I do not own Hannibal. I only own Simone Hale and her mother.
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"I'm fine, just a little sick since I didn't eat breakfast," I shrugged it off thanking my lucky stars that I actually did not eat breakfast so my heartbeat wouldn't betray me. I was not lying to him, and he seemed cautious about my answer but he gave a small nod. I washed my hands, dried them, and then made my way to leave the bathroom. "Thanks for checking on me. Time to go back to the lion's den," I said trying to lift the tense mood as he moved out of the way.
The rest of the day I was stuck at Jack's office with Will and Dr. Lecter. My nerves were wearing thin and ready to snap any minute because Jack kept wanting me to give him all the answers, and my worries about the killer's daughter becoming a dark minded individual made me nervous.
"My apologies, but I have an appointment that I cannot miss. Good night," Dr. Lecter said excusing himself from the office.
"Just tell us what we want to know. You know more than you're giving out, and we could save so many lives," Jack said for the hundredth time today. My hands clenched into fists and I stood to storm out of the room. I had my hand on the door, opening it to leave and also to check for the doctor, before somebody slammed the door closed and locked it.
"Help us help other people," Jack practically snarled in my face as he trapped me in the doorway.
"Jack, what are you doing?" Will yelled shocked and angry.
"She has been keeping information from us the entire time. She's been lying to us as well. She doesn't need all the information to have a vision. Now tell us what we need to know so we can stop this freak from killing more girls," Jack yelled in my face.
Silence filled the office except for the harsh breathing of the man in front of me. I glared at him before a smirk lit up my face. "You want to know everything, but are you ready for the consequences? Are you both ready because it could affect any of you? Fine, if the only way to get your rank breath out of my face is to share with you what fate decides then so be it. Enjoy the harsh punishment that fate deals all of us," I started before slipping out of Jack's hold and moving towards the board with all of the case information.
"I do not know names or where he lives. He's been killing the girls and using them for food and recreational purposes. He does not waste them. Will will discover who he is tomorrow when searching through files at a construction site. He will then find the killer's house. The killer will shoot his wife on the front porch, Will will catch her dying body. The killer will then retreat to his kitchen with his daughter, who has been helping him. She would lure the girls to wherever her dad was hiding in wait to kill them. He will slit her throat and Will then shoots all of the bullets in his clip at him. The hunter dies and then the man's dead spirit will haunt Will for months maybe even years," I said seriously and cryptically.
Both men were silent and standing with their mouths open. "Now that you've heard what fate wanted to hide, I'm going to go home. Do not make me come into work tomorrow, but remember what I said. I hope you enjoy what fate deals out to all of us for this information being shared," I said sharply before leaving the building to catch a taxi to my apartment. I was in a weird state the whole drive home. I knew that I had set a new wheel of events in motion, but I would not know what would happen until sometime tomorrow before the event. I just hoped I did not get punished too much for my transgression.
Dr. Lecter was entering his apartment when I exited the elevator. He paused when he caught sight of my blank expression. He frowned before walking towards me and gently taking one of my hands. He led me into his apartment, and tonight it felt like I was walking to meet the grim reaper. If Will and Jack shared what I told them tonight to this man then I should go ahead and start changing my identity now. France seemed like a nice place to move to, but at this point I would take any place except here.
"Simone, are you all right?" he asked me after he had led me to take a seat on his couch.
"Yes, sorry, just tired from all the harassment from Jack today. I can't believe he kept me there until this late at night just to ask me the same questions many times," I answered leaning my head onto the couch behind me. A tired sigh left me when I felt him sit beside me and pat my hand.
"Are you working tomorrow?" he questioned and I shook my head.
"I'm taking a break tomorrow. Are you working with Will tomorrow?" I asked just offhandedly but I really wanted to know because Abigail's supposed future was still replaying in my mind.
"Yes, I'm helping Will tomorrow," he replied trying to stare into my eyes. I looked back at him so I would not act rude.
"That's good. I can tell he needs a bit of something stable. I haven't talked with him much, but he seems to be everywhere and nowhere at the same time all the time. A stable point to focus on will be helpful for him," I said and I frowned at the curious look in Hannibal's eyes.
"Are you psychoanalyzing him now?" he questioned and I shook my head with a chuckle.
"Never, that's your job, Hannibal," I said patting his shoulder before standing up to leave. "Thanks for talking with me after this crazy day. Wait, isn't your dinner party this weekend?" I questioned and he nodded. "I'll come if I don't have work with Jack or Will," I said even though I really didn't want to go at all.
"Are you a vegetarian?" he questioned and I shook my head.
"No, but the only meat I eat is fish," I said praying to whatever god was listening that he could not make human organs look like fish. "If you don't have fish then I'll eat a vegetarian dish if that's ok. I don't want to be a burden for the party if you already have everything planned out," I continued while he walked me towards my apartment door.
"It's not a problem at all. I'll make a vegetarian dish for you since I do not have any fish right now. Have a good break tomorrow, and good night," he said before grabbing my hand and placing a kiss on the knuckles.
"Thanks, you too. Good night," I said before entering my apartment, closing and locking the door. I was surprised at why he kissed my hand in such a gentleman fashion, but after tomorrow he would probably be ready to serve me as a dish for his party this weekend. I knew few a fact Will would tell Hannibal what I told him and Jack, but it was too late now. I was just so angry that I wanted to scare Jack. He needs to learn that it is extremely dangerous to play with what fate decides.