Krissy quickened her pace as she walked down the long corridors of the BAU, hoping to avoid bumping into Jack. She had heard from Will that they had a new case, and even if her Dad didn't want her help anymore, she was sure the rest of the team would appreciate it. Krissy soon found the group in the examination room, crowded around a victim who appeared to have had his throat ripped open. Even from halfway across the room, Krissy could see the man's vocal cords on display and grimaced.
"This takes a steady hand. A confidence. He's killed before" Will exclaimed, still unaware of her presence.
"Like this?" Zeller asked, as Krissy took a step forward.
"No, not like this. This is a skilled musician trying a new instrument" Will answered, as the group all shared a worried look.
Will's eyes darted around the room, taking a nervous step back as he seemed to come out of a trance. It didn't sound like he was describing the brutal murder of a human being. Krissy didn't miss the way Price raised an eyebrow at his friend, obviously picking up on this as well.
"Damn, suddenly I'm happy I skipped breakfast" Krissy announced, hoping to change the subject quickly.
"You're not supposed to be here" Zeller pointed out, as Krissy came to stand beside Will.
She frowned when she could see him practically shaking beside her, his skin shining with sweat. His nightmares had been becoming more frequent recently. He needed rest, not to be dealing with yet another murder.
"And when have I ever done what my dad says, Zeller" Krissy stated, as Beverly's lips twitched into a smile.
"You got any ideas on how we can find this son of a bitch?" Beverly inquired, as Krissy let her eyes roam over the victim.
"Something's made him change the way he kills. This is…exhibitionist behaviour. A message maybe…" Krissy trailed off.
"A message to who?" Beverly asked.
"I don't know. But whoever this killer is, they wanted to prove their skills" Krissy explained.
"They were trying to show someone how well they play" Will mumbled, running a hand over his sweaty face.
"Hey Will, can I talk to you for a second?" Krissy questioned, reaching out to touch his arm.
"Sure" Will nodded, allowing himself to be ushered out of the room.
"You're gonna' owe me fifty bucks by the end of the week" Zeller grinned at Price, who rolled his eyes.
"What's this about?" Beverly queried, as the two men shared a look.
"…We've made a bet. He thinks they're screwing, I don't" Jimmy informed her, as Beverly crossed her arms.
"You two are unbelievable…why don't we raise the stakes to a hundred?" Beverly smirked, as Zeller raised his hand.
"That's what I'm talking about" He chuckled, as the pair high fived, as Price let out a long sigh.
Out in the corridor, Krissy's eyes were filled with worry, as she could see the tremors in Will's hands. He wouldn't meet her eyes, but from the way they were zipping around their surroundings, Krissy could tell he was on edge.
"Did you sleep at all last night?" Krissy questioned, the silence she received being answer enough.
"C'mon, you're going home" Krissy exclaimed, reaching out to take Will's hand.
"I'm fine" He shook his head, vehemently.
"No, you're not. You look dead on your feet. You need some rest" Krissy insisted, feeling how sweaty Will's hand was.
"I can't remember the last time I slept for more than two hours in a row" Will admitted, wiping his other hand against his forehead.
"Well, I'm already feeling tempted to knock you out, so we'll figure something out" Krissy stated, as Will let out a low chuckle.
"I'm pretty sure you don't have clearance to be here right now, Krissy" A voice suddenly boomed from behind her.
"And I'm pretty sure you don't have the clearance to be telling me what to do right now" Krissy scoffed, turning around to face Jack.
"Very mature" Jack exclaimed, crossing his arms.
"We were just leaving anyway" Krissy stated, as she went to drag Will away, seeing Jack's eyes snap to their linked hands.
"Will has a job to do" Jack insisted, his lips drawn in a fine line.
"He's not your lapdog, Jack" Krissy snapped.
"He can't just walk away-" Jack began, but Krissy cut him off.
"He needs a break. One day off, can't you at least give him that?" Krissy muttered.
"…If we get any leads, I expect you to pick up the call" Jack stated, his eyes boring into Will's.
"Understood" Will nodded, realising he still hadn't pulled away from Krissy's grip on his hand.
