Disclaimer: I don't own "Hannibal" or any of the books by Thomas Harris. I don't own the characters such as Hannibal nor Clarice (but I have them in my closet /grins/)

A/N: lucky 13 guys :) Well, hmm… yes I do know it was really long. To be honest I didn't expect myself to write more chapters. Let me explain everything because I think you need some explanations. In Poland at the end of your high school you must write your final exam. If you pass it with many points , you can choose a good university and your chance to be accepted is bigger. That's why I have to study real hard right now. I have this exam in a month! I'm so terribly worried. But Tina asked me for a continuation of this story and it was really fantastic. I though that maybe writing this story could be a great exercise for my final exam (to be honest we have 3 exams, we choose subjects, I've chosen :Polish, History and English). So now I'm here with a new chapter :) Maybe you need a summary? Here you are: Hannibal and Clarice were captured because his son betrayed their family. Her daughter discovered her power similar to her father's but she was captured t and inserted in dr. Brown's mental hospital. With some help of her friends Trevor and Holly she managed to escape taking dr. brown as a hostage. That's quite all but without details :) I really hope you'll enjoy this brand new chappie. Oh, I've almost forgot! Maybe you don't see it right now but I can assure you that I've checked my story for mistakes and now all the chapter are less "mistakeful";)) that was very troublesome but I like my story to be as clean of mistakes as it can be :)

Chapter 13: The Plan

The aura in the room was getting unbearable when they heard a car on the parking. It was late so visitors were suspicious. Trevor looked through the window and smiled at the view. Melissa was heading for their room with dr. Brown beside her. Holly jumped out of the sofa and ran to her.

"Girl your so sullen! Are you hurt? I was dying from worry of you! How did you escape? Who is this man anyway?" she asked hurriedly. Mel was too tired to answer so she just waved her away and almost fell when she tried to walk. Adrenaline weakened. Trevor was immediately by her side.

"Shut up! Can't you see she is exhausted! Get this one tied up. Meet dr. Brown."

"I'm fine. Don't shout at her. She was worried. You don't have to tie him. He's completely under my control." whispered the blonde girl. "I need some rest"

Trevor lifted her with facility and carried her to the room. In the meantime Holly took out her penknife, barked "Get in, you fucking bastard" and saw off dr. Brown to another room where she tied him tightly to a chair just in case. Then she could get back to look after Mel. Trevor was giving her some tea while she was talking about her escape.

"So I took him with me and used to get out of the building"

"You're scaring me girl. We you didn't wait for me! It was completely insane!"

"I simply couldn't wait. My father gave me a message. We must hurry."

"There are many questions you must answer."

She sighed at that and thought about her situation. It's strange that he still doesn't know nothing about her father and his true identity. Probably he was too busy. But how long can it last? He needs some answers but she can't explain the whole story of her family. He wouldn't understand. Even Matt didn't understand. He simply misunderstood everything. She swallowed hard at the memory of her brother. It's silly how suddenly she cares about him. When they were together she despised him but now she is just hurt and very lonely.

"I wish I could give you all the answers but I don't have them. Please, trust me. I desperately need your help. Now I have only you two."

"We're gonna talk later. Now you're too tired. Remember about your wounds. Get some sleep."

"You don't understand Trevor! We have no time! We need to make some kind of plan."

"Well, getting them out of their cells is impossible. This place is worse then Alcatraz! "

She bitted her lip nervously and he couldn't help but stare. Very slowly she began to form her words.

"That's true We cannot help them when they are still in their cells. I doubt it's even possible for anybody to meet them right now. "Trevor sighed with relief "Although we have only one choice. The execution."

"What!"

"Calm down Trevor this have some sense in it."

"Don't you think that they will be even more secured during the execution?"

Surprisingly Holly interfered.

"She's right. Don't you understand Trevor? The execution is the only moment her parents would be close to other people than FBI agents. It's a chance for us."

