But a shot in the dark
One step away from you
Just a shot in the dark
Nothing that you can do
Just a shot in the dark
Always creeping up on you
All right
Ozzy Osbourne, Shot In The Dark

Hannibal had just finished making breakfast, a nice protein scramble to start the day nice fluffy eggs with Olivia Mendel bacon and sausage, when Will entered the kitchen at a brisk pace. He walked right up to Hannibal and looked up into his eyes.

"I'm sorry." He said quietly, that got Hannibal's attention. "I may have accidentally told Abigail about your plan with Hobbs."

"He did." Came Abigail's voice from the doorway.

She had her hair in a high ponytail, which was unusual for her, and Cobalt in her arms. The puppy was clearly snoozing and he looked rather fetching with his new blood red collar. Hannibal had never particularly wanted or found the appeal to pets but he had to admit that Winston and Cobalt had grown on him, they had good natures and were undeniably loyal. The fish she had gotten after Brian and Price's gift had been named Bubble and Squeak, Abigail thought Hannibal would appreciate the food reference...he didn't, he found it childish but there was no way in hell he would ever tell her that. Instead he just smiled and nodded, his mask firmly in place.

"Abigail, you are our daughter that is just a fact, blood is not a requirement of family." Hannibal began. "We want you legally ours because it would no only make it official to everyone else but it would also make enrolling you in school and colleges easier."

"I wasn't going to complain. I wanted to ask if I could come with you?"

Will made a face that said oh. Hannibal picked up the three plates, resting one on his forearm and carried them through to the dining room where he set them down. He pulled out Abigail's chair and she sat knowing Hannibal was mulling her question over, He did the same for Will and then seated himself at the head of the table.

"Very well. William you should come as well, that way Hobbs will see the family that Abigail has found." With that he took a bite of eggs.

"What about the twins?" Will said swallowing a mouthful of eggs. "I could let Alana have them, she's always wanting more time with them?"

"Then we should not deny her."

The trio sat and ate for a time with Hannibal explaining to Abigail his plan, it was short, simple and easy to remember and Abigail liked it. She didn't consider herself an angry or vengeful person but when it came to her father, no Hannibal was her father, when it came to Garrett Jacob Hobbs she did want revenge.

XXXX

It was late when they arrived at Hobbs' home, the sky above Bloomington was like something out of a Shakespearian play, dark with storm clouds off in the distance. The house looked just like Abigail remembered, all different shades of brown and beige. Hannibal found it repulsive Abigail could tell, to be hones she had to agree with him. The woodland that surrounded it seemed to have grown though dominating the area, the forest was the one bit of her old home she still liked, it gave her a sense of escapism.

"Shall we?" Hannibal asked both Will and Abigail as he silenced the engine to the Bentley.

Hannibal had made certain to park on one of the country roads that went through the forest so as to avoid suspicion, a Bentley would stick out in the neighbourhood. Will nodded and unbuckled his seatbelt, Abigail wasted no time doing the same and slipping out the car. It amazed the female Omega that Hannibal was still in his suit and more so that he had a weird plastic thing, as she described it, over the top. Will had jeans on with a black and blue plaid shirt, he also sported a thin light brown jacket. It looked like his hair had been cut since she saw him at breakfast, probably by Hannibal to avoid any stray hairs being left behind. Abigail herself wore skinny black jeans and a plane azure sweater with a black wool coat over the top. At Hannibal's request she had tied her hair up in a messy bun, he was definitely expecting a fight of some sort.

The doctor led them through the woods, as they approached it became obvious that the television was on but that didn't stop them. Hannibal continued to lead them over to the kitchen door at the back of the house, he was just about to pull his lock picks from his pocket when Abigail rested a hand on his plastic coated arm and stopped him.

"Don't." She said quietly. "This door opens into the kitchen and looks right through to the living room, he'll see us in seconds and you won't have the element of surprise."

Hannibal smiled and looked down at his daughter.

"Thank you." He wasn't often wrong and he was glad she had the courage to correct him, it my have just saved someone's life. "Then what do you suggest?"

