I know, it's been forever, I'm sorry. I lost my whole fanfiction and had to rewrite it. To make up for it, I made my chapter longer than usual. Please forgive me.
Chapter 11: Lies My Parents Told Me
It was awhile before Clarice stopped at a payphone. She had no money but she was able to call collect.
"Hello" Jack's voice sounded through the line.
"It's me Jack."
"You're okay," he said, breathing out a sigh of relief.
"Yeah, I need to ask you something."
"Okay, shoot."
"When you chose me for the Buffalo Bill case, did you check out any backround information on me?" Clarice must've been more nervous than she'd realized, because the words came out in one big rush.
"Clarice, you know that we check out all agents."
"Not a typical check, you know that. One to find out about my early childhood. The stuff Lecter used against me."
"Clarice, I did what I thought was right," he began.
Clarice felt woozy. Not Jack ! She cried inwardly. Please not him too!
"I don't want to hear it!" She yelled."Just tell me." She said, a little more calmly.
"Yes." There, he'd said it. "I checked around." More than you'll ever know.
Clarice's calmness vanished quicker than it'd appeared. "Why? I trusted you!"
"I'm sorry Clarice-" hemanaged to choke out before the line went dead.
Five minutes didn't past before Jack recieved another call.
"Hello?"
"Jack, you unimaginable bastard."
Jack took a wild guess. "Hey Will, it's good to talk to you too."
"Don't 'hey Will' me. It was one thing to screw with my life but Clarice? Jack, even for you that'slow."
"I did what I had to. People were dying."
"So this is what you do to people's lives? Put them in a hurricane and then spit them out?" A moment passed in silence." I told her."
"I know, she just called."
"She did?" Will seemed excited. Perhaps too excited.
"What, did you lose her?"
"No!"Will said defensively."I just misplaced her."
"Ah ha. Will, I am sorry about what I did to you. About everything. "
"I know," he said." But sorry just doesn't cut it"
Will didn't know why he didn't immediately go after her. It seemed like the logical thing to do. But somehow he knew it didn't matter where she went, he knew where she'd end up. He headed for the door.
He found her on the deserted beach, pale and still. Will sat down next to her and offered his jacket.
"You must be freezing," he said.
"I didn't notice," she murmured. Will draped the coat over her shoulders. A deep quiet fell over them.
"I'm sorry," Will broke the silence."I shouldn't have told you. I know how loyal you were to Jack. I shouldn't have-"
"You were right," she said simply. "He used me."
"I didn't want to be right." And at that moment he'd of given anything to take back what he'd said, no matter how right he was.
"But you were."