What the hell did Ardelia think she was doing? Clarice quickly glanced up at the clock and noticed the ten minutes had gone by. Clarice was hoping she could get all of them out with no problem. She knew it was a broken dream though, just like her lamb. She knew there would be SWAT everywhere and there would be no way of getting the both of them out. She knew it when she was a child carrying that lamb for several miles and she knew it now holding Hannibal. He had his arm around her head and she was supporting him. She could tell the FBI had all ready tried to interrogate him once or twice and not just verbally either. He had some bruises on his upper arm and some on his face. This pissed her off more than anything, and at the same time, it made her think of her childhood so much. Trying to save something even knowing she was going to get caught. But it was something different now. She is going to make it out with him. She will not fail him, and she sure as hell isn't going to give in for some damn sickness. She was a warrior, and she was going to protect what is hers. She took advantage of the gunshots and opened the door. There were still some people around, but it seems like the riot downstairs was keeping the majority of them preoccupied.

She turned to Hannibal, "I think I know how to get us out of here. Could you lie back down for me?"

Hannibal nodded in agreement and she threw a blanket over him to cover him up.

"Don't make a sound." She put her doctor's mask back on and went out the door. She went over to the elevators and clicked the basement button. The elevator seemed like it was taking a minor eternity to get there. Her breathing had gotten a little heavier with the adrenaline and sickness coursing through her veins. There were police, but too many of them were bothered by who was shooting the gun. Most of them figured it was Dr. Lecter. No one cared about the nurse pushing a figure covered by a blanket around. The riot Mapp had caused was sending way too many people in a panic to notice. The elevator finally made it into the basement and she pushed the little bed to an ambulance. She pulled the covers back and noticed Hannibal had started bleeding again.

"Are you all right?"

"Yeah I will live. The FBI wasn't too kind to me with there special treatments though."

"Ardelia is giving us an out and I am going to take it. I can't believe she is doing this. She will get killed out there." Clarice clenched her fist. She knew this was no time to start throwing a fit, but it was her best friend up there.

"Believe me, Clarice. I know it hurts, but there is no way to bypass all of the police to get to her."

Clarice nodded and helped Hannibal into the passenger seat. He sat down gripping his stomach.

"Clarice, before we drive off could you bring me the small medical kit in the back?"

She went into the back grabbed it and gave it to him. He was trying to stop the bleeding for as long as possible. He would be no use to Clarice if he passed out all of a sudden. She hot wired the car and turned on the sirens and went flying out of the hospital. She pulled down the mask and started breathing deeply. They would have to leave tonight if they wanted any chance. Her eyes started getting heavy, but she kept her grip hard on the steering wheel. Never let go of her lamb.

"Clarice what is wrong?"

"You knew?"

"Your face is red and you are sweating. Is it the flu?"

"You catch on quick…it is something like that."

Hannibal shot her a look of cold ice. She knew he was scolding her for trying something this stupid when she could so easily be caught. Clarice sighed and gently started drifting into sleep. Hannibal reached across her and grabbed the wheel and hit the brakes. He sighed.

"Its fine Clarice. The lambs are safe right now."

He pulled of into a parking lot and switched their positions. She was sleeping with her head leaning on Hannibal's shoulder. He did not place her like that she just leaned into him while he was driving. He stopped and got her some medicine for her flu like symptoms. He knew someone that may be willing to take them in. It is a long shot, but he has no other option, and neither of them wee in any condition to move. He, himself, could pass out any instant from the drugs or wounds. He pulled onto a back road and traveled several miles. He barely passed any cars on the way, and he pulled off onto another road. This road was paved, but private. There were gates out front with iron bars. The house behind it was tall and immaculate. It even had its own gardens with horses in the stalls. He pulled by the buzzer and hit the button.

"Yes." The voice was dry and groggy, but you could tell it was a woman.

"I need a favor to ask of you, Margot."

A/N: Yeah so I added Margot, because in the movie they didn't have her. She was a pretty interesting character in the book and I really wanted to add her. So Hannibal and Clarice will be staying with Margot for now. I will try to update sooner too. Thanks for the reviews please continue to review all comments are appreciated.

Kanan