Normally, here I would give salutations and what have you, but I'm mad at you. I'm not speaking to you. Just read the damn story now. 'depression ensues'

Chapter 13: What's Love Got To Do With It?

Hours later, the two were still on the living room floor. It was amazing how it seemed as if they'd known each other for decades, when in reality it had only been a few days, a week at the most. But despite their feelings of closeness, they both knew there was something, or rather someone in their way.

"Molly." Will spoke her name first and Clarice was glad. She didn't have the courage to mention her.

"Do you love her?" She asked softly, stroking his hair.

"Yes," he admitted. Tears sprung to Clarice's eyes. Of course he loves her. He wouldn't be the man I-whatever- if he didn't love her.

"Are you in love with her?" Clarice's voice shook.

Will rolled around to look at her and rested his chin on her stomach. "No."

Relief washed over Clarice in buckets. But know she was really afraid, afraid of his feelings for her and vice versa.

"Is it because of me?"

"No, not completely anyway. We haven't been in love for a long time now. It just took meeting you for me to realize it."

Staying away from his last comment she continued. "What happened?"

"Nothing big," he sighed. "Just small things. After the first time with Lecter, we were always waiting for things to go back to normal and now I realize they never will."

"So, what do we have here? A fling, a rebound thing because I need to know-"

Will stopped her with a kiss. "No this is not a fling or whatever the hell else. Clarice, I don't want to scare you but I think I love you."

But Clarice was scared. Love?

"I don't want to rush you or anything, I just want to let you know how I feel."

Clarice took a couple of deep, steadying breaths. What was so bad about him being in love with her? She considered running away again. No, that would be the third time since she'd gotten here. No, she was strong, she could handle thins. Dammit, she could already feel tears beginning to stream down her face.

"Well," she said tersely. "This has been a fun heart to heart. Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to go take a shower."

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