Chapter 41
There wasn't said a word, her last still lingered in the air around them. Hannibal never thought that he could hear wrong but had she really said that they could shoot her too. That gave new proportions to his escape plan; he had never wanted to use her, yet she had been his only ticket out of her, until now.
Clarice was the first to break the silence. "So as you can see, you decide how this is going to end, I have played my part." She suddenly felt to tired, she would never have imagined this. No she had planned that she would go in and drag him out, she didn't want him in her head, but he was there, had always been there.
Clarice couldn't decide if she was mad or not. Had she ever told anyone about what she was thinking they would confine her in an instruction and never let her out. There never was one who understood why she never called him a monster. No she seemed to defend his being. Ardelia had found it strange, hell even Clarice found it strange. But it didn't matter, not now not anymore.
Hannibal walked over to Clarice. He kneeled down next to her. Took her hand in his. "Tell me Clarice, would you follow me on one last voyage?" Clarice knew what he was talking about, and she knew that he would never do it to her unless she had agreed, no if she wouldn't want to, he would let her go out of love.
"I would follow you to the end of the road." Clarice never doubted her answer. This was what she wanted. She wanted to be with him. He kissed her hand, her palm. His eyes where filled with love.''
"I know my love, and that is why I can't allow it." Clarice was surprised; she couldn't believe what he was telling her. Hannibal saw the fight and all her emotions moving over her face. "No my love, you have to live. I would never forgive my self if your life ended here and now. I have always found the world more interesting with you in it. But my dear is a whole other concept.
Clarice got her feet under her. she was about to argue that point, but she knew he wouldn't let her. "My love, you'll be free, now you are bound by me, my death shall set you free." Clarice saw how his being radiated his love for her. "What is the point in living if you are not here? I will never be able to love another."
Hannibal closed the space between them. "Clarice...." He almost tasted her name. "This is the price, weather we like it or not." Tears were beginning to fall down Clarice's cheeks. "But something tells me that you will not be returning to the bureau. So I leave you what is mine, and I hope that you will enjoy the life you have in front of you." Hannibal kissed away the tears. "I love you, I have always loved you." Hannibal say in a light and soft tone. He walked over to the desk, leaving Clarice in the middle of the room, not sure if she could hold her own weight.
Hannibal was writing her a letter. His copperplate handwriting was quick and swift over the paper. He put it in an envelope and closed it. What he had to do now, would hurt more then anything else he had ever done in his life. The hurt would be in his heart, he had never been vulnerable, not until he met Clarice, and he knew that she had the only place that was in his heart and that she was the only one who could hurt him, now he had to hurt his Starling.
She would never let him leave, she would not allow him this finally way out, so he had to immobilize her.
But they would share the last minutes he had together.
A/N well here is another chapter, sadly I lost the chapters I wrote last night, that is why I am only posting one chapter here today.
I wanted to thank Florence for those nice reviews, I'm glad that you like my story. I will look forward to hearing your opinion on future chapters.
Ta, ta
There wasn't said a word, her last still lingered in the air around them. Hannibal never thought that he could hear wrong but had she really said that they could shoot her too. That gave new proportions to his escape plan; he had never wanted to use her, yet she had been his only ticket out of her, until now.
Clarice was the first to break the silence. "So as you can see, you decide how this is going to end, I have played my part." She suddenly felt to tired, she would never have imagined this. No she had planned that she would go in and drag him out, she didn't want him in her head, but he was there, had always been there.
Clarice couldn't decide if she was mad or not. Had she ever told anyone about what she was thinking they would confine her in an instruction and never let her out. There never was one who understood why she never called him a monster. No she seemed to defend his being. Ardelia had found it strange, hell even Clarice found it strange. But it didn't matter, not now not anymore.
Hannibal walked over to Clarice. He kneeled down next to her. Took her hand in his. "Tell me Clarice, would you follow me on one last voyage?" Clarice knew what he was talking about, and she knew that he would never do it to her unless she had agreed, no if she wouldn't want to, he would let her go out of love.
"I would follow you to the end of the road." Clarice never doubted her answer. This was what she wanted. She wanted to be with him. He kissed her hand, her palm. His eyes where filled with love.''
"I know my love, and that is why I can't allow it." Clarice was surprised; she couldn't believe what he was telling her. Hannibal saw the fight and all her emotions moving over her face. "No my love, you have to live. I would never forgive my self if your life ended here and now. I have always found the world more interesting with you in it. But my dear is a whole other concept.
Clarice got her feet under her. she was about to argue that point, but she knew he wouldn't let her. "My love, you'll be free, now you are bound by me, my death shall set you free." Clarice saw how his being radiated his love for her. "What is the point in living if you are not here? I will never be able to love another."
Hannibal closed the space between them. "Clarice...." He almost tasted her name. "This is the price, weather we like it or not." Tears were beginning to fall down Clarice's cheeks. "But something tells me that you will not be returning to the bureau. So I leave you what is mine, and I hope that you will enjoy the life you have in front of you." Hannibal kissed away the tears. "I love you, I have always loved you." Hannibal say in a light and soft tone. He walked over to the desk, leaving Clarice in the middle of the room, not sure if she could hold her own weight.
Hannibal was writing her a letter. His copperplate handwriting was quick and swift over the paper. He put it in an envelope and closed it. What he had to do now, would hurt more then anything else he had ever done in his life. The hurt would be in his heart, he had never been vulnerable, not until he met Clarice, and he knew that she had the only place that was in his heart and that she was the only one who could hurt him, now he had to hurt his Starling.
She would never let him leave, she would not allow him this finally way out, so he had to immobilize her.
But they would share the last minutes he had together.
A/N well here is another chapter, sadly I lost the chapters I wrote last night, that is why I am only posting one chapter here today.
I wanted to thank Florence for those nice reviews, I'm glad that you like my story. I will look forward to hearing your opinion on future chapters.
Ta, ta
