Authors Note: Thank you everyone! Here is Chapter 6 As promised guys! Sorry it took so long, I was having computer problems x.x

Pusryčiai , Chapter 6

The little Brunette arrived on Hannibal Lecters door about 15 minutes early, he mother had always taught it was better to be oddly early than rudely late. She'd picked herself out a nice dress, a simple black one with a pan collar and a red cardigan to go over the top. She wore red pumps and lipstick to match and let her brown hair fall in waves. She certainly felt more comfortable with Hannibal seeing her this way than when he'd seen her in her pajamas earlier, he probably thought she was a slob or some revolting parasite that could never measure up to his greatness or she was jut over thinking and blowing things out of proportion.

She went to ring doorbell but Hannibal opened the door, almost sensed she was there. He smiled as he apprised her. "You look lovely tonight Anna." While he over looked her, she couldn't help but look him over. He wasn't dressed as he normally was, just a button down white dress shirt and dress pants that went to one of his suits and not the one he as in this afternoon, she would have remembered.

He must have noticed her skeptical glances over his attire because he gave out a small laugh. "I still haven't gotten ready yet I'm afraid, Alana and I just got done in the kitchen."

Anna laughed too, not any particular reason but just because she had no idea what to say back to that. Done doing what in the kitchen? Cooking? Even if that was all they were doing, why was she allowed to come so early? Wasn't that weird? Then Anna thought about in that herself and Hannibals relationship was much more weird. She was his secretary, his friend, who he helped save from going to prison for an unforeseeable amount of time at great personal risk to himself.

Hannibal ushered her inside and even though it was the second time for Anna inside Hannibals house, she still couldn't get over the majesty of it. The whole place was decorated to perfection, very piece furniture, work of art, ornament, and trinket alike were all perfectly place to create a master piece. She was able to enjoy it much better this time, the last time she'd been here it'd mostly been a blur.

The doctor led her to the kitchen to meet to meet Dr. Bloom. Anna felt a little taken back by Alana, no wonder Will liked her, she was stunning. She stood sipping a beer in the kitchen wearing a simple black and blue wrap dress with her long black raven curls tumbling down around her shoulders. Her eyes were more like an aquamarine gemstone than icy blue like Annas, they were dazzling. Herself and the Female doctor exchanged pleasantries and then stood in the kitchen alone while Hannibal left to change.

"So, you're friends with Will?" Alana asked "He mentioned you the other day."

"We meet a while ago, we still haven't made plans to go out." Anna then realized how that could be misinterpreted. "I mean not go out, go out, I mean like grab coffee. Not like a date or anything."

The black haired woman's face softened a little at that. Did she like Will too? "Are you and Will an item or something?"

"I'm his friend, nothing more." The other woman looked sad when she said it, even though her voice betrayed nothing her eyes showed a longing sadness in them.

"Oh." Anna said dumbly. Luckily, she didn't need to appear stupid for long because Jack Crawford and Hannibal both came into the kitchen, dinner was to be served soon.

They all took seats at Hannibals long table, Alana to his right and Jack to his left. There was an empty place setting next to both Alana and Jack, Anna opted to sit next to Jack, hoping he wouldn't try to talk to her too much.

As they ate the setting felt eerily familiar to Anna, her estranged family, The Dawsons, were a wealthy in the town she'd grown up in. Her and her siblings for as long as she could remember were always in crowed rooms with people they hardly knew, trying to make pleasant conversation and not embarrasses Mother and Father. She didn't really have to deal. with that anymore luckily, since they practically disowned her. The only way they would probably even bother trying to get a hold of her would be if they heard she got married or was having a baby. Both were pretty much impossible.

To quell her memories of her old life and to not feel completely out of the loop as the others conversed around the table and drank a whole glass of wine, and then another, and another. Anna rarely drank anymore, yes she'd been to her fair share of backwoods parties back in her youth but she had lost the drive to drink, until now. She drank until she felt giddy and her feelings of awkwardness and inadequacy faded away.

Dinner came and went and soon after Dr. Bloom and the special agent left the dwelling of Hannibal Lecter. He'd insisted Anna stay and that he'd give her a ride home, Alana had also offered but Hannibal had told her Annas apartment was out of the way on her drive home.

"I'm sorry I drank so much." Anna slurred slightly, from her newly acquired resting place on the comfy couch. she wasn't completely out of it but she wasi n the beginning stages of drunkenness.

"It is quite alright." Hannibal assured her.

"I just felt awkward. You all know each other and work together, save people. I'm just some dumb secretary who takes your appointments."

"You are more than that to me Anna."

"Why? You don't need me. You have people like Jack and Dr. Bloom," she sneered a little at her name "I'm just someone you helped not get thrown in prison."

"Are you insinuating I have an intimate relationship with Alana?" Hannibal asked, intrigued with the amount if contempt Anna held in her voice for the other woman.

"Uh, yeah. She's not good enough for you, she likes Will anyways. I can see it in her perfect eyeballs." She gestured to her own eyes to emphasize her point.

He chuckled a little. "Indeed she does and good Will had feelins for her as well I can assure you Anna, I have no such feelings for Alana Bloom."

A feeling of relief spread over Anna but then something occurred to her, why did she care so much about the doctors personal life? They were just friends after all, just friends. Then Annas gaze raked over Hannibals figured in his perfectly fitted suit and she realized for the first time in a long time, she was beginning to have feelings for someone. She was beginning to have feelings for Hannibal Lecter.

Authors note: Ta da! Anna is starting to have some feelings for our favorite Cannibal. Is she having these feelings because she actually likes him or because she feel indebted to him. Where will things go from here? You shall see soon :3 tonight or tomorrow I'll post the next chapter! It's nearing completion!