, managed somehow.
When someone talked to her, she wouldn´t look up until the other person´s eyes were fixed on something else, which probably gave her time to study the face carefully.
It almost seemed as if she was looking for one specific face. But everytime she finished studying a face, there was always a dissapointed look in her eyes, even though she probably didn´t notice this herself.
Most of the time she looked at other people with an expression contamination, but when she met Clarice, agent Starling, the one woman that Hannibal loved so much,
her expression seemed to change into something Hannibal couldn´t really put a word to.
It was almost an expression of relief, like she had finally found the one thing she had been looking for all of her life...
He also had noticed how much Stephanie Anne Criswell looked like his Clarice Starling, but he couldn´t let his imagination run free.
It would be impossible for Clarice to have a daughter she didn´t know about... or maybe DID? He remembered what Stephanie had told him in their first session when he had asked her about her real mother...
FLASHBACK!! ~´ I never met her, she and my dad
split up when I was just a baby, maybe even before, I´m not sure... he doesn´t like to talk about her...´~
When he thought about all this he couldn´t help but smile. This was proving to be an intersting case study...