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*starts sobbing*

Hannibal: There, there. It's ok.

Thank you. *cries into Hannibal*

Hannibal: You really need to put this chapter up before you go to school . . .

I know. *stops crying*

A/N: Thanks to all of my lovely reviewers, I have decided that I need to wrap this story up neatly. However, should this be the last chapter? You decided. Again.

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E-mail number fifteen:

From: The Doctor [thedoctor16@rcn.com]

To: Clarice [cstarling79@usa.net]

Cc:

Subject: RE: Hello Clarice

Dear Clarice,

Even though I will miss our conversations very much, I do agree with you. I just wrap up my life with you first.

Yes, you are he only one who has managed to see inside me, perhaps because of chance, or maybe you were the only one who wanted to. When I saw you, I knew that here was something special about you so I let you in, one game at a time. I am very glad that you can trust me now because it makes my life so much easier. Yours too, I imagine. And I really wish you hadn't told me that I was one of your closest friends because I know what that means coming from you. You have an assortment of in-work-only friends, but as for actual friend-friends, I believe that you only have Agent Mapp and, now that you have told me that, me. It makes stopping all forms of communication with you extremely difficult, but I know that we do have to.

Clarice, I wouldn't be surprised at all if you started playing games with me. As it is, you won't have much time though, because we are stopping writing. Not to worry, though, I will tell you what I want from you later and then you can tell me everything but that.

I know I can't, made obvious by the fact that we're stopping talking and e- mailing. I also know that you didn't want me to respond to your e-mail, but I really had to. You'll see why in a minute.

Regards,

Hannibal Lecter, M.D.

Ps. I love you.