Without another word, Krissy turned on her heel, starting to walk down the corridor, with Will close to her side. He hated the fact that he seemed to be putting a wedge between Krissy and her father, but she was stubborn. Unless she wanted to speak to Jack, no one else was going to be able to persuade her. A similar thought seemed to be running through Jack's mind, as he opened his mouth to call after her, but quickly decided against it. He didn't have the time to be running after Krissy.
"You seem to have settled into a comfortable routine with Will" Hannibal announced, at the start of their therapy session, later that day.
"Are you surprised?" Krissy inquired.
"Will and the word comfortable are not two words often used in the same sentence" Hannibal stated, as Krissy shrugged.
"Must be my charming personality" Krissy suggested, as Hannibal's lips twitched into a smile.
"What is it you're looking for from Will?" Hannibal asked, making Krissy frown.
"I just want whatever's best for him" Krissy replied, watching Hannibal raise an eyebrow.
"Even if that means staying away from him?" Hannibal persisted, as Krissy pursed her lips.
"You don't think we're good for each other?" Krissy questioned, a little surprised.
"Quite the contrary. I am only trying to decipher how co-dependent you have become" Hannibal went on.
"Well, that's a bold accusation. You bring him up just as much as I do" Krissy retorted, a glint of something in her eyes.
"We can change the subject if you'd like. There is something we are still yet to speak of-" Hannibal pointed out, as Krissy cut him off quickly.
"The last thing I want to speak about is the Chesapeake Ripper" Krissy mumbled, running a hand through her hair.
"You need to talk about this violation, Krissy. If not to me, then someone else" Hannibal persisted.
Krissy felt another headache coming on, almost as if just hearing the serial killer's name was enough to cause the reaction. Maybe Hannibal was right…maybe she did need to let it all out?
"I think I know why he took the picture of me and my Dad…but if I'm right…" Krissy trailed off, as Hannibal tilted his head.
"You seem conflicted" Hannibal pointed out, leaning forward in his chair.
"It's something I've been thinking about since Cassie Boyle's murder. Will had theorised that the Copycat wouldn't kill in the same way, that there would be no pattern. But he was completely wrong. It was like the Copycat wanted him to seem unreliable. But how would they know? Unless…they knew what Will had theorised" Krissy explained, a nervous expression on her face.
"You think this copycat is known to Will?" Hannibal asked, licking his lips, his face unreadable.
"Or they at least have inside info on the case. It could be someone inside the FBI. That would fit the profile" Krissy mumbled.
"Someone on his team?" Hannibal suggested, watching her lean back on her chair, looking incredibly tired.
"No. No way. I know them" Krissy shook her head, vehemently.
"You didn't realise your brother was a killer until it was too late—" Hannibal started, but was cut off at Krissy suddenly stood up from her chair, looking like she was ready to lunge at him.
"I knew exactly what my brother was!" Krissy snapped, a cold look in her eyes.
Hannibal was quick to push himself to his feet, taking a step towards her, never one to back down. Despite looming over her due to his height, Krissy didn't seem intimidated in the least. She didn't move back, as she stared up at him, anger burning behind her eyes. He wondered if it was there when she had killed the woman in the pool. He hoped it was.
"Not according to the police" Hannibal replied, quirking an eyebrow.
Krissy seemed to falter at this, her rage seeping away as she realised what she had said. Something that only Jack knew. All of a sudden, the room started to blur, a sharp pain shooting through her head, as black dots clouded her vision. Her knees almost buckled underneath her, but she was held up by strong arms, which guided her back to her chair.
"Krissy?" Hannibal's concerned voice questioned, as her vision slowly returned.
A frown grew on Krissy's face as she looked into Hannibal's hazel eyes and saw that the concern in his voice didn't match his eyes. Hannibal's eyes rarely showed emotion, she realised, sometimes there was an amused glint, a calculated stare, but that was all. Her thoughts were cut off as she felt his hand move up to her cheek, his voice more insistent this time.
"Krissy" He repeated, as her eyes began to focus.
"My head…it hurts…" Krissy mumbled, scrunching her eyes shut.
The pain continued to shoot through her skull, making Krissy grimace, as she could practically hear her blood pumping around her veins, deafening her. Hannibal kept his hand where it was, his thumb gently brushing against her cheek, as he lowered himself to his knees.
"The police believed that when you were twelve years old, your mother shot your sister, father and then turned the gun on herself. You and your brother were the only survivors. But that wasn't where the killing stopped, was it?" Hannibal suggested, as Krissy kept her eyes closed.
