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Title: The Afterlife

Summery: Just my idea of what could have happened after the movie, if they moved on and had normal lives.

Disclaimer- I don't own the toys I only play with them

A/N – Um they really don't go into what happened between Danica and Hannibal so I'm taking some liberties. Also I have no beta so yeah there aer a lot of errors, I usually have a lot of tense errors, ignore them, or if you want fix them and you'll get credit as my beta when I repost it.

Waking in a panic scurrying off the bed and into the farthest corner of the room King pulls his legs to his chest and hugs them there, head pressing hard against his kneecaps.

"No, don't touch me," came a sob when Amy's hand gently brushed his shoulder.

"King it's ok, it was just a dream"

"No it wasn't, Fuck" he cried, "it happened" Hannibal let out a sigh letting his head land with a thud on the wall behind him, coming down from the fear of the events in his dreams, or more specifically memories. "Why can't I just forget? It's been years already."

"I know but it's over now, she's dead," she cooed, gently maneuvering King so that she was seated behind him, safely wrapped in her arms, the same position she had seen abby use countless times. " No one is ever gonna hurt you again, not with me around. Come on lets get you back into bed." They resumed their position as soon as they hit the bed.

In the months since I began dating Amy my nightmares have tapered off, they seem to occur less often and while they are still intense Amy seems to now be able to handle them when they occur so I no longer fear staying the night. Abby and Zoe are both happy for me and only complain if I spend to much time away from them, Amy stays over at my place sometimes so that way we can both spend time with Zoe.

It doesn't seem like anything could go wrong in my life now.

"Yes can I please get a venti nonfat peppermint mo…...Hannibal" I look up from the espresso machine when I hear my name. "Hannibal is that you?" the women in front of my is a little older then I remember but then again it has been almost 9 years. I stood almost shock still for a few seconds before I snapped out of it.

"Um hi Mom" I say as I walk out from behind coffee bar.

"It is you, I thought you were dead," she cries while pulling me into an almost un- breathable bear hug. As quickly as it began the hug ended and instead of being embraced I was being pummeled.

"Hey what the hell?"

As gently and as swiftly as possible I pushed my mother outside, someone who appeared to be her friend followed. Once we were outside and she stopped hitting me we sat at a table. "Where have you been? Why the hell haven't you called in 9 years? Did we think we wouldn't notice? What were…."

"Mom please stop, I know you wanna know where I've been, but that's not really something I can answer." Really what am I gonna say oh yeah I was taken by a vampire and turned pathetic excuse for a house pet for 5 years, then turned around began fighting them, oh yeah that would go over so well.

"What do you mean you can't tell me? Its easy just start from the beginning" she's still talking telling me how simply it is to tell her my story, when I see one of my coworkers leave, I realize I should already be gone.

"Shit mom I have to go"

"Oh please like I'm letting you out of my sight, where you go I go. Jen hon why don't you head back to the hotel I'll check in with you later," with that her friend walks out and we start on our way as well.

"Here's an easy place to start where are we going in such a hurry." She gives me the same look she used to give me all the time as a kid, the one that say 'you're not getting out of this one'.

"Gotta go pick up Zoe from school, I'm already late, she hates it when I'm late, she starts to worry."

"Zoe, and who is Zoe?"

"A friend of mine, her mom died last year been taking care of her since, it's not that far another couple of blocks."

"Your taking care of a kid wow" she has a shocked expression on her face " I guess after all this time it's hard to think of you being alive let alone a father."

"Ah and here's the little munchkin now, Zoe over here." Zoe looks a little worried I'm only a couple of minutes late but she knows what can happen in a few minutes. She hurries over and jumps into my arms.

"King, You're late" she sticks her tongue out at me displaying her dislike.

"I know kiddo but I ran into someone and got a little preoccupied. I want you to meet someone. This is my mother" Zoe looks over and gives the once over before I put her back on the ground.

"You don't look like King" At that she shrugs and grabs my hand to start the walk home. "Can we still get ice cream?" she whispers

I laugh at that "Sorry kiddo not today"

Back in my apartment, I'm hiding in the bathroom. I'm supposed to feel safe here and I'm scared shitless to go back out there and face my mom again. I wish Abby would come back already. "Hannibal what's taking you so long, we still have a lot to discuss. You know I'm not leaving until I know the truth. You better not be sneaking out the window and leaving me here with little Zoe. Uhhh"

"Amy?" I whisper in my cell phone, "I know you still have work to do but can you come over here please"

"..."

