Her eyes gazed upwards, hands folded atop the wrinkled sheets of the hospital bed as she tried to control the storm of emotions that raged within her. She had been lay here for a full day, the nurses coming in occasionally to check on her condition along with that of the unconscious woman beside her.
She truly envied Sera in this moment. The raven haired woman had passed out only moments after initially waking up and, therefore, had missed the madness that had ensued within the confines of the private ward. Thankfully that also included the hysteria that had taken hold of Felicia's senses when, having gained clarity of her where about and the ability to register the faces within the room, had come face to face with a man as he struggled to reach her against the nurses.
Hannibal Lecter. Dressed in his trademark three-piece suit and his hair slightly dishevelled from his tussle with the hospital staff and in that moment, he'd seemed nothing like what her recurring dreams had portrayed him to be. Whilst his mask of indifference had seemed mostly unaffected by the events going on around, she could see a spark of relief within those dark sanguine orbs that should have remained unnoticed to her. And yet, it seemed so natural for her to understand every small shift of emotion that occurred within the man.
She had been overwhelmed, panic setting in fast as her eyes darted around the room in hopes that she was just having a fresh dream only to find the figure of Will Graham, a man who had never once featured within her subconscious manifestations, fighting his own losing battle against the nurses. Although he had been much less graceful in his attempts to reach Sera in the bed beside her own, having tried to bite one of the poor members of staff for his efforts in subduing the other.
She was ashamed to admit it now, after always crediting herself for being able to handle even the most stressful or bizarre of situations, that she had seen fit to pull the blankets of her bed over her head as she muttered 'it's only a dream, it's not real' repeatedly to try and reassure herself. To no such success it would seem as, when she had peaked out from beneath, her vision was met with the same sight.
It had gotten no better from there. She had been left to calm down for a few hours, the steady breathing of Sera as she slept and the low hums and beeps of the life support machines beside their separate beds the only sound to keep her company before the nurses had chosen to return. She had believed that whichever twisted god had conjured this oddity up could not possibly have made anything worse for either she or Sera, but she had been so terribly wrong.
"Miss Shepherd, we understand that you are confused and dazed by what has happened, but we assure you that everything will be alright now. You, alongside your friend, have been in a coma for the past six months after an attack was made upon you both by an alpha that held a vendetta against your own alpha mates... It is not uncommon for omega's to be targeted like this. You were both lucky to survive at all. Would you like to see your mate now, I am sure it will put your mind at ease"
Felicia had nearly choked on fresh air at the nurses words, unable to form even two words together as she shook her head in refusal. How was seeing him going to help her? Being left alone in a room with a cannibalistic serial killer, with no one but her slumbering best friend for back up, had not seemed like the brightest idea the nurse could have suggested. But what made even less sense about the nurse's words was the reference to how they had ended up in the hospital to begin with and, even more so, the insinuation that both she and Sera were not only omega's but both had alpha mates. Hannibal and Will it would have seemed.
She had clear recollection of the accident and, if she wasn't much mistaken, it had definitely not been an attack. They had been in her car on the way to their separate places of work and education whilst they had bickered over the contents of their dreams, drawing her focus away from the road and causing her to fail in stopping at a red light, resulting in a lorry hurtling into the side of the car. That was what had landed them in these beds. Definitely not an attack, but she was clearly going to need some stern words with Sera on the importance of allowing the designated driver to concentrate on their surroundings. And what was this about alpha's and omega's? The last she had checked, there had been no such concept in the world she knew. Only the idea of regular men and women going about their lives without the burden of such labels dictating their behaviour.
"My subconscious needs a swift kick up the ass if it thinks I'm an omega in this twisted reality it's conjured for itself"
Her grumbling was cut short as a low groan sounded from the bed beside her, attention drawn back to her surroundings as Sera began to stir from her slumber. She was tossing slightly, trying to re-enter the realms of sleep but failing miserably as Felicia gave a sigh, not entirely sure if it was in frustration at everything or if it was in relief that the other girl had regained consciousness. She decided that it could only be a mixture of the two as she thought of ways to break her friend gently into this strange world they found themselves within.
"Sera? Come on, time to wake up"
"No... *yawn*... Five more minutes? I don't have lectures today"
Felicia placed a hand over her eyes in exasperation at the other girls words. She must have still been too wrapped up in sleep to piece together what had happened before. Clearly, a more direct approach was needed.