"Your brother killed eleven people in the year that followed their deaths. It was only during the eleventh murder that you found out what your brother had become. You turned him in. Jack helped you get an immunity deal…but if you weren't involved in the crimes why was it needed?" Hannibal pushed, as he felt Krissy shake lightly under his hand.
"Please, I don't—" Krissy began, but was cut off as Hannibal's hand suddenly moved to grip the back of her neck, her eyes snapping open.
"What truth are you avoiding?" Hannibal insisted, the grip on the back of her neck almost painful.
"I…I knew" Krissy admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Knew what?" Hannibal went on, watching her jaw tense.
"I knew what he was doing. I knew he was killing people. And I knew he killed our parents" Krissy replied, her voice cold.
"And yet you did nothing" Hannibal stated.
It was as if something snapped inside Krissy, who managed to shove Hannibal's arm away from her, her own hand lunging forward to grab the collar of his shirt as she pulled them both to their feet. Hannibal's steps faltered for a moment, a little surprised by her surprising strength. He supposed growing up in the environment she did, the only way to survive was to grow strong. In every way.
"What the hell are you doing? What the fuck do you want from me?!" Krissy yelled, her hand still coiled around his shirt, looking seconds away from striking him.
Hannibal found it difficult to keep the satisfied smirk off his face, as he watched façade melt away in front of him. He knew this was what was hiding behind the girl's eyes. He had sensed it the first moment he saw her.
"I'm trying to help you, Krissy" Hannibal answered, feeling a rare excitement flow through his veins.
She was unpredictable. In a way that Hannibal had only seen in Will before. He was never sure what she was going to do next. It made him feel strangely…alive.
"Do you have any siblings?" Krissy questioned, watching something flash over his face, before it disappeared a moment later.
"…I did. A sister" Hannibal confessed, his voice quiet.
"Then you should know why I did what I did" Krissy exclaimed, her grip loosening on his shirt.
"Your brother didn't kill your sister. Your mother did" Hannibal suggested, as Krissy took a sharp breath.
"He tried to save her" Krissy mumbled, tears welling in her eyes.
"…I just…I thought I could save him…" Krissy trailed off, her voice thick with emotion.
"Not everyone can be saved, Krissy" Hannibal told her.
"All those people died because I couldn't let my brother go. It was my fault…all of it was my fault" Krissy sniffled, pain clear in her voice.
"He is not your responsibility" Hannibal insisted, watching a tear roll down her cheek.
"I guess you were wrong, huh? I am a bad person" Krissy muttered, brushing the tear away.
Before she knew what was happening Hannibal's arms were wrapping around her, as she tried to push him away, but all the fight had gone out of her. One of Hannibal's hands stroked her hair lightly, as she laid her head on his shoulder.
"I've known many bad people in my life, Krissy. You are not one of them" Hannibal soothed, swaying them a little.
"Are you going to tell anyone?" Krissy asked.
"No. I'm going to protect you" Hannibal replied, holding her a little tighter.
Krissy being arrested for her brother's crimes was not part of Hannibal's plans. He needed to push her over the edge, until his own hand was the only thing she had to hold onto. However, he couldn't shy away from the fact that every day she was getting closer to finding out the Chesapeake Ripper's identity. She could lead to his downfall.
As Krissy parked her car outside Will's house, she frowned when she saw a familiar car a few metres away, a blanket of snow already laying on top the vehicle. Alana Bloom. Krissy quickly exited her car, shivering as the cold air hit her and rushed towards the porch. She rubbed underneath her eyes, hoping to mop up any mascara that had been smudged by her tears and pushed the door open, finding it was unlocked.
"Your making house calls?" Will asked, as Krissy caught the end of his conversation with Alana.
"Just a drive-by on my home. Since your not my patient" Alana stated, a flirtatious tone to her voice.
Krissy made her entrance known as she coughed loudly, watching the pair spin around. The dogs immediately came to greet her, Winston at the head of the group, as he licked at her hand. Will rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, backing away from Alana.
"I'm not interrupting, am I?" Krissy inquired.
"No. Alana was just checking in" Will quickly told her, as Krissy closed the door behind her.
"I think your decorating skills could use some practice, Will" Krissy scoffed, as she saw how he had taken half the chimney down with a hammer.