"I'm whispering cause there's someone here I don't want to hear me, please it's important."

"..."

"Thank you so much I'll see you in a few."

Zoe was sitting at the living room table starting on her homework. Mrs. King for lack of a better name was sitting quietly now after yelling at her son.

"He's just scared" Zoe states with no prompting, not even looking up from her work.

"Scared of what, little old me," he can't possibly be that scared of me. Mothers are supposed to comfort their children not scare them.

"He's scared that you won't love him if you know, that's why he won't tell you."

How could he think that, nothing he could ever do would make me not love him? "You know where he's been these last 9 years don't you"

"Its not my story to tell"

"Hannibal told me your mother was killed last year, I'm so sorry for asking but how did my son become your caretaker"

"The bad man killer her, he killed everyone except King and me." The bad man, wait killed everyone, what the hell happened?

"CHILDREN I'M HOME" the yell came from the front door, as a woman with her arms full of groceries walked in.

"Let me help with that," Poor thing looks like she tuckered out. Zoe lifts her head acknowledging the entrance. King come rushing out of the bathroom at last and sighs her name happily.

"Abby, I'm so glad you're home."

"Who's this King?" He gives her a shy grin, one he used to give me when he didn't want to get into trouble.

"Um I uh ran into someone at work today. You'd never guess who really how of everyone on the planet." He's rambling I have never heard him ramble in as long as I'm known him, why is my being here making him so nervous.

"King?"

" oh, um Abby meet my mother." He waves his hand in my direction his head and eyes down.

"Your mother, oh my god, Mrs. King um hi nice to meet you. Um what are you doing here? I mean how did you run into each other?" King seems even more nervous if possible and starts to move away, until the women, Abby places a hand on his wrist, he freezes stiffening his muscles but she doesn't allow him to pull it back, instead pulling him closer. She smiles nervously and begins again,"Why don't we have this conversation sitting down. Zoe could you go to your room from a little while." She leaves without any complaint, strange for such a young child.

They have a sofa across from two comfy chairs I take a seat in one of the chairs while Abby sits on the couch, she pulls king down next to her. "Like he said I ran into him at his work, stopped by with a friend started to make my order and there he is my little Hannibal after 9 years of searching, of thinking he was gone forever." I feel tears welling in my eyes but I don't let them fall. Now is not the time, now is the time for answers. "Please Hannibal I need to know why you never called, never contacted me to let me know you were alright, is it that difficult to pick up a phone."

He laughs but it comes out strangled "I didn't exactly have a phone handy."

"What about a pay phone, you could of called collect, anything."

"Again that would involve being near a phone, and even if I was near one I wouldn't of been allowed to use it."

"Allowed, allowed since when have you ever done anything you were told to do, now suddenly you won't even use a phone without permission."?

"It's not that simple" He still won't look at me; I don't understand what has happened to my son. "Abby", he asks pleadingly.

"He didn't simply go missing Mrs. King, he was taken."

I can only stare in shock, "What do you mean taken, like kidnapped?"

"Kinda but he wasn't taken for Ransom, he was taken because someone liked him and wanted to own him, to have complete control over him." She pauses looks at Hannibal and sees if he wants her to go on or not.

"Can't we just say I've had a shitty few years and leave it at that." He looks at me apprehensively still not meeting my eyes. "Ok fine look the person who took me wasn't a nice person ok. She kept me as a pet for crying out loud. I was having a shitty time, couldn't leave cause the doors were sealed with scanners, which I didn't have clearance to use. Not to menchine the huge freaking guards. No phones, no contact with the outside world. I was there for over 5 years, Abby here is the one that finally got me out," he gives another strangled laugh. "I was in such piss poor condition when she found me."

I move slowly over to the sofa where both my son and Abby sit, she's holding his hand and I sit slowly next to them. I move to gently touch his still lowered face, he flinches, an instinct I think. "You can tell me, it doesn't matter I'll love you no matter what happened." He glances over at Abby again and I can see the tears that were already starting to fall.