"You won't need to worry about lectures for now. Open your eyes Dorothy, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore"
Sera groaned as she forced her eyes to open fully, blinking a few times to clear the sleep that coated her vision before bolting upright and beginning to look around frantically, a horrified expression upon her face, skin losing any healthy colouring as she began to recall what little she could.
"Oh god. I thought... I thought it was just a trick of my mind when I heard the nurses talking to those guys... Please tell me we're just in a regular hospital, that Graham and Lector aren't sitting out in the waiting room"
"Keep wishing... I've been up since you passed out. Trust me, it gets ALOT worse... How do you feel about being an omega in this messed up coma dream, With Will as your alpha mate?"
The expression upon Sera's face was one of horrified bewilderment mixed with a small spark of genuine curiosity towards the situation.
"How are we meant to get out of this mess? I've never met anyone who'd experienced a coma dream like this... Wait, when I heard the nurses talking, they said 'omegas'. Meaning that, if I'm one of the omega's, you're the other one and Hannibal Lecter is your alpha"
Felicia just gave a small nod, a dead-pan look on her face as the raven haired woman began to cackle at the confirmation. What could possibly be so amusing about any of this situation?
"You're one of the rudest people I know when cornered or taken out of the public eye... Girl, you're going to be dinner before the end of the week"
"Yeah? Well you're hardly one to talk! He'll probably have your liver for a started... Shh, someone's coming"
The pair fell silent as the sound of footsteps echoed from the corridor outside, cutting Sera short in the reply she had been about to give and stopping outside the door, a hand grasping the handle and turning slowly as voices were heard on the other side.
"If you will just give me a moment sirs, I'll check to see if either of your omega's are awake yet and up to taking visitors. If so, then you will need to be delicate when handling the patients. According to tests, it seems that no long term neurological damage has occurred. However, as is common with coma patients, shock and signs of amnesia are present within the pair."
The nurse pushed the door open, a warm smile on her lips as she met the blank gazes of the two women within the private room. She faltered slightly beneath those eyes, unable to recall the last time she had seen any omega look so cold or vacant of emotion. Omega's were usually the friendlier of the three genders, alpha's tending more toward aggressive or hostile behaviour whilst beta's stood within neutral territory of the two. If it were not for the over-powering scent of omega that met the nurse as she had entered, she would have thought the two were beta's.
"It's good to see you are both awake at last. We were beginning to wonder if you would ever wake Miss Wright... I know that it may seem a bit soon, but would you both be willing to take visitors now? They have been quite concerned about you both, especially with Miss Shepherd's refusal to allow them entry to the room"
Felicia let herself rest against her pillows, scowling towards the ceiling at the nurses slight tone of reprimand directed towards her. She'd never liked being made to feel like a child and this woman was already starting to push the limits of her fraying temper. Sera gave a gentle smile towards the nurse, something about the strange scent that invaded her, suddenly all too sensitive, nose made her instincts scream 'beta' as she gave a little nod of acceptance and watched the nurse retreat from the room.
Sera took a moment to let her eyes wander around the room, taking in the plain looking walls with bare minimum decoration against the pale blue and white of the paint. She sighed, already bored with the room, as she moved her gaze towards the nightstand and a confused frown graced her lips. Upon the little table stood a stuffed dog plushie, a husky, beside a 'get well soon' card that also had prints of dogs upon the front. A gift from Will Graham? She pulled the stuffed toy towards her, looking at it for a moment before turning to look at Felicia once more. The blond had a slight smirk on her lips as dark blue eyes scanned the toy. She seemed about to speak before Sera pointed an accusing finger towards her.
"Don't you dare say a word"
"Looks like dear Will likes you, maybe you'll finally get to join his little family of strays after all"
Felicia sniggered in amusement at the angry glare that was directed her way, narrowly missing the pillow that was thrown her way. She really did love the other girl like a sister but, after the copious amount of times that Sera had teased her, it was high time to get a little doze of revenge upon the raven haired woman.
"Yeah, well what about the fucking roses on your own nightstand? If I'm not much mistaken, you're not one to talk about having an admirer in this macabre FUCK UP that you landed us in with that accident... By the way, I really don't think you have room to insult my driving skills ever again"
The grin vanished from Felicia's face at the other woman's words, a twitch beginning to form within her right eye in annoyance as she prepared to aim her own reply in defence of herself, only to be silenced by a sudden clearing of a throat. Any remaining colour within their faces seemed to drain as they turned to look towards the foot of their beds, eyes locking with another's. Felicia wanted to scream blue murder as she stared into the face of Dr. Lecter, a slight smile tugging at the corners of his lips in a vague show of amusement as his hands gripped the handles of the hospital bed. Sera, on the other hand, simply felt frozen as Will tried and failed to make genuine eye contact with her, resulting to staring just above her face and at the wall behind.