"I thought there was a…an animal up there…" Will trailed off, his eyes darting from Alana to Krissy.
Will grimaced as he saw the look on Alana's face. Sympathy. Maybe even a bit of pity. They both knew there had never been an animal up there. He had been hallucinating.
"I spoke to Jack today. He misses you, Krissy" Alana announced, turning her attention to the younger girl.
"Then he should tell me that instead of being passive aggressive" Krissy pointed out, taking off her winter coat.
"Maybe you should go talk to him. Stay there for the night…or even my place. I always have a spare couch" Alana suggested, as Krissy huffed.
"Is that your way of asking me out, Dr Bloom?" Krissy teased, flopping down on a nearby armchair, as one of Will's dogs jumped onto her lap.
Will's face fell as he realised Alana's true intentions. She was worried about Krissy's safety. She clearly thought he was so unstable that he could hurt her. Was she right, he wondered?
"Look, we appreciate you stopping by but these dogs need feeding, so…" Krissy trailed off, as Alana got the message.
"Look after yourselves. Both of you" Alana sighed, as she turned to head towards the door.
There was an uncomfortable silence as the door closed behind her, the only sound the dog's heavy breathing. Will ran a hand over his face, as he tried to arrange his thoughts.
"Maybe you should stay somewhere else" Will told her, as she pushed herself to her feet, the dog jumping from her lap.
"And miss out on your newest modern art exhibition?" Krissy teased, ushering to the gaping hole in the wall.
A frown grew on Will's face, as he suddenly reached out to brush his thumb over her cheek, noticing the tear tracks that were barely visible.
"You've been crying" He exclaimed, as Krissy bit her lip.
"My latest therapy session got a little intense" Krissy mumbled.
"Hannibal's methods have a way of doing that" Will replied, making Krissy scoff.
"I almost hit him" She admitted, making Will frown.
"What did he say to you?" Will queried, concern in his voice.
"We were talking about my brother, he was…he was pushing and I—" Krissy started, but Will cut her off.
"You don't need to tell me" Will informed her, noticing Krissy's conflicted expression.
"Will, I act like…like I'm okay. Like I'm normal and I just shrug everything off but…I can't. There's things about my past you need to know. Even if it means you won't want to know me anymore" Krissy sighed.
"Krissy, I know" Will told her, as she shook her head vehemently.
"Not this. It's about my brother" Krissy went on, as he reached out to take her hand in his.
"You knew what he was. What he was doing. You tried to protect him" Will theorised, as shock flashed over Krissy's face.
"My dad told you?" Krissy gaped, as Will shook his head.
"I've read about your past and when I met you…it'll all came together. It's what I do, remember?" Will pointed out, as Krissy looked down at their joined hands.
"I could have stopped him. I should have" Krissy cried, cursing the tears that welled in her eyes once again.
"He saved you from your parents. You wanted to return that. Krissy, you were twelve years old. I…I understand" Will told her, as their eyes connected.
"I thought you'd hate me" Krissy mumbled, as Will squeezed her hand.
"I don't think that's possible" Will replied, as a fond smile grew on Krissy's face.
Just as Krissy was beginning to think everything could work out, she watched as Will's eyes slowly became unfocused, flickering to the wall behind her, his shoulder's tense. He was hearing things again. It was happening more and more, neither of them could deny it. She quickly reached out to place her hand against his cheek, as sweat began to coat his face. She was starting to wonder if he was sick.
"I…I feel like I'm losing my mind" Will cried, scrunching his eyes shut.
"Will, stay with me, okay? I'm right here" Krissy insisted.
"There was no animal, Krissy" Will muttered, placing his hands over his ears, hoping to block out what he was hearing.
"I know…and it's okay—" Krissy began, but he quickly stopped her.
"No, it's not! I'm hearing things, I can't sleep, my head feels like it's on fire…" Will trailed off.
"Hey, whatever's going on with you, we'll figure it out. I'm not going anywhere" Krissy told him, as Will's eyes fluttered open.
