Clarice, or Isabella, was sitting on a park bench in Rome. She heard about the death of her husband. Then again it didn't take long for her to hear that. The news spread like wildfire, particularly The Tattler. They were constantly posting headlines about it, but their most popular was Demon Finally Killed. Clarice could not stand that title, however they were going to call him whatever they could. When a news report with Samuel went out many people debated on whether to even release the information. Samuel did not have one bad thing to say about Hannibal, and instead he spoke of how he saved him. Of course, the media wouldn't want to release that because it actually made him look human. Clarice was watching the people walk by her one by one. They all seemed rather happy, except for her. They baby was due in about another month and she couldn't stop thinking about Hannibal. He had promised her that the baby would grow up with a father, and in a way, she knew he could never truly leave her. He had to kill that police officer didn't he? He just had to risk his life didn't he? Killing is nothing to him when it involved her, but she knew that. She would have done the same for him. She felt lonely even with Ardelia around. Ardelia tried to comfort her, but in the end, she knew it was best to let her figure out her own answer. Ardelia, or Cindy, was job hunting again today. Clarice enjoyed the company of her friend when she stopped by the apartment. She did need her alone time now because of the baby being so close. Hannibal was supposed to deliver. Clarice sighed. She was exhausted, but too tired to go to bed. She ran her hand through her hair.

"Something wrong Miss?"

Clarice turned around and was shocked at what she saw…

Flashback an hour before the shootout

Hannibal had just been separated from Clarice. He will stop at nothing to make sure she is safe. These police officers will not stop him. He pulled out his harpy and kept it up his sleeve. He approached a young officer who was by himself. The officer was leaning up against the car drinking coffee. The officer was probably fresh out of school and thought he was all that. He had black hair and brown eyes. He had a smug look on his face when Hannibal approached.

"Excuse me, officer?"

"Yes, how can I help you sir?" The young officer flashed his white teeth.

"Try not to scream," said Hannibal as he approached, and he dropped his harpy from his sleeve to the palm of his hand.

"Wha-" The officer was stabbed through the neck where the jugular is. He then caught the officer and set him down in his vehicle. He took off the officer's shirt and pulled of his bulletproof vest. He then began to unbutton his own shirt and pulled on the vest.

"This won't cover much, but it will have to do I suppose. I better just hope none of them get a head shot."

Hannibal just finished buttoning the last of his shirt, and then another officer approached. Apparently it was the dead one's partner.

"Sir what are you doing?"

The officer approached beginning to draw his gun. Hannibal looked at the officer's gun in the holster and pulled it out. He spun around and shot the officer in the shoulder. The officer fell toward the ground and had his gun pointed slightly downward hitting Hannibal in the leg. The gunshots did not go unnoticed by surrounding police cars. They then started running toward the sound. Hannibal wasted no time running back to the car. By now Clarice and Ardelia should be inside. The bug should be in the car too. The wound in his leg slowed him down a bit, but he managed to get back. He drove out of there as fast as he could with the police hot on his trail. He remembered the road that lead to the river and took it. This maneuver distanced him from the police somewhat. Enough for him to get to the bridge and back up to the railing. This suicide appearance was a long shot, even he knew that. So many things could go wrong, but he knew if it looked like he was dead the police would never have to search again. As he was cornered against the railing saying his final words, the police opened fire. He fell over the edge and went falling into the water. The water was freezing, but he knew he had to stay under long enough for him to drift upstream. He surfaced in a small area shrouded by trees and bushes. He was gasping for air. The wound in his leg was still bleeding pretty badly, and so he took off his jacket and wrapped a tourniquet around his leg. He then pulled his shirt open to examine his chest and stomach. None of the bullets had gotten through. The only thing he had to do was sneak off and take care of his leg. For now, images of reuniting with his family went through his mind.

"Hannibal is dead."

Flashback end

She saw Hannibal standing there smiling at her. He was in a lovely suit with a fedora on. "I don't like seeing you sad, dear Isabella."

"I don't believe it. Y-you are alive." She stood and began to walk toward him.

"I told you I would never leave you."

It was then Clarice realized something he would always be there for her…always. They hugged and kissed passionately. They smiled and laughed. Now their lives could truly begin as Gabriel and Isabella Parker, and of course their friend Cindy Brookes. The baby was on the way and they could hardly wait. They settled in nicely.

About a month later

Hannibal was going to deliver his own child. He was proud of that and Clarice was happy their baby was almost here. Hannibal had gotten a job as a doctor (but why not after all it is what he does best). They were in the delivery room and Ardelia was holding Clarice's hand.

"All right Isabella almost there. Just one more push."

The baby was finally here and it was a little boy. Hannibal wrapped him up in a towel and looked down again.

"Uuuhhhh, Isabella."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. We aren't finished."

"What?"

"We are having twins."

Clarice was shocked to have learned this, but then again they never were able to go get a check up. She only took the pregnancy test, and the rest of the time was spent in hiding in America. The second baby arrived only 5 minutes after. A healthy baby girl had been born too. Clarice and Hannibal were pleasantly surprised by this. Although they had talked about having more than one child, the thought hadn't occurred to them until later. They named them Michael and Hannah Parker. Hannibal and Clarice had both been through so much together to gain their freedom along with Ardelia. Hannibal and Clarice shared a kiss as he held Hannah and she held Michael.

So for continuing I thought I would skip ahead a couple of years till they were about ten, but that is just a thought I am not really sure. I would like to hear your opinion though so please review and tell me what you think of the story and my thoughts of continuing. Thank you everyone who stuck with this story I really do appreciate it.

Kanan