"The garage door, that's over there." She pointed to their right. "Just round the corner, I doubt anyone would see us and he won't know were there."

"Very well, then lead the way."

Hannibal and Will followed Abigail a few feet as she hoped there hadn't been some big change to the house since she was there last. It had been six years after all. As she reached the door Will grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back flush against his chest.

"Let Hannibal." He said softly as the doctor picked the lock. "Okay, come on."

Will held Abigail's hand as they entered the garage, leading her slowly. The room was basic concrete filed with an out of date car and shelves stacked with bottles of odd liquids and hunting equipment. Just like I remember Abigail thought to herself. Hannibal opened the door that led from the garage to the living room just a crack, enough for him to peak through. Hobbs was lounging on his couch watching some hunting documentary with a coffee table full of empty beer bottles and take out Chinese. Hannibal hated take out, Will had once forced him to order pizza and he had spent the next three days trying to get the grease and overcooked meat from his palate, he shuddered at the thought. After that fiasco Hannibal had just made Will pizza, thankfully his mate seemed happy with that and take out had never again entered his home.

Soon the documentary went to commercial and Hobbs decided it was time for a new beer, he pushed himself up and shuffled over to the refrigerator, pulling it open to find the one remaining beer bottle. He took it and twisted off the cap taking a long sip as he made his way back to the couch. As he turned into the living room Hobbs froze. In his cream armchair was an Alpha wearing some sort of plastic suit over his clothes looking perfectly at home in his house. On his couch where only a minuet before he had been sat were his daughter and Will, who until that very moment Garrett Jacob Hobbs had assumed dead. He'd gone up to The House for some fun but when he came across Omegas wandering around outside without a care in the world he knew something was terribly wrong and had avoided the place ever since, especially after Alpha's he knew went to The House started disappearing. Ardelia Mapp and Jame Gumb being the most recent. Not that he was sad to see the last of Gumb, the man was, for lack of a better term, crazy as fuck.

Hobbs took another sip of his beer, he wasn't going to let some Alpha and a few Omegas scare him in his own home. Hobbs scented the air and was well aware that the other Alpha saw him do it, one thing became obvious; Will and the maroon eyed Alpha were mated. Though he didn't want to show any sign of fear he was still somewhat startled when the Alpha broke the silence.

"Good evening, Mister Hobbs." Hannibal rested his hands in his lap. "Sorry to disrupt your evening but we have something to discuss."

Hobbs nodded in the most nonchalant way possible and gestured with his beer bottle for Hannibal to continue while he started slowly walking around the room.

"I will keep this short and not beat around the bush as it were. As you are now aware, William is not dead and he is my mate, though this is not what we are here to discuss. This matter pertains mainly to Abigail, you sold her to Crawford so you could pay off a debt. Jack Crawford is dead."

"Oh I guessed that quite some time ago." Hobbs said calmly.

"Indeed. Anyway, we would like for you to give up your parental right to Abigail so as we are free to adopt her..."

Hannibal was cut off when Hobbs burst out laughing, deep laughter that came from his belly and coated his face. Doctor Lecter, Will and their daughter shared a look.

"You want to adopt her? You've got to be kidding me." He said hysterically. After a few moments he got his laughing fit under control and looked to his couch where Will and Abigail sat. "You two have done well for yourselves, haven't you? Nice strong Alpha that wants to fuck you and keep you safe."

Hannibal felt his hands clench, Will and Abigail were not toys to him, they were his family; his mate and daughter. Hobbs continued his slow steps throughout the room getting closer to Hannibal as he spoke.

"You know, I don't want her. There was a time when she was everything to me but not now, still I'd rather not have her sailing off into the sunset like some bad movie."

Hobbs spoke the word movie as he rounded the back of the armchair, then in a split second decision he smashed the half empty beer bottle over Hannibal's head. The glass shattered and the Alpha was clearly in pain. Hobbs looked up to Will and Abigail who were about to go to the Alpha's aid and so he growled, deep and long scaring them back into their seats. Much to his surprise the grey-blonde Alpha let out a small chuckle.

