Pusryčiai , Chapter 2
"Welcome to Dr. Lecters office, how may I help you today?" Anna said to the man who walked in. He was about her age, with glasses, and disheveled brown hair.
"I don't have an appointment," He said, avoiding eye contact with her "but I need to speak with Dr. Lecter."
"You're Will Graham, right?" Anna asked, he nodded. "The doctor said that you sometimes drop in unannounced. My name is Annabelle but you can call me Anna." She extended her hand to him. He shook it, a little reluctantly at first. "Dr. Lecter is actually out of the office at the moment. He had an errand to run on but you're more than welcome to wait here if you'd like."
"Thank you." Will took a seat in one of the light brown plush chairs. They matched the over all warm inviting tan theme of the room. Gender neutral but very nice and tasteful. No one would expect anything less of the doctor and his impeccable style choices. Anna could only imagine how wonderful his home was.
Will and Anna sat in awkward silence for a while, the only sound filling the room was the rapid movement of Anna's fingers across they keyboard. Moving appointments, adjusting times, doing system updates. Nothing complicated but time consuming. She glanced at Will over her desktop.
She observed him for a few moments, from what she gathered, he seemed very interested in a spot on the wall. She assumed he was avoiding her, she was the elephant in the room. She'd read about Will on Tattle Crime as well some scientific journals. He had what was labeled as 'pure empathy.' it was remarkable gift, but also a curse. He thought through the mindset of serial killer on regular bases. So interesting.
Anna couldn't take siting in a room with him and ignoring that each other weren't there anymore. She broke the silence. "Do you want some coffee Will?"
"I don't feel that having caffeine would be beneficial to me at the moment." He said simply.
"I'll just get you some water then." Before he could even respond, the little brunette was gone.
When Anna returned from the back with two bottles of water, she saw that Will had hardly moved a muscle. His eye we closed now though, he seemed very focused. She took a couple steps closer to him as quietly as she could but that was hard to do in heel. His eyes opened quickly, he looked confused and a little frazzled. She handed one to him and she then took the empty seat across from him.
"You look like you could use it." She said, giving him a small smile. "So, what bring you in today?"
"Official FBI business, I need Dr. Lecters help."
"Do you like working for the FBI? I always wanted to go into law enforcement when I was little." Kind of totally fucked that up. "You were a cop for a while weren't you?"
"I worked homicide. How did you know? Has Dr. Lecter been talking to you about me?" his voice going up a little, getting upset and flustered.
"No, no! Nothing like that. I've read about you." She interjected quickly, embarrassed she'd made him so upset.
"It wasn't Tattle Crime, was it?"
She looked at he ground, flushing even more. "A little but I also read a couple legitimate papers and articles on you."
He nodded and they fell into silence again. Anna felt as though she'd made him more uncomfortable than he'd already been.
"I'm sorry," she said sheepishly "I'm not the best with people."
Will smiled a little "Me either."
"Would you maybe want to go grab a coffee sometime? You know, when you feel like caffeine would be more beneficial."
He smiled. He had a nice smile, very genuine, very cute. Will was attractive but Anna wasn't look for a relationship with him, just a friendship. Friendship was something she desperately needed. At least Hannibal and her had began to develop a friendship and now she had Will. This were stating to get steadily better in Baltimore. Fist this job and now two possibilities for friendship.
"I'd like that."
Will and Anna continued talking, on much less awkward terms. They'd come to learn quite a bit about each other in a very short amount of time. About how Will taught at the FBI training academy as well as doing his special agent field consulting. Anna had told him that she'd been a waitress before getting the job in the office, at a cafe that will actually passed every day he came to the Doctors office. He'd even confided in her a little bit about Alana Bloom. It was nice for him to be able to talk about her to another female.
Hannibal walked into the office to see Will and Annabelle opposite each other in the waiting room. They were smiling and Will seemed relatively at ease for himself, which held mildly surprised him, Annabelle after all was a very nice woman and she was easy to talk to, albeit a bit awkward at times. She held a great regard to other peoples feelings, always putting them before her own from what he could tell from his psychoanalysis of her.
"It would seem that you two are getting along quite nicely." Hannibal stated as he removed his coat with unnatural grace.
Anna looked int his eyes, not quite sure if they statement was meant to tell her to get back to work or that he was surprised her and Will had actually made some social progress together.
"I better get back to work." She said quickly getting back behind her desk, using the black desktop and a safety wedge between her and the doctor.