Pusryčiai , Chapter 3

Anna heard the door open and saw the doctor step out of his office, Will was gone. He must have gone out the back through the private exit. She bent over a stack of files, pretending to organize them, she'd done it earlier but she felt strange in the doctors presence. He'd caught her slacking off two days in the row now, yesterday with the newspaper and today by talking with Will Graham, he probably found her to be incredibly rude. Even if he didn't say it.

Hannibal approached her desk, his secretary's face was buried down in a pile of files which she was very focused on pretending to organize. He'd seen her finish them earlier in the day.

"Are you hiding from me Anna?" He inquired the little brunette. The Doctor could see the start of her of her blonde roots peaking through from her brown hair. Blonde would have suited her pale skin better.

Hesitantly she sat up, her blue eyes locked with dark unreadable orbs. Yet again she felt small in his presence, like she didn't deserve to have his gaze upon her. While Hannibal was not the largest of men, his presence was imposing, he was all knowing and all seeing it would seem.

Anna gave a small, weak smile. Not quite sure what to say to say to Hannibal. One, she could lie and say no but he was a psychiatrist, he'd know she was lying. Two, she could tell the truth and then look like a dumbass for trying to hide from her boss behind a pile of paperwork. Choice two it was.

"Only a little." She let our a nervous laugh and said a silent prayer to not be fired. She'd never been very religious but if she could ever use God's presence it was around Hannibal Lecter. Little did she know how important that prayer could be.

He smiled, genuine or not she couldn't tell. It was hard to tell anything with that man. He was an enigma, a wonderful puzzle warped up in a perfectly fitted suit. Anna always loved puzzles and riddles.

"There's no reason to hide." He stated simply.

Anna let out a small sigh of relief. "I'm sorry Hannibal," His name still felt foreign and taboo to say "I just thought you were mad at me for talking with Will Graham."

"I'm happy Will has found someone he can talk to. He doesn't have many people in his life."

"At least he has you to be there for him."

Hannibal said nothing in reply to Annabelle as went back into his office.

Hannibal stayed in his office for another 45 minutes after talking to Annabelle. While it was interesting that Will had been able to converse with her, she was becoming a liability. He'd hired her initially because he'd seen something inside her, an interesting spark behind those icy blue eyes, something he'd wanted to make turn into a blazing fire. Lately they seemed to lack that, they'd become passive and bland. It simply wouldn't do. Not to mention he had caught her two days in a row neglecting her work. Perhaps it was already time to find another secretary already. He'd follow her home tonight and do his work.

He pulled on his coat and silent walked into the lobby where Anna was pulling on her light pink coat. She slipped her pumps into her inexpensive purse and put on a pair of black flats and walked towards the door.

"Have a nice night Hannibal." She said, smiling a full, pearly white smile.

"You too Anna."

The doctor took carefully measured steps as he followed behind Annabelle, he stalked his prey with acute intuition of a predator. She was obviously taking a short cut to her apartment, going down dark, uncleanly alley ways. He thought about grabbing her right here, it'd be the perfect spot. Someone else, also had the same idea.

Anna hummed to herself as sh walked home, the main streets took her an extra 15 minutes to use and get home so she'd decided to take her chances and go down the alleyways of Baltimore. They were dark, scary, and a little smelly but nothing she felt she couldn't handle. She'd taken this route plenty of times before and nothing had ever happened.

A loud crack of thunder sounded, and soon there was a downpour ensued. Anna sighed, seriously? Could this get any worse? She'd messed up at work twice and now she was soaked to her core and going to get sick. Fucking great.

The rain was falling so heavily that Anna ran right into the man in front of her. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" She said. The stranger never answered, he grabbed her arm.

Anna screamed and squirmed and eventually she was able to fend off her attacker enough to reach into her jacket pocket and pulled out the one thing that could help her, her knife. Then she tabbed him. Over and over again.

She looked down to see the mans body in a heap on the ground, blood was desperately trying to pool around his body only to be swept away by the rain. She looked down at her hands, she was still holding the knife, she dropped it when she realized they were covered in the evidence of what she had done, it was slow being washed away but the blood would never truly be washed away. It hadn't bee before and certainly it wouldn't be now.

She feel to her knees, she knew she couldn't stay long but what could she do? This wasn't back home, per parents money couldn't help her here. Moving to Baltimore alone was supposed to be her new start, being a new person. She'd fail already. She couldn't control her fright or her rage. Anna thought she could call the police and claim self defense but then she looked at the body. There were multiple stab wounds. This would never pass for self defense. Then, a hand rested on her shoulder, pulling her out of her thoughts.

Anna turned her head around very slowly to see none other than Hannibal Lecter bending down next to her. Her mind went blank, she didn't even know what to do except cry more and harder.

Hannibal squeezed his hand on her shoulder in a comforting gesture."There no need to cry Anna, I can help you."

"You can help me?" she choked out between her sobs. Her blood shot eyes searched his eyes for some indication of trickery or decent but she found none. There as nothing there in his dark eyes, they were unreadable.

"If you ask me to I can."

"Hannibal" she whispered "Please help me."