"Are you out of your mind Holly! How do you think we can go for the execution? I'm sure that the observers are very carefully chosen. "

Holly didn't have an answer for that. She tried to open her mouth to say something but quickly closed it. Trevor was right. Their chances were less than minimal. But suddenly Mel spoke.

"Trevor, I need a list of observers allowed by FBI."

"It's no use…"

"Just find this fucking list! Are you a hacker or not?"

He saw those sparkles in her eyes and the hint of a dangerous note in her tone so he simply answered:

"Give me 15 minutes." And left them to work with his laptop in another room.

Melissa closed her eyes very slowly. Holly was suddenly very tensed.

"You shouldn't be afraid of me. I'm still myself. I just…had to do those things I've done."

"I think I understand Mel. I'm really trying to understand. My head is completely messed up right now."

"Try to imagine how my head is feeling." she smirked and opened her eyes again. Holly wasn't smiling.

"You've been through a lot. Don't bother about my funny problems. We are still friends Mel and remember that you can always count on me."

"I know Holly, I know."

The tension was suddenly gone. They started to talk about nothing in particular. Just for time to past and to forget for a moment about the situation they are in. But all the good things can't last too long and soon Trevor came back flushed and excited.

"I've got it! Those FBI morons need to learn how to protect their files properly…"

"That's great Trevor but can you please tell as already what have you discovered?"

"There not many observers included. Just few big shots and one journalist. But… there is somebody else that should make you interested. One girl is also named on a list and she is young so there is a chance for us. I'm not quite sure for what but I'm daring to guess what you want to do. "

A girl? That's strange but I suppose is a sign. A wonderful opportunity. We must find her."

"Mel, there is one more thing."

"Yes?"

"I didn't want to find out but when I was looking through FBI files I found it. Your father's true name."

She swallowed hard and paled. This was going to happen but why so soon? What was she supposed to say?

"How much do you know about him?"

"You know that I hate media so I don't know much but I do know that he's quite well-known. I.. it's too much for me. Could it be possible that your father is a serial killer?"

Holly had to steady herself from falling. Her head was spinning furiously. She remembered dr. O'Connor as a gentleman and a very professional psychiatrist. Not so long ago she was talking with him. Could he be dangerous?

"I know what you think. And you have right to think so. I will have to move on my own since now. But I want you to know that I know him better than you. I must admit that I despised him for so long but I finally understood that he's changed, my mother changed him. You don't have a clue how lonely he was before he met her. Since he have us, his family, he's different. A monster in him is a power that he subdued. I want my family back and I can assure you that when I'll help them escape we will move to another country, change identity one more time and try to live another life. It's the only thing that I want. " small tears formed in her eyes but she wiped them quickly. Mel could see her friends in a mental struggle but she wasn't able to repair everything. The reality was cruel and it was sucking her in.

"But if you still want to help me. For a sake of our friendship. You'd need to make me a fake ID and a good make-up because the play I'm gonna take part in is dangerous. I must find this girl and be her. That's the only way to get there unnoticed. Would you help me?"

The club was full and sweaty bodies were winding to the music. Most of the people were already too drunk to stand properly. The party was going to end soon. Few rays made its way through the dimmed windows.

"Come on just a little more" pleaded a girl and smiled cheekily at the barman.

"I'm sorry miss but you had enough. You didn't even pay for the last drink. Go home. We're closing in 20 minutes."

"Just a little.."

"No."

"Give her some more. I'm paying." Said a voice beside the girl but she was too drunk to recognize the person.

"Thank you good fellow. What's the name of my savor?' she asked but the person just smiled.

"Take a drink and lets go outside. You need some fresh air."

"That is soo true."

She took her now filled glass and after almost tripping few times she let herself be led by a stranger. The cool wind of an early morning made her feel dizzy but the person beside her grabbed her arm firmly. She saw a hand with a strange orange bracelet but she didn't have a chance to ask about it because after a small stinging sensation in her thigh she's lost her consciousness. A hand with a bracelet started to search her pockets and found her ID.

"Jessica Pembry." read Melissa . "I think I remember somebody with the same surname. "

A/N a cookie for a person that remembers it too :)))