She takes a deep breath "I've seen those who were kept at 'pets' before seen what's been done to them, most no one can save, they're usually killed within the first few months. I don't know what made King's master want to keep him around as long as she did. When I found him he was half naked, half starved, and chained to a wall." The question must have been in my eyes cause she answered. "He was weaker without food, couldn't fight her as much. Didn't want to have to call her goons every time she wanted to play." I could feel the shiver coming off my son at the word play. Obviously wasn't the good kind of play.

"Shh" I cooed trying once again to touch my son. He pulled away again this time almost into Abby lap, she was good with him, calmed him down quickly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I just I don't like to be touched and…"

"shhh it's ok don't worry, you're safe now." We sat in silence for a few moments while Hannibal collected himself. I still had more questions " He is safe now right, the people who took him can't get him right?" Abby nods confidently.

"They're dead, every last one of them. Now all we have to do is kill them in here," she softly taps on her boy's head, running her fingers through his hair, calming him further.

"I'm gonna put King to bed, I'll be right back."

I follow watching as she quickly stripes him from his clothes, he doesn't move to fight her or to help her for that matter, simply lets her manipulate his body to her liking, after his shirt is removed I get my first glimpse of the scars that his adventures have left him with. What appears to be a stabbing wound fairly recently healed, along with many other older marks. As she strips him of him jeans, his boxers ride low and I spot a small odd tattoo right above his pubic bone. As she finished that last of her work, she pushed him softly onto the bed, smoothed his hair and kissed the crown of his head before pulled a blanket over him.

We find out way back to the living room and Zoe has returned. "Did King tell her about Danica?"

"Danica?" I question

"That was her name, that women who took him, who hurt him."

"I do still have a few more questions?"

"Sure I'll tell you what I can" She gives a small smile of encouragement.

"I still don't understand why this women Danica took my son, he was just a student in college, he's not that special, not so much that someone would need to possess him."

Zoe answered without ever looking up "King attracts bad people, the bad man liked King too."

"The bad man, just who is this bad man, Zoe told me earlier that he killed her mother, that he killed everyone, but not King. What happened"

"Drake 'the bad man' he worked with Danica, they found out where we were hiding and killed everyone who was there, King was already injured, didn't really stand a fighting chance. He took them both with him back to Danica."

"Shit and this was only what a year ago, no wonder he's still having issues if she worked him over again such a short time ago."

"She didn't touch him, the bad man wouldn't let her"

Touch him, I don't like being touched, she owned him, had complete control over him, she wouldn't, she couldn't.

"Abby" I whisper so Zoe wouldn't hear " Did this Danica ever force him to do anything um sexual in nature?" One look into her sad eyes I knew, my son was taken from me, owned, starved, and raped. "How could this happen? He's a good kid."

"I know he is trust me I know. He's ok though really, he's got me and Zoe and Amy and we take good care of him."

"I need to know what else she did, please I need to know?"

"I don't know everything, no one does but him, but a lot of things can happen in 5 years, I know that she would hurt people in front of him, make him hurt them too, she lent him out too, so she wasn't the only one using his body for their own purposes. She tattooed her mark on him, proof of purchase, as Hannibal calls it. Other then that I don't know any details."

Knock Knock

The door opens showing Abby is home "Hey Abby is King here. He called me a little while ago and asked me to come over he seemed a little out of it."

"Yeah he's in his room, but first I want you to meet someone, Amy this is King's mom, King's mom this is Amy, King's girlfriend."

"His mother whoa, never actually thought I'd see the day when I meet one of Hannibal's relatives." Wow way to sound like a moron there Amy. She holds out her hand much like Hannibal did when we first met. I can't help myself I give her a hug. This is the women who brought him into this world after all I owe her a lot of thanks. "Woah woah why do you look like you're about to cry?"

"Does she know too?" Mrs. King asks Abby.

"Yeah she does, King was just telling his mother where he's been the last 9 years."

I can feel my mouth fall open, knowing that while talking about bad things is good for you it also leads to the delopment of more terrifying nightmares. "In that case I'm gonna go check on him ok."

With that I open king's door and see him instantly.he's curled up in his bed, slight shivers clearly visible through his blanket. "King? Hey how ya doing?"

He turns at the found of my voice rolls over so that his back is no longer twards me. Signaling for me to hop in. After taking of my shoes I join him holding his shaking body against mine until he finally fell into a restless asleep. The nightmares are gonna be back tonight, for sure.