What About The Girl?
By Risty Maskell
Disclaimer: If you recognise it, I don't own it. If you don't recognise it, it's mine.
Summary: This little bunny is quite interesting and won't leave me alone. It's kinda hard to ignore a Hannibal the Cannibal bunny who is threatening to eat you if you don't write it's story...
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1986
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Juliette sat in the passanger seat for a long time. She could here the medic in the back talking quietly as he sedated Hannibal. Soon, Will Graham was on a stretcher in the back as well and the two male medics were looking after them both. The female medic, who said her name was Susie, got in the drivers side and the sirens started up as she turned the key in the ignition.
"Which is your daddy?" Susie asked, driving quickly to reach the hospital in time.
Juliette was silent, but she pointed to the man on the right, Hannibal. Susie saw her in the rear view mirror and nodded. "He'll be okay. And what's your name?"
"Juliette." She said quietly, looking straight ahead. "Is Daddy going to be okay?"
"He'll be fine, Juliette." Susie said as she parked the ambulance. "He'll be okay."
As soon a the ambulance stopped, the two male medics opened the rear doors and had Susie help them with the two trolleys. As soon as they got them under control, Susie came and got Juliette out of the cab. "Come on Juliette, you're dad and his friend will be fine." She led Juliette to the waiting room in the emergency ward. "Peter?" She called to one of the night nurses. "Could you take care of Juliette, just for tonight? Her dad's in emergency and her mom's in heaven." She sat Juliette down. Peter nodded.
"Sure. Hi there, Juliette." He said kindly. "I'm Peter, are you hungry?" Tentatively, Juliette nodded, and Peter smiled. "Well, so am I. Let's go get a sandwich, shall we?" He took the little girl by the hand and showed her the way to the cafeteria. After ordering a salad sandwich and a cup of coffee for himself and a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a cup of juice for Juliette, they sat at a table and began to eat. "So how old are you, Juliette?"
"Four and a half." Juliette said, picking at her food. "I want my daddy."
Peter nodded. "You'll be able to see him soon. Don't worry."
After their snack, Peter went to the nurses station. "Rhonda, can we make up a cot for Juliette, here?"
Rhonda smiled at the little girl. "Sure, Peter. Hang on, I'll get it."
As soon as the cot was made up, Peter tucked Juliette in. "Don't worry, Juliette, you'll be able to see your dad in the morning." Juliette nodded and closed her eyes, and soon, she fell fast asleep.
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Doctors worked well into the night, gently extracting the Sioux arrows and bullets from Hannibal's body. They carefully stitched the wounds up and injected him with morphine to ease the pain before putting him in a private ward. Will Graham was another story. While Hannibal had multiple small wounds in his bady, Will had one giant slice in his abdomen. He ended up having IV, fluids and blood being fed into him with tubes as well. This is how Freddy Lounds found him.
"Wait! I'm a friend of Will Graham! I'm a friend!" Freddy yelled as he was physically removed from the ward.
"Yeah! A friend who carries a tape recorder and a notepad! You look like a reporter to me, buddy!" Said the cop.
Freddy grunted as he was pushed out of the ward and sat heavily in a chair. 'How am I gonna get this story?' He wondered.
"Hey Harry! Lunch!" Called another cop. The cop who had pushed Freddy out put his paper down and left his post. Freddy saw his chance and sneaked into Will's room. He snapped a picture of Will with tubes hanging out of him. The flash startled Will from sleep.
"Molly?" He asked groggily. His eyes focused on Freddy and winced. "Who are you?"
"Hi, I'm Freddy Lounds for the National Tattler. I was wondering if you could answer a few questions for me." Freddy said. Will weakly moved for the button next to his bed.
"Nurse..." He said weakly. "Nurse..."
Freddy knew he didn't have much time, so he ran out of the room as quickly as he could.
"Hey! There he is!" Freddy heard Harry the cop said. "There he goes! Get him outta here!"
Two cops ran to Freddy just as he was getting into his van and arrested him. "I'm innocent!" He yelled. "Innocent!"
"Yeah, and I'm the Queen Mom!" One of the officers said gruffly. "Get in the car, Lounds, you've caused enough trouble for the day."
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Juliette woke up the next morning in the cot by the Nurses Station. Rhonda looked up. "Hey hun, good to see you've woken up."
"Can I see my daddy now?" Juliette said, rubbing her eyes. "Where is he?"
"Come on, I'll take you to him." Rhonda held out a hand and led the little girl to the Intensive Care Unit. She nodded to the nurses and led the little girl into the one room that held Hannibal Lecter. His eyes were closed and his breathing steady. He heard them and opened his eyes.
"Dr Lecter, you're daughter is here to see you." Rhonda said and let go of Juliette's hand. Juliette climbed on a chair and hugged her father. Hannibal smiled and hugged her back carefully.
"How are you Sweetheart?"
"Daddy, when are they going to let you out of here, so we can go home?"
"Soon, darling, very soon. Probably tomorrow, or even the day after."
"I hope it's sooner," Juliette said quietly. "I don't want to stay here. It's scary."
"Most hospitals are, Sweetheart." Hannibal said quietly, running a hand through her hair. "How about I call Thomas to take you home? You can change into some proper clothes."
Juliette nodded. "Okay."
Rhonda smiled. "I'll call for you, Dr Lecter."
After a while, Thomas, a friend of Dr Lecter's arrived at the hospital and smiled. "Come on, Juliette, we've got to let your father get his strength back."
Juliette smiled at the man and gave her father one last hug. "Bye Daddy," she said. "Come home soon."
"I will, darling. See you 'round." He winked.
It was the last time Juliette saw her father as a free man.