Will leaned into her touch, a shaky breath leaving his lips, the contrast of her cold hand against his warm cheek felt good. Krissy felt her heart speed up as Will's eyes snapped up to hers, holding her gaze. His blue eyes were full of emotion, desperation behind them as he leaned closer to her. They were both breathing heavily as Will's eyes darkened and dropped to her lips. Krissy's heart beat wildly in her chest as she felt Will's lips press against her own, his hands sliding over her waist to pull her towards him. Krissy was quick to respond as her hand moved from his cheek, to grip his hair, deepening the kiss. There was a hunger behind Will's actions, as he twisted them around to press Krissy into the nearby wall, his hands slipping under her shirt. Krissy let out a moan at this action, her fingers tugging on Will's hair in response. He slowly trailed his hands up her body, wanting to feel every part of her, coming to a halt as he touched her cheek. His forehead wrinkled as he felt something wet against his fingers, his eyes slowly fluttering open. He jumped back as he saw blood dripping down Krissy's cheek, staining her features.
"Will?" Krissy questioned, seeing the scared look on his face.
In the blink of an eye, Krissy's face returned to normal, the only difference a slight flush to her face. Will let out a shaky breath as he realised it had been a hallucination. Was he seeing things now?
"Hey, what's wrong?" Krissy inquired, reaching out for him.
"I…I shouldn't…I need to go…" Will stuttered, rushing towards the door to grab his jacket.
"Will, wait!" Krissy exclaimed, but he was already ripping the door opening, sprinting off into the cold night.
Krissy ran a hand through her messy hair, trying to calm her heart which was still beating fast. Will had left her even more confused than ever.
"I kissed Krissy" Will blurted out, the moment Hannibal opened the door to his home.
Hannibal was too stunned to reply for a few seconds as Will barged his way in, dusting off his coat which had a thin layer of snow over it. The man seemed twitchier than usual.
"Well, come in" Hannibal muttered, allowing to let the rudeness go.
"Tell me, what was Krissy's reaction?" Hannibal inquired, as the pair made their way into the kitchen.
"Very…responsive" Will answered, which was evident from the way his hair was ruffled.
"I'm wondering then why you felt compelled to drive an hour in the snow to tell me about it" Hannibal pointed out, wiping down his counter with a kitchen towel.
"I thought, uh…I thought I had hurt her…" Will trailed off, as Hannibal paused momentarily.
"Had you?" Hannibal asked, quirking an eyebrow.
"No. But it was enough to make me stop" Will sighed, shakily.
"Why did you kiss her?" Hannibal questioned, making Will scoff.
"She has this way of taking down my boundaries, the walls I've built around myself…not to mention she is very kissable" Will mumbled, as Hannibal chuckled lightly.
"You've waited a long time, which suggests you were kissing her for a reason" Hannibal pointed out, as Will mulled over this.
"I heard an animal in my chimney. I broke through the wall to get it out. I didn't find anything inside. Alana had come to see me, and the way she looked at me…with pity. She wanted to leave; I could tell…I had made her feel uncomfortable. Just like everyone else" Will explained, running a hand over his face.
"Then Krissy arrived?" Hannibal guessed.
"I feel…different with her. Lighter. The way she looks at me doesn't change. She accepts me…every part of me. And I want…" Will trailed off, not sure how to finish the sentence.
"Every part of her?" Hannibal suggested, as Will nodded, slowly.
"Jack's going to kill me" Will scoffed, coming to sit by the counter.
"There is no reason for Jack to discover this change in your relationship" Hannibal exclaimed, watching Will raise an eyebrow.
"It was just a kiss, Hannibal" Will retorted, but the older man didn't seem convinced.
"A kiss that clearly meant a lot to you and I imagine to Krissy too" Hannibal went on, coming to sit opposite Will.
"Are you blessing our relationship?" Will scoffed, his hands fidgeting nervously.
"If Jack is the only thing holding you back, I'm sure he can be…managed" Hannibal stated, dismissively.
"I'm thirteen years older than her, she's my colleague, not to mention I'm…" Will trailed off, a look of pure self-loathing on his face.
"What?" Hannibal pushed.
"I'm unstable" Will exclaimed.
"Don't push Krissy away. I fear you will regret it" Hannibal told him, as Will appeared to mull this over.
"…I hesitate telling you this, as it borders on a violation of doctor-patient confidentiality. A patient told me today he suspects a friend of his may be involved with the murder at the symphony…He owns a music store in Baltimore, specializing in string instruments. Perhaps you should interview him" Hannibal announced, a calculated look in his eyes.
