I don't own Hannibal or Supernatural, but I wish I had that kind of smarts.

Then next day, Will woke up and found that he was not in bed. He had sleepwalked to his kitchen. Luckily, he thought to himself, he wasn't out of the house. His dogs surrounded him, whimpering and rubbing against his legs. He sighed and grinned, slightly, at the gentleness of his dogs and went back into his bedroom after petting each one for a good amount of time.

Just as he finished getting dressed, he realized that his cell phone was ringing. When he saw it was Jack, he picked it up as quickly as he could.

"What is it?" He mumbled into his phone.

"We've got a case."

Will arrived on the scene and surveyed the damage.

Jack walked up to him and handed him gloves and booties. "This is nothing like I have ever seen in person, although they have been happening everywhere else in the US. As you can see, it's practically in your back yard." Jack nodded over to his house, which was just up the hill from where he was standing. He nodded, then knelt down next to the figure. It had wing scorch marks in the ground, extending from the figure that was sprawled out on the grass. Hannibal arrived in his expensive-looking car and walked up to where Will was observing the crime before he leapt into the killers head and rustled around in their feelings and intentions. He called the other mans name and almost smiled when the empath jumped about an inch off of the ground.

"Don't DO that!" Will growled through his teeth.

"I apologize, Will. It will not happen again." Hannibal smiled slyly at his "friend" and sighed. "What do you see?"

Will took off his glasses, looked down, and swallowed, his brow, furrowed in concentration. "This was a quick job. An obviously easy stabbing, and the target didn't cause any commotion. The wings are a completely different story. I don't understand why the murderer took the time to make these...things." He gestured toward the dark marks. "Jack! Now, would be nice."

Jack nodded. "Alright!" He called to his team, "Everybody, OUT!"

The scene was cleared in under a minute and the two men were left alone with the body. Will closed his eyes and breathed, the unnecessary things disappearing from the scene and the body came alive, staring with his back to the killer. Instead of seeing the killing through the killers eyes, the scene in front of him was like a 3D picture. Time was frozen. When he tried to push passed this freeze frame, a burning sensation built up at the base of his skull. He pulled back in shock, but when he regained his wits, he pushed harder on the wall that blocked him from seeing the crime, and the burning sensation started slightly stronger, which was now accompanied by a ringing sound that got louder and louder until Will felt like his ear drums would explode. Suddenly, bright white burst threw him harshly back to reality, where he stumbled back, away from the body, and clutched his eyes in pain.

Jack yelled his name in shock and Hannibal caught his patient right before he hit the ground. Will's hands cupped his face, afraid to place his palms too hard against his burning eyes. As the sensation got worse, he cried out in pain. Hannibal clutched his arms as he began to tremble and wilt. Will felt something wet roll down his cheeks and gather in the palm of his hands.

"Will." The therapist said with forced calmness in his voice. When Will didn't respond, he shook him slightly but firmly by his shoulders. "Will? WILL? Can you hear me?" Will could hear the slight panic in the older man's voice. The trembling man nodded and Hannibal nearly hugged him in happiness.

"Will, please take your hands off of your face. I need to see the damage." Will shook his head fiercely. "WILL." He heard exasperation in the other man's lilting accent. "If you don't take your hands off of your face, then I will have to give you to the paramedics. Would you rather go to the hospital, or go back home? I will help you back to your house if you allow me to help, but they will not."

Slowly, Will forced his hands away from his face. He saw that he was on his knees with Hannibal kneeling in front of him. His breaths came in short gasps but the burning sensation slowly went away. The ringing sound had gone away after he had been thrown from the past, but he still had no idea what could make that pitch. He looked down at his hands and saw a small pool of red in the palms of his hands. Hannibal forced open Will's eye with his thumbs, then the other eye, and nodded.

"What ever you experienced didn't leave you with much trauma after the event. You still may have small dizzy spells that last a few seconds, but I don't think that it will have permanent effects." Hannibal assured Will as he helped him get up and walk up to his house. "Do you have a back door?"

Will nodded and heard his dogs bark and howl when they saw their master being dragged up the hill, back to his home.

When the two men arrived at the door, Hannibal straightened his jacket and Will let the other man go. He nodded vaguely in his therapists' direction, unlocked the door, then walked in his house, inhaling deeply through his nose. Winston barked and the whimpering of the other dogs went silent. They pushed against Will with their bodies in an attempt to get his attention. He looked up and saw Winston sitting by one of his armchairs. Even from behind, he could see that someone was sprawled out in it and he hear soft snoring coming from the chair.

Suddenly, Will was wide awake. He slowly began to take his gun out of his holster slowly and raised it to where he estimated the mans head was and breathed in, deeply.

"HEY!" He yelled at the figure. But when he was about to spin the chair around, the man rolled from the seat and was on his feet, facing Will with a gun pointed at his head within a millisecond. They stood at a standstill, both men staring at each other, one with shock, the other with curiosity.

"W- Wait." Will lowered his gun. "Dean?"

So, here is the next chapter! I haven't edited it as much as the other one, but I hope that it's okay. I would say that I was sorry to leave you with this cliffy, but I'm not. I'm EVIL! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Please stay with me, though! I may spice things up even more within the next two chapters.
Thanks so much to BethBuck for the review and the others who followed and the others who just read! I LOVE YOU ALL!
I may upload another chapter in about a week. I hope you guys can hold off until then!
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