By Risty Maskell
Disclaimer: If you recognise it, I don't own it. If you don't recognise it, it's mine.
Summary: This little bunny is quite interesting and won't leave me alone. It's kinda hard to ignore a Hannibal the Cannibal bunny who is threatening to eat you if you don't write it's story...
~*~*~
1986
~*~*~
Juliette sat in the passanger seat for a long time. She could here the medic in the back talking quietly as he sedated Hannibal. Soon, Will Graham was on a stretcher in the back as well and the two male medics were looking after them both. The female medic, who said her name was Susie, got in the drivers side and the sirens started up as she turned the key in the ignition.
"Which is your daddy?" Susie asked, driving quickly to reach the hospital in time.
Juliette was silent, but she pointed to the man on the right, Hannibal. Susie saw her in the rear view mirror and nodded. "He'll be okay. And what's your name?"
"Juliette." She said quietly, looking straight ahead. "Is Daddy going to be okay?"
"He'll be fine, Juliette." Susie said as she parked the ambulance. "He'll be okay."
As soon a the ambulance stopped, the two male medics opened the rear doors and had Susie help them with the two trolleys. As soon as they got them under control, Susie came and got Juliette out of the cab. "Come on Juliette, you're dad and his friend will be fine." She led Juliette to the waiting room in the emergency ward. "Peter?" She called to one of the night nurses. "Could you take care of Juliette, just for tonight? Her dad's in emergency and her mom's in heaven." She sat Juliette down. Peter nodded.
"Sure. Hi there, Juliette." He said kindly. "I'm Peter, are you hungry?" Tentatively, Juliette nodded, and Peter smiled. "Well, so am I. Let's go get a sandwich, shall we?" He took the little girl by the hand and showed her the way to the cafeteria. After ordering a salad sandwich and a cup of coffee for himself and a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a cup of juice for Juliette, they sat at a table and began to eat. "So how old are you, Juliette?"
"Four and a half." Juliette said, picking at her food. "I want my daddy."
Peter nodded. "You'll be able to see him soon. Don't worry."
After their snack, Peter went to the nurses station. "Rhonda, can we make up a cot for Juliette, here?"
Rhonda smiled at the little girl. "Sure, Peter. Hang on, I'll get it."
As soon as the cot was made up, Peter tucked Juliette in. "Don't worry, Juliette, you'll be able to see your dad in the morning." Juliette nodded and closed her eyes, and soon, she fell fast asleep.
~*~
Doctors worked well into the night, gently extracting the Sioux arrows and bullets from Hannibal's body. They carefully stitched the wounds up and injected him with morphine to ease the pain before putting him in a private ward. Will Graham was another story. While Hannibal had multiple small wounds in his bady, Will had one giant slice in his abdomen. He ended up having IV, fluids and blood being fed into him with tubes as well. This is how Freddy Lounds found him.
"Wait! I'm a friend of Will Graham! I'm a friend!" Freddy yelled as he was physically removed from the ward.
"Yeah! A friend who carries a tape recorder and a notepad! You look like a reporter to me, buddy!" Said the cop.
Freddy grunted as he was pushed out of the ward and sat heavily in a chair. 'How am I gonna get this story?' He wondered.
"Hey Harry! Lunch!" Called another cop. The cop who had pushed Freddy out put his paper down and left his post. Freddy saw his chance and sneaked into Will's room. He snapped a picture of Will with tubes hanging out of him. The flash startled Will from sleep.
"Molly?" He asked groggily. His eyes focused on Freddy and winced. "Who are you?"
"Hi, I'm Freddy Lounds for the National Tattler. I was wondering if you could answer a few questions for me." Freddy said. Will weakly moved for the button next to his bed.
"Nurse..." He said weakly. "Nurse..."
Freddy knew he didn't have much time, so he ran out of the room as quickly as he could.
"Hey! There he is!" Freddy heard Harry the cop said. "There he goes! Get him outta here!"
Two cops ran to Freddy just as he was getting into his van and arrested him. "I'm innocent!" He yelled. "Innocent!"
"Yeah, and I'm the Queen Mom!" One of the officers said gruffly. "Get in the car, Lounds, you've caused enough trouble for the day."
~*~
Juliette woke up the next morning in the cot by the Nurses Station. Rhonda looked up. "Hey hun, good to see you've woken up."
"Can I see my daddy now?" Juliette said, rubbing her eyes. "Where is he?"
"Come on, I'll take you to him." Rhonda held out a hand and led the little girl to the Intensive Care Unit. She nodded to the nurses and led the little girl into the one room that held Hannibal Lecter. His eyes were closed and his breathing steady. He heard them and opened his eyes.
"Dr Lecter, you're daughter is here to see you." Rhonda said and let go of Juliette's hand. Juliette climbed on a chair and hugged her father. Hannibal smiled and hugged her back carefully.
"How are you Sweetheart?"
"Daddy, when are they going to let you out of here, so we can go home?"
"Soon, darling, very soon. Probably tomorrow, or even the day after."
"I hope it's sooner," Juliette said quietly. "I don't want to stay here. It's scary."
"Most hospitals are, Sweetheart." Hannibal said quietly, running a hand through her hair. "How about I call Thomas to take you home? You can change into some proper clothes."
Juliette nodded. "Okay."
Rhonda smiled. "I'll call for you, Dr Lecter."
After a while, Thomas, a friend of Dr Lecter's arrived at the hospital and smiled. "Come on, Juliette, we've got to let your father get his strength back."
Juliette smiled at the man and gave her father one last hug. "Bye Daddy," she said. "Come home soon."
"I will, darling. See you 'round." He winked.
It was the last time Juliette saw her father as a free man.