"It is good to see you are both well and, apparently, haven't lost any of your fiery personalities. Although, dear Felicia, it was rather cruel not to allow us into the room once you had awoken"
Hannibal's words were like honey to her ears as she fought against her own minds desire to simply melt in pleasure at the sound of his beautifully accented voice. She sure as hell wasn't about to play along with this sudden role of 'omega' that had been thrust upon her, even with his overpowering scent of spice and sheer strength invading her senses.
"I'd just woken up from a coma, so sorry if that made me unwilling to take visitors. And besides, sleeping beauty over there has only just woken up so there wouldn't have been much point in a visit until now"
"Hey, don't blame me for the fact that you're an anti-social bitch"
Hannibal raised an eye brow slightly at the tone the two women were using. It had been a long time since he'd heard his mate direct such blatant sarcasm towards him, not since they had first met and he had found himself unable to even picture using her for his next masterpiece or ingredient. He was less surprised by the poor language and rude tone of Sera, having been forced to accept that he could not kill her for the offense unless he wished to break his own mates heart and the heart of his friend.
"I am not anti-social! I just didn't want to attempt a conversation with your snoring as a background noise"
Sera looked offended for a vague moment, how dare the other woman accuse her of snoring! She moved to face the other fully, planning to voice her own opinions, before a sharp twang of pain shot up through her limbs and a pained groan forced its way from her throat. Will panicked as he moved to check for what could have caused her discomfort, finding that her movement had caused the morphine drip syringe to dislodge from her arm slightly, sending a look towards the other alpha for assistance in the matter. He was an ex surgeon after all.
Hannibal reluctantly removed himself from Felicia's bedside, scanning his eye along the dislodge syringe before signalling for Sera to lift her arm so that he could re-insert the morphine drip. He felt a twitch begin to form within his right eye, a physical manifestation to display annoyance that he shared with Felicia, as the raven haired woman shook her head and scowled as she spoke.
"If it's all the same to you, I'd appreciate it if you didn't try to reignite your love for the medical practice by practicing on me. I'd much prefer an official nurse to do it so that I know it's been done right"
Felicia felt her jaw drop slightly at her friends words, shocked that she would be so rude towards a man who killed for that exact reason, before allowing laughter to pass her lips whilst pointing towards the other.
"What was that about me only lasting a week? At this rate, you're not even going to last a full day"
"That was very rude young Sera, what should be done about that?"
Sera's eyes widened slightly at the subtle threat that lay beneath those words, forcing herself to sit upright in the bed. It may have seemed like a hollow threat, but this guy wasn't someone she wanted to take that risk with. She turned to Will, trying to place a convincing smile on her lips as she pulled herself from the bed, allowing him to help with the drip as she thought of the quickest way to escape the room and its cannibalistic occupant.
"I could murder a coffee. Will, Do you know where I could get a coffee?"
She grinned wide as Felicia sent a look of murderous rage towards her, all but able to hear the insults echoing around her head as she was helped to the door by Will, turning slightly to give her parting words.
"He's your problem now... Play nice chica"
The door clicking shut behind Sera sounded almost ominous as Felicia and Hannibal turned, once more, to look at each other. That vague smile was beginning to return to his face and the strange scent that made her mind scream to submit to the alpha only seemed to have grown stronger now that it was not mingled with the scent of Will. She tightened her fists within the bed sheets, trying her hardest to remain unaffected by what she was sensing from the other man, pure strength and masculinity radiating from him in waves as she fought to suppress the groan of appreciation that wanted to break free. It shouldn't have felt so good to have him so close.
"When... When will we be discharged from here?"
"I shall speak with the doctors now. I should think that once they have been able to check that you are both suitably recovered, yourself and young Sera shall be returned to the care of myself and William. There is no better place for an omega to recover than within the safety of their own home and under the protection of their mates"
She went rigid at his words, watching as he left the room in search for a doctor who could answer his questions. Put under the care of Hannibal Lector and Will Graham? This situation was just going from bad to worse she thought as she collapsed back against her pillows once more.
