Allo, this is Cordyangel again. Rather short but I promise I'll update once I get 5 reviews.

Chapter 12

"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," she said. "And I'm sorry I doubted you."

Will put his arm around Clarice and held her in silence.

"Will?"

"Yes?"

"I'm hungry."

When they got back to Will's place Clarice got dressed. Realizing it was almost noon, she offered to make lunch.

"And have you slip meat into my diet? I think not." Will began to take a few packages out of the fridge.

"Okay, you can make lunch, as long as you promise not to feed me tofu."

As Will prepared lunch, a sort of peace fell over him. For the first time since he'd met Hannibal, Will felt safe.

Despite that note he'd found.

Clarice wasn't experiencing the same feeling. In fact she was more confused than ever.

"It's a good thing you came in when you did," she tried to make her voice casual. "Why did you come in anyway?" Ouch, even she knew her tone wasn't casual that time.

"I found something that made me want to check on you," he said.

"What?"

Will sighed. He didn't want to tell her like this. Actually, he didn't want to tell her period. But Clarice would find out eventually and it was better from him.

"I received a letter from Lecter."

"So did I."

That was a shocker. Will silently fumed at the audacity of Lecter to make Clarice feel unsafe in his home.

Clarice noticed his apparent anger. "I was going to tell you," she rushed on to say. "It's just one thing led to another and the next thing I knew we were…" she trailed off.

Next thing we knew, we where having mind numbingly good sex. "I know, it's not you I'm mad at. Anyway, I was just wondering how he managed to get them here. There were no stamps on the envelopes." He placed a sandwich on Clarice's plate.

Oh crap! Clarice hadn't noticed that yesterday, with the fainting and everything but she realized he was right about the lack of postage.

"What was the letter about anyway?" It took Clarice a moment to register that he was talking to her again.

"Nothing in particular, he was just trying to spook me," She said between bites.

Will understood that that was probably all he was going to get from her at the moment. "Okay. Hey, how do you like your sandwich?" He asked innocently.

Clarice stopped chewing. "What did you do to it?" Her voice was deadly calm.

"What are you talking about?"

"Did you give me tofu?"

"Oops, was that what that was?" H asked holding up package of meatless turkey.

"I knew it tasted strange!" She ran the few short steps to the living room, picked up a pillow and whacked him with it.

"You wouldn't have even noticed if I hadn't of told you," he laughed, grabbing a pillow for himself.

Soon enough they were in the middle of an all out pillow war. Their legs tangled together and they fell into an exhausted heap. Will rolled Clarice over so his torso covered hers. Panting for air, he leaned over and kissed her, gently at first and then more urgently. And for the first time in a long time, Clarice felt safe again.

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