Will never came back to the house that night, but Krissy was relieved to find out from Beverly that he had been into work. Of course, that meant he was only avoiding her. She hoped he had stayed in a motel, rather than sleeping in his car, but the latter seemed more Will's style. Winston had his head on Krissy's lap, his large eyes questioning where Will was, seeming as worried as she was. When Krissy's phone rang, she couldn't help but be disappointed when she saw it was Hannibal.
"Hey" Krissy greeted, as she picked up the call.
"Hello Krissy, have you heard from Will today?" Hannibal's voice inquired, a hint of concern behind it.
"No. Not since last night. What's wrong?" She queried, a frown growing on her face.
"I fear I may have made a mistake. I have informed Will of a new suspect in the murder of the Trombonist, but I am concerned he is not well enough to apprehend them" Hannibal explained, as Krissy pushed herself to her feet.
"What's the suspect's name?" Krissy inquired.
"Tobias Budge" Hannibal replied, as Krissy came to a halt.
"The weirdo at the Opera?" She asked.
"My patient Franklyn has been telling me very worrying things. I felt it was my duty to inform Will" Hannibal went on.
"Do you think Tobias is dangerous?" Krissy questioned, already heading towards the door.
"Very" Hannibal sighed, as Krissy bit her lip.
"Alright, I'll find out where Will is, hopefully stop him before he interviews this guy. You shouldn't see Franklyn today, okay? He could be just as dangerous" Krissy stated.
"Of course. I appreciate the concern. Please, be careful" Hannibal replied, before hanging up the call.
A satisfied smile was on his lips, the concern from his voice never reaching his face. Standing swiftly from his chair, he walked over to his appointment book, finding Franklyn's number quickly. He was interested to see how his plan would play out.
As Krissy walked up the street to Tobias Budge's home, she sent a thank you text to Beverly, who had been the one to leak the address to her. Krissy decided she really needed to find a way to thank the woman properly. She was quickly distracted when she saw a familiar man running out of Tobias' home, coming to stop in the middle of the road. Will spun around, as if he was trying to spot something in particular. What he didn't see was a van hurtling towards him, showing no sign of stopping. Krissy ran out into the road, pulling him back at the last second, as the van went whizzing past them. She didn't loosen her tight grip on his arm, worried he would run off again.
"Jesus, Will! What the hell was that?" Krissy cried, as they both tried to calm their breathing.
"I thought…I thought I heard…it doesn't matter…" Will stuttered.
"The fact that you were almost roadkill doesn't matter?!" Krissy gaped, dumbfounded.
"I need to…Tobias Budge, I think he's the killer—" Will began, but Krissy cut him off.
"Then call for backup" Krissy stated, as Will nodded, making the call.
She was just allowing relief to flood through her when Will started to walk back towards the house after calling in for help. She raised her arms up in exasperation but knew he wouldn't listen to her. They were both as stubborn as each other.
"Sorry about that, I…Officers?" Will called out, when he opened the front door to find no sign of the two police officers he had arrived with.
"Officers?" He exclaimed, his hand reaching for his gun.
"Stay behind me" Will told her, taking the gun from its holster.
He cautiously walked towards an adjoining room, pushing the door open with his foot, his eyes widening at the scene in front of him. A police officer lay on the floor, a sharp instrument going straight through his neck, a pool of blood growing on the floor. Krissy was instantly rushing forward, crouching down beside the man, trying to feel for a pulse. From the way the blood was still flowing from the man's neck, he could have only been stabbed less than a minute ago. Krissy sighed as she felt no pulse under her fingers and knew there would be no saving the man. He had already lost too much blood. She felt sick as she looked down at the red substance which now coated her fingers.
"Shit…shit" Krissy mumbled, scrunching her eyes shut as her surroundings began to blur in front of her.
"Krissy?" Will's voice broke through the silence, as he reached out to grip her shoulder.
"I'm going to find Tobias. Stay here" Will ordered, letting go of her shoulder, and walking towards a closed door.
"…Unlikely" Krissy muttered under her breath, as Will ripped the door open and began to descend down the stairs that lay on the other side.