"I tried being polite but it seems killing you is the only option."

With that Hannibal threw a punch knocking Hobbs backwards towards the kitchen. Instantly he realised he was the weaker Alpha but he wouldn't let that stop him, it was a fight for survival and no one could fault him for killing an Alpha that broke into his house in the middle of the night. As Hobbs went to stand Hannibal knocked him back down, it took all the strength he had but Hobbs managed to buck the doctor off him and scurry over to the kitchen in search of a knife. He pulled one quickly from the block and turned. Hannibal's responses were just quick enough to dodge the sharp knife but Hobbs took that opportunity to knock Hannibal completely off-balance and onto the linoleum. The inferior Alpha dove on Hannibal desperately trying to plunge the kitchen knife though his throat but Hannibal held him back, taking a bottle to the head had left him dizzy and in pain but he refused to let some boozed up weak Alpha kill him in front of his family.

Suddenly five shots were fired and Hobbs fell off Hannibal and against the kitchen cabinets. Hannibal was shocked to find Will stood in the doorway with the gun still aimed at Hobbs, like he expected him to get back up and attack someone else. Abigail was behind him, eyes wide as dinner plates with shock, Hannibal stood and gathered Will into his arms.

"Thank you, William."

Will nodded and breathed his mate in.

"I love you, Hannibal."

"I love you too." He looked down to the gun Will was still holding. "Where did you get that?"

"He kept eyeing the armchair, I thought he was looking at you to begin with."

Hannibal knew he had to take charge, he was the Alpha and his mate was shaking and sweating rather profusely. He turned to Abigail who seemed to have gotten her shock under control, the man lying dead on the floor had given up the right to be her father long ago and she was good at compartmentalising, it was a skill she'd picked up after her time at The House under Crawford's rein.

"Abigail, I need you to please go and pick up every single shard of glass from that bottle." She nodded and wandered off to her set task.

"Will, those shots will have been heard by everyone on this street and I don't think this is going to be like the Kitty Genovese case. We need to work quickly, give me the gun and get that industrial bleach we passed in the garage, alright?"

Will handed Hannibal the gun quietly and looked up and his mate, Hannibal knew what Will was asking and so leaned down and pressed his soft lips to his Omega's. After a second Will shook himself and went to get the bleach. At first Hannibal had been confused by the mass of bleach but after seeing all the hunting supplies it became obvious that Hobbs needed the bleach to get the blood of of everything. The Alpha set about wiping down the Baretta of any and all prints, it didn't take long for Will to return with the industrial strength bleach. There were two large blue bottles of it, Hannibal threw the cleaned gun into Hobbs' lap and opened one of the bleach bottles Will held out to him and opened it quickly.

"Will, please pour this over the couch and the armchair and then the floor in the living room."

Will took the bottle he held and went off to the living room, just as Abigail returned with the glass Hannibal began pouring the bleach over Hobbs and the kitchen floor.

"What about the meat?" She asked curiously.

"There is no time for that now. The police can't be far, we just have to focus on getting rid of the evidence."

"Okay. Em, do you want me to put bleach on the glass shards?"

"No, fingerprints aren't destroyed by bleach, that's just on television." Hannibal tipped out the last of the bleach onto the area of the kitchen he and Hobbs had been then turned, took the same cloth he had used on the gun and wiped his fingerprints of the bottle. Afterwards he let it go and the empty container landed with a hollow thud. "Put the glass into one of those Chinese food cartons and we'll get rid of it far from here."

Abigail did as instructed and returned with Will a few moments later. Will took the cloth from Hannibal and did exactly what his mate had just done to the other blue container. Suddenly sirens blared in the close distance, there was only seconds between them and the police.

"Out the kitchen door and into the woods, we can find out way back to the car from there." Hannibal informed as he turned the key and opened the door.

Will was out first followed quickly by Abigail, the two charged towards the forest, no one would see them in the dark and the house hid them from the road, Hannibal took the key from the door and followed them. Just as Hannibal stepped outside a police officer kicked down the front door, it was all for nothing though, Hannibal and his family were gone.