Ok. Here's chapter three. I hope I got this right. I had to do a little digging on Clarice's part. I'm sorry for any out of character things that I make the characters do. I know Hannibal's story forward and back but not really hers. Any help would be highly appreciated. I OWN NOTHING…. Except my OCs ^.^ Let me know what you think. R&R

Clarice walked into the FBI building, up a flight of stairs and to her floor where she was working. She received a few hellos and smiled back in return. She sat down at her desk and clicked a few keys on her computer and waited for it to log on. She leaned back in her chair and breathed out a sigh. Her screen came to life and she clicked open her files. She looked over them multiple times trying to find something. She looked through the hard copy case file she had as if it would reveal something that the computer couldn't. She couldn't find anything, and time was just about to get cut even shorter.

"Starling!" Her friend came running over with a paper in her hand. "Did you see? Bill kidnapped another one." Clarice bolted up-right and snatched the paper from her friend.

"No…"

Hannibal was sitting at the table with the men Jeshicka had pointed out. He was laughing and smiling with them, however, it was clear that the men were nervous. The men liked the supernatural but they feared it nonetheless. They never mingled before now and for it to be a vampire, they were shaking.

Lecter noted every single twitch, shiver and flinch each of the men made as he sat with them.

"I've heard that you know of Clarice Starling." Hannibal's expression was suddenly very serious.

The men froze and one slowly nodded. "Sh-she's some FBI cop or something… She's working on the 'Buffalo Bill' case. The news said that she was the lead agent on it."

Hannibal blinked and his head tilted to the side in curiosity. "Buffalo Bill?"

Another guy piped up and Hannibal turned his eyes on him. "Y-yeah. He's the guy killing and skinning the girls that he kidnaps. No one knows who or where this guy is."

Hannibal nodded and sat back in his chair. That would explain why she shot me, twice.

Hannibal left the club and found a quick meal. By that time it was dusk again and Hannibal went back to his usual stalkings around the city, only this time, he was looking for someone.

Lecter found dear Clarice walking down the sidewalk, with her bag on her shoulder, walking rather quickly for a human. Hannibal would remember thinking that she moved not much different from his own kind even as a human.

He followed her, just as the night before, however, in the air, something was different.

Starling turned a corner that led to an alley, turned around and waited. Starling wasn't stupid; she knew when she was being followed.

Hannibal followed her into the alley, knowing all well that she led him there. He slowly, for a vampire anyway, walked around the corner and smiled, flashing pearly-white teeth and the woman in front of him, who only scowled back.

"Clarice," Hannibal said as a greeting.

"Who are you?" she bit back.

Hannibal gave a slight nod of his head, almost as if he were bowing. "Doctor Hannibal Lecter, at your service."

Starling's eyes narrowed as she "Hmmh." –ed back. "Doctor?"

"Yes, doctor. I received my degree by 18. Why so inquisitive Clarice? Something bothering you? Buffalo Bill, perhaps?"

Lecter's tone got an edge, as if he knew something she didn't. Truthfully, he didn't but he did know how to keep someone interested in nothing and Starling reacted exactly as he expected.

Clarice's eyes involuntarily dilated in surprise. No one outside of her unit was supposed to know. How did he find out?

Starling sneered at Hannibal. "How did you know I was on that case?"

"I have my ways. Now, tell me about that case. Perhaps I can assist you?"

"If I wanted your help I would have asked you, Doctor Lecter."

"Yes but I may not assist you, when you ask, Clarice."

Clarice knew the rules, but something in her said that he would help her catch Bill before another girl could die.

She blew out a sigh and nodded. "Alright, fine. I'll tell you but you have to swear not to tell, and I mean it Doctor Lecter."

Hannibal found a slight pride in himself when Clarice said 'doctor'. He nodded politely as Starling went on to tell him what she knew about the case at hand.