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not own any of the characters portrayed herein. I make no profit from
borrowing them.
I know I said this would be a longer chapter but I'm finally feeling the sting of having more than two story's running at the same time. I'll try my best to finish them off as quickly as possible and get them posted. Thank's for the reviews so far, they have been wonderful. Enjoy!
Six and a half hours later, Clarice stifled a yawn with the back of her hand.
" Perhaps we should stop Clarice. We'll freshen up and I'll take the wheel for a while hmmm?"
Glancing over to him she smiled at his consideration, it wasn't something she was on the receiving end of very often.
" I'm good for a little while yet…but thanks."
Turning his body to more fully face her, he tilted his head as he studied her face. After a few minutes she squirmed in her seat.
" Stop it" she laughed more to herself than him.
A small smile was playing in his eyes as he responded,
" I'm not doing anything Clarice."
Shaking her head as she reached into the door and pulled out a mint, popping it into her mouth as she responded, her tongue rolling over the mint as she spoke,
" Yes you are. You're doing that thing. With your eyes. Trying to see inside me or something. It's very unnerving and I want you to stop." There was no real threat in her voice and if she were honest she was enjoying the conversation, as it had been a few hours since either had spoken, each lost in their own thoughts.
" I'm sorry Clarice. I shall refrain from looking at you for the remainder of our trip."
His voice was light and when she looked over to glare at him, he was smiling.
"Ok, point taken. How much longer?"
" Tiring of my company already Clarice?" his voice was still playful and she laughed.
" Not at all Doctor, but then you already knew that." Her own voice was playful, almost flirtatious.
" So I did." He said quietly, his own voice dropping a few octaves, making it sound more gravely. He watched with satisfaction as a small shiver crept over her body.
Shifting a little in her seat she cleared her throat before speaking. Her voice was low and conversational.
" Hello Dr Lecter my Name is Clarice m Starling, I'm 33 years old. My favourite colour is green, my lucky number is five, and my hobbies include sporadic visits to the firing range, tracking down a serial-killer and I have a secret love of chocolate."
He sank into his seat a little more, bringing his hands to rest, crossed, in his lap. He enjoyed the twists and turns in their conversations, she was getting better at it and he would accept no less. A short appreciative laugh spilled from his lips as she finished. He would play.
" Good Afternoon Clarice M Starling. My name is Dr Hannibal Lecter. I'm 56 years old. I appreciate all colours in their own right, and have no number I would label lucky. My hobbies range from…"
He smiled wickedly as she tensed a little
"…Fine art, exquisite wine, and I admit to having a taste for.."
He paused again, drawing the syllables of each word out.
"…The finer things in life."
She turned to glare at him, unable to stop the small smile that crept unwanted to her lips. There was a short comfortable pause as each processed the information, the hidden meanings and the cosy atmosphere inside the car. It was he who eventually spoke, his voice back to it's normal pitch.
" Feeling the need for details Clarice? That would suggest an insecurity."
Her reaction was almost instantaneous.
" You see? There you go again. I can't say anything without you slipping into the white coat."
"You would expect no less."
She had to concede to that. She didn't want him to change.
An uncomfortable silence fell over them as they continued to drive through the unpopulated desert.
" At the next gas station pull over, we need to change the plates. It will have to do until we can find another vehicle."
She nodded her head her eyes slowly drifting from the road in front to steal a quick glance over to him. He was sitting facing forward, obviously deep in his own thoughts, one elbow resting on the door, his chin propped up with the hand. She drew in breath to speak, but held it as he interrupted.
" Clarice we have company"
Looking into her mirror she could see the approaching blue lights.
Please review and give me a happy! lol
I know I said this would be a longer chapter but I'm finally feeling the sting of having more than two story's running at the same time. I'll try my best to finish them off as quickly as possible and get them posted. Thank's for the reviews so far, they have been wonderful. Enjoy!
Six and a half hours later, Clarice stifled a yawn with the back of her hand.
" Perhaps we should stop Clarice. We'll freshen up and I'll take the wheel for a while hmmm?"
Glancing over to him she smiled at his consideration, it wasn't something she was on the receiving end of very often.
" I'm good for a little while yet…but thanks."
Turning his body to more fully face her, he tilted his head as he studied her face. After a few minutes she squirmed in her seat.
" Stop it" she laughed more to herself than him.
A small smile was playing in his eyes as he responded,
" I'm not doing anything Clarice."
Shaking her head as she reached into the door and pulled out a mint, popping it into her mouth as she responded, her tongue rolling over the mint as she spoke,
" Yes you are. You're doing that thing. With your eyes. Trying to see inside me or something. It's very unnerving and I want you to stop." There was no real threat in her voice and if she were honest she was enjoying the conversation, as it had been a few hours since either had spoken, each lost in their own thoughts.
" I'm sorry Clarice. I shall refrain from looking at you for the remainder of our trip."
His voice was light and when she looked over to glare at him, he was smiling.
"Ok, point taken. How much longer?"
" Tiring of my company already Clarice?" his voice was still playful and she laughed.
" Not at all Doctor, but then you already knew that." Her own voice was playful, almost flirtatious.
" So I did." He said quietly, his own voice dropping a few octaves, making it sound more gravely. He watched with satisfaction as a small shiver crept over her body.
Shifting a little in her seat she cleared her throat before speaking. Her voice was low and conversational.
" Hello Dr Lecter my Name is Clarice m Starling, I'm 33 years old. My favourite colour is green, my lucky number is five, and my hobbies include sporadic visits to the firing range, tracking down a serial-killer and I have a secret love of chocolate."
He sank into his seat a little more, bringing his hands to rest, crossed, in his lap. He enjoyed the twists and turns in their conversations, she was getting better at it and he would accept no less. A short appreciative laugh spilled from his lips as she finished. He would play.
" Good Afternoon Clarice M Starling. My name is Dr Hannibal Lecter. I'm 56 years old. I appreciate all colours in their own right, and have no number I would label lucky. My hobbies range from…"
He smiled wickedly as she tensed a little
"…Fine art, exquisite wine, and I admit to having a taste for.."
He paused again, drawing the syllables of each word out.
"…The finer things in life."
She turned to glare at him, unable to stop the small smile that crept unwanted to her lips. There was a short comfortable pause as each processed the information, the hidden meanings and the cosy atmosphere inside the car. It was he who eventually spoke, his voice back to it's normal pitch.
" Feeling the need for details Clarice? That would suggest an insecurity."
Her reaction was almost instantaneous.
" You see? There you go again. I can't say anything without you slipping into the white coat."
"You would expect no less."
She had to concede to that. She didn't want him to change.
An uncomfortable silence fell over them as they continued to drive through the unpopulated desert.
" At the next gas station pull over, we need to change the plates. It will have to do until we can find another vehicle."
She nodded her head her eyes slowly drifting from the road in front to steal a quick glance over to him. He was sitting facing forward, obviously deep in his own thoughts, one elbow resting on the door, his chin propped up with the hand. She drew in breath to speak, but held it as he interrupted.
" Clarice we have company"
Looking into her mirror she could see the approaching blue lights.
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