I do not own Hannibal. I only own Simone Hale and her mother.

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The dinner went well and I did start to calm down a bit when Alana stopped analyzing me and focused on Will, who was lost in his own world most of the dinner. My guess was that he found the angel killer earlier today. I'm glad he did not ask me for more information, but I had a bad feeling about what was waiting for me in the near future.

Thankfully, Hannibal had made another vegetarian dish for me and I had a feeling I would become an actual vegetarian the longer I knew him. It was obvious that he would not be releasing me from his grasp any time soon, especially now that he was becoming physically affectionate with me. I was scared of his affection, but also strangely pleased by it.

"I'm going to die anyways," I thought with a sigh looking down at my empty dessert plate.

"Simone, are you all right?' Alana questioned me and I looked up to try to give her a small smile. Her returning smile made everything go white as I heard Will mention a killer called the "Chesapeake Ripper" to Hannibal.

I could see a man standing outside of her house watching her through the window. Will was staggering up towards the man holding a gun in his shaking hand. Alana was oblivious to the danger outside her house. A scream of surprise left her as Will shot the fake Chesapeake Ripper, who crumbled to the snow leaving bright red splashes below him. The gun dropped out of Will's hand and made its own spot in the snow.

"Will, are you all right?" Alana asked even though the truth was inevitable when she looked into Will's eyes. His sanity was leaving him because his brain was being destroyed physically with every case, which makes it overwork itself in a stressed environment.

"He's not the real ripper," I shouted after feeling fear sink into my heart at how terrified and insane Will looked in my vision. Surprised eyes from Will and Alana stared back at me, but I dared not look beside me. My breath left me shakily as I stared straight at Will refusing to look at Hannibal.

"What do you mean by that, Simone?" Hannibal asked me and I could hear a dark tone hidden behind his smooth charisma.

"One of Alana's old patients will claim to be the ripper and Will kills him when he escapes," I said detaching myself from the environment. I just wished fate would smite me now. I stopped myself from shaking when Hannibal grabbed my hand in his and gently pulled me up from the seat. "Fate will have her way with me now," I said still in my detached voice as Hannibal excused us to his bedroom. I was so shocked at what I just did that I was not even terrified when I should have already ran for the hills.

"Simone, breathe and focus on me," Hannibal said but he had lost the dark tone in his voice. He lifted up my chin so I would stare straight into his eyes. The dark look was not there at all. He only had softness in his eyes as he looked at me. "You're safe, you're fine. You did not tell anything that would have hurt me or you," he said and I shivered when he ran his hand down my neck and to my thigh. "You're mine, Simone. Nothing will take us away from each other," he said and my eyes widened when he pulled me into a passionate kiss.

My breath was stolen by the kiss and I yelped when he bent down and bit my neck almost until it bled. I took a few shuddering breaths as his warm breath hit my ear. "No more talk of the Chesapeake Ripper. You will not tell Jack or Will anything else that you see, only me. You are not theirs. I will take care of you, you're mine," he said in a commanding tone with a threat under it. The threat could have been for me or the two men I work with at the FBI.

"Do you understand?" he whispered pulling away from my neck to stare into my eyes again.

"I understand, Hannibal," I whispered wondering how my life was going to go from now on after this moment. "Hannibal, I'll lose my job at the FBI if I don't talk," I told him realistically. I did not want to put my life in any more danger than it already was. I barely had a life to begin with and now that I finally get a bit of one, I don't want to lose it.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you. If Jack takes away your apartment then you will be moving over here," he said and after my look he continued, "Scout too." A small smile reached his face when he saw the happy look in my eyes. "Stay here, I will speak with Will and Alana," he said before leaving the bedroom. All the fear that I had been holding in disappeared when I fell back on the bed and covered my eyes.

"I live," I muttered before kicking off my heels and cursing the pain they cause in my mind. "How is that possible?" I grumbled before grabbing a pillow and covering my face with it. "So what happens after Alana and Will leave?" I thought pulling the pillow slowly off my face to my chest.

"Simone, see you tomorrow at work," I heard Will say outside of the closed door.

"See you tomorrow, Will," I shouted back before I heard his footsteps sound down the hallway and soon out of the apartment. A clicking sound joined him as Alana left with him. The silence that ensued in the house made me tense up again. I slowly sat up in the bed as soft steps sounded in the hallway. "He's letting me hear him," I thought as a shiver traveled through me.

I stared as calmly as I could at Hannibal when he opened the bedroom door and entered the room. His eyes never left mine but not once did I see any malice. I did see a hunger in them but not for food. "Wait," I said softly and he stopped a few steps away from me. "Hannibal, I've never lived and I won't get to live much with my type of ability. If you truly want me to be yours then help me live. I'm tired of being stuck in a cage at every turn I make. Will you free me?" I whispered as I finally realized how my life had been. I might be able to make a life for myself if he can help me escape.

"I will free you, Simone. We can go to Florence or Romania, anywhere we want to travel. I have more to do here first, but if it comes down to it then I will send you somewhere safe until I can be with you again. Simone, does this mean that you are allowing yourself to become mine? You will not tell my secret or try to harm me?" he questioned me as he gathered my face in his hands.

"Hannibal, I'm tired of being scared of who I belong to," I whispered and his eyes darkened with an even fiercer hunger. "I couldn't belong to anyone else," I told him before pulling him into a kiss and sealing my own fate for once. I was tired of fate leading me left and right. Now it was my turn to make a choice for myself and just forget about what the repercussions would be.