Iuncti Pacem (lat. joined in peace) ---- Part 6
by Sacara
disclaimers: the usual ..
author's note: .. Our Clarice tries desperately to find the GD . will he let her find him . ??? that is for me to know and you to find out. thanks for the comment and your interest .. keep them coming :) .
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Clarice woke up the next day and discovered that she must have caught a cold the last night standing there in the rain, because her head was aching badly and she felt as if she'd done a 20 miles march. She got up and went to take a bath to sooth her body a little bit. Lying there in the hot tub she felt like a new woman, and her body started to relax a little.
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"No Sir, I am just a little exhausted from the last events that's all. I know that I haven't worked very long since my return to the FBI but I am just tired." She explained.
Springer smirked at her. "Of course Starling, your 'DARLING ' is dead and you are understandably sad about this" he said with his usual sarcasm, but never was sarcasm so out of place but with Springer, ok she had to admit that Krendler had done his best as well.
"Sir, I just need these few days.?"
He sighed. "Ok Starling take'em, you' of no good use here anyway."
That was just too much. Clarice was so angry, she could have shot him right away and right there in his office, but she swallowed her anger and just nodded, then turned to leave the room.
"Oh and Starling, make sure to return on time!!- he paused to continue - This time you have no excuse to take several weeks of, 'cause he's dead, ain't he?" he grinned at her.
Clarice had just stopped to listen, but hadn't turned around which was good because otherwise she'd have killed him.
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Back home she gathered her things and packed a little bag. She would be away for only two or three days, her financial situation was hardly great, and the money would be just enough for the flight and a hotel room for a few days.
She picked up her purse to check if everything was there. Tickets, money, passport, some other things and the paperslip. She opened it up to read it over again. What she read there, below the address she'd written down, made her open her mouth with astonishment. It said:
"DEAD END, Clarice"
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Suddenly, Clarice felt the need to look around her as if he still was in the room. He had been in her house, but when??? Some time last night for sure! God this was too much, he had been there, this was all proof she needed ---- He was ALIVE ----
There was still time.
Her decision was still on her side.
Clarice was so relieved, it was as if everything all of a sudden was brighter and lighter.
What did he mean with "dead end"? That Walker was dead or that she wouldn't find anything in Toronto? Should she go anyway? Maybe it was just one of his beloved games .. ---
Yes she would go anyway . she'd find something in Canada, she had a strange hunch about that!!
Agent Starling took her purse and her bag and went outside. Her search began. She was not sure yet. Did she want to find him to be with him or did she want to prove that he was alive - to her and the FBI. She shook her head, there still was a lot left of the ambitious agent she once had been. Clarice decided to think about that when she had found him, and she was sure she would, if not in Canada then somewhere else.
~°~ to be continued ~°~
disclaimers: the usual ..
author's note: .. Our Clarice tries desperately to find the GD . will he let her find him . ??? that is for me to know and you to find out. thanks for the comment and your interest .. keep them coming :) .
~°~°~
Clarice woke up the next day and discovered that she must have caught a cold the last night standing there in the rain, because her head was aching badly and she felt as if she'd done a 20 miles march. She got up and went to take a bath to sooth her body a little bit. Lying there in the hot tub she felt like a new woman, and her body started to relax a little.
~°~°~
"No Sir, I am just a little exhausted from the last events that's all. I know that I haven't worked very long since my return to the FBI but I am just tired." She explained.
Springer smirked at her. "Of course Starling, your 'DARLING ' is dead and you are understandably sad about this" he said with his usual sarcasm, but never was sarcasm so out of place but with Springer, ok she had to admit that Krendler had done his best as well.
"Sir, I just need these few days.?"
He sighed. "Ok Starling take'em, you' of no good use here anyway."
That was just too much. Clarice was so angry, she could have shot him right away and right there in his office, but she swallowed her anger and just nodded, then turned to leave the room.
"Oh and Starling, make sure to return on time!!- he paused to continue - This time you have no excuse to take several weeks of, 'cause he's dead, ain't he?" he grinned at her.
Clarice had just stopped to listen, but hadn't turned around which was good because otherwise she'd have killed him.
~°~°~
Back home she gathered her things and packed a little bag. She would be away for only two or three days, her financial situation was hardly great, and the money would be just enough for the flight and a hotel room for a few days.
She picked up her purse to check if everything was there. Tickets, money, passport, some other things and the paperslip. She opened it up to read it over again. What she read there, below the address she'd written down, made her open her mouth with astonishment. It said:
"DEAD END, Clarice"
~°~°~
Suddenly, Clarice felt the need to look around her as if he still was in the room. He had been in her house, but when??? Some time last night for sure! God this was too much, he had been there, this was all proof she needed ---- He was ALIVE ----
There was still time.
Her decision was still on her side.
Clarice was so relieved, it was as if everything all of a sudden was brighter and lighter.
What did he mean with "dead end"? That Walker was dead or that she wouldn't find anything in Toronto? Should she go anyway? Maybe it was just one of his beloved games .. ---
Yes she would go anyway . she'd find something in Canada, she had a strange hunch about that!!
Agent Starling took her purse and her bag and went outside. Her search began. She was not sure yet. Did she want to find him to be with him or did she want to prove that he was alive - to her and the FBI. She shook her head, there still was a lot left of the ambitious agent she once had been. Clarice decided to think about that when she had found him, and she was sure she would, if not in Canada then somewhere else.
~°~ to be continued ~°~