The idea of leaving Will to face the killer on his own felt almost offensive to Krissy, as she waited for him to reach the bottom of the staircase before following him. She hadn't gotten far before a crashing sound had her sprinting forward. She was just in time to see Tobias using metal wire in an attempt to strange Will, whose hands were the only thing keeping the sharp weapon from his neck. Before she knew what she was doing, Krissy had grabbed an industrial clamp from a nearby workbench and sent it slamming down on Tobias' head. The man dropped to his knee's instantly, blood beginning to seep from the wound. Will turned to give her a grateful nod, looking down at his hands which had been sliced by the metal.
"Are you okay—" Krissy was cut off as she felt a hand grab her ankle.
Her eyes widened as she saw Tobias gripping her leg from where he was laying on the floor, before he gave a hard tug, throwing her onto her back. Will was quick to grab Tobias by the shoulder's, shoving him away from Krissy, as a fist fight began between the two men. Tobias was slower in his movements, most likely due to his head wound, as Will managed to block his hits. However, Tobias managed to get the upper hand, as he grabbed a handful of Will's hair, slamming his head into the wall. Krissy's hands balled into fists as she watched Will flop to the floor, as he lost consciousness immediately. Grabbing a jar which had rolled onto the floor, she smashed it on the ground, grabbing a large shard and pushed herself to her feet. Tobias never saw her coming, as she lunged at him, shoving the glass into his back, just where she knew his kidney would be. The man let out a howl of pain, as she pushed the glass in further until it was almost full embedded into his skin. A hard elbow to her face had her stumbling backwards, as Tobias quickly whipped around, sending another punch her way. She managed to duck just before he could land the blow, but Tobias seemed to predict this and kicked out at her, almost pushing her off her feet. Now disorientated, he was able to land another blow to her face, as Krissy let out a cry, the impact making her spin around. Tobias used this to his advantage, managing to get behind her, wrapping his arm around her neck and squeezing hard. Krissy tried to claw at his arms, but he was far stronger than her. She quickly lifted one of her legs, using a nearby workbench to push back from, and sent them hurtling towards the wall. Tobias screamed in agony as the brick wall pressed into his back, the shard of glass becoming further embedded into his body. Sending the back of her head slamming into his, Krissy managed to get free from his grip. However, Tobias was soon lunging at her again, his hands wrapping around her neck this time, as he used all his strength to slam her into the floor, her head banging against the concrete, as black dots covered her vision. Just as she was losing consciousness, a loud bang grabbed her attention, as Tobias turned to see Will on the floor, a gun in his hand. Another bullet was sent his way, but Tobias ducked just in time.
"He said you'd be good but I have to admit I'm impressed…I will enjoy killing you both" Tobias smirked, taking a long instrument out from under his sleeve.
Krissy's eyes widened as she recognised it was identical to the instrument that had been used to kill the officer upstairs. Tobias was rushing towards Will in the next moment, kicking the gun from his hands. He then grabbed Will by the collar and pulled him up to his level, seeing the man was barely conscious. Blood dripped down Will's cheek, as fought to keep his eyes open.
"Get away from him!" Krissy cried, lunging towards the bigger man.
She managed to wrestle him off Will, slamming Tobias into the wall, her hands gripping his shirt. Krissy let out a choked gasp as Tobias suddenly sent his hand forward, feeling a burning pain shoot through her. Her eyes flickered down to see the sharp instrument was going straight through her, effectively impaling her. She cried out in pain as Tobias ripped the instrument out of her, blood splattering against his white shirt. The next moment, everything went quiet as something whizzed past the pair, catching Tobias' ear. Krissy realised quickly it had been a bullet, the noise having completely deafened her. Tobias shoved Krissy away from him, as she stumbled backwards, feeling strong arms wrap around her. She watched as Tobias sprinted away, limping up the stairs and to freedom.
"Y-you should go after him…he's getting away…" Krissy stuttered, as Will's hand pressed against her bleeding wound, blood spilling over his fingers.
"I'm not going anywhere" Will repeated her earlier words, helping her to lay on the ground, pulling her close to him.
Author's Notes: I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Just to clarify, in this chapter we learnt that Krissy's mother killed her little sister, and it seems as though her brother then killed their mother in retaliation. Things will become clearer, but like with the show, it's important to question how reliable Krissy's memory is, and take into account her bias. More will be revealed later on, and with flashbacks. Please leave a review:)
BaDWolF89: Aw, I'm glad to hear it! I hope you liked this update too:)
acetwolf94: Thanks for the review, enjoy the new chapter!