Author's Note:

This chapter has some mild explicit content.

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The next day Will went to the bookstore to deliver Julia's book, and for his happiness the store was empty. He stood at the counter waiting for the girl, he wanted to call her but only then realized he did not know her name. Suddenly she came through the door that lead to the back of the store. She was wearing a blue dress and her hair loose just a finger above her white shoulders, she opened her blue eyes wide when she saw him at the counter.

"Good morning!" Will greeted smiling as he noticed that she seemed rather beautiful that morning.

"Good morning. How may I help you today?" she asked with a slight tone of irritation, she seemed angry to see him at the shop again so soon.

"I finished the book your grandmother lent me, she asked to return it as soon as I finished and that's what I'm doing."

"My grandmother has a refined sense of humor, you must admit. To borrow books when working at a bookstore is like being a banker and lent money without asking for interest." She commented too serious for someone trying to make a joke.

"I hardly think your grandmother sees me as just another customer." He said regretting immediately as the girl frowned to those words. "I mean, sometimes it seems like she's trying to same me." He added trying to remedy the situation.

"Yes, I know that side of her. She often wastes time trying to save the souls of any person she stumbles upon." She said not trying to hide a slight tone of arrogance. "Has she managed to save yours?" Asked after a short silence, she sounded defiant.

"No, I don't usually let others mess with my soul." She seemed surprised by the response as she was probably expecting him to say something silly. Will smiled realizing her surprise. There was something about her that day that made her seem especially enjoyable, he did not know if it was the dress, the slight blush that painted her cheeks, the soft sense of rosemary or the yellow light that came through the window.

"It seems wise." She replied simply. She was bothered, Will could feel that she wished desperately that he would leave, and suddenly he felt that he should, not because he felt like it but because she needed him to.

"Here's the book. Please thank you grandmother and send her my regards." He told her, smiling, as she looked away for a place to keep the book. "By the way, can I ask your name? So that I can call you if I need your help next time." He said in such a sincere and simple tone it was impossible to be taken badly.

"My name is Emily." She said simply as she looked into his eyes trying to read his thoughts.

"Have a good day Emily." He greeted as he walked out to the street.

Will entered the small shop it was already dark outside, Emily was packing some books and looked at him surprised, he waited a bit admiring her elegant figure. Emily tilted her head in anticipation and he took two large steps to be right in front of her. Surprised she did not know what to do so she waited without taking her eyes off his.

Will wrapped his arm around her waist forcing their bodies to move closer, and with his other hand he held her face pulling it to his. He pressed his lips against hers, moving them intensely, she responded by moving hers as well and by dipping her fingers into his dark hair. With both arms Will surrounded her waist pulling her against his body, and felt her warmth under the clothes. His tongue searched for hers and soon they joined, feeling the taste of each other. Emily had one hand in his hair and the other carved on his back holding him tightly against her.

With his strong arms Will lifted her off the floor, and placed her on the counter. He continued to kiss her hungrily, moving his lips to her ear and then to her neck. Then he stopped kissing her and with a small gesture unbuttoned her blue dress revealing her firm chest, Will looked at her, the small light illuminated her soft skin, her flat stomach and her small round breasts. Then he returned to kiss her neck, and went down to her breasts holding her naked back, pulling her to him. He kissed her stiff nipples and she gripped his hair tighter. After a few seconds she pulled his head up and Will felt her heavy breathing mingle with his. With both hands Emily pulled his shirt off, returning to carve her fingers in his now bare back, and again they became involved in an intense kiss. Suddenly both of them felt they were not alone.

A figure slowly walked through the door and approached the light, the vision froze Will's blood. Hannibal was in the middle of the bookstore staring at him with a wicked smile on his lips. As he looked closer Will noticed that Hannibal's clothes were covered in blood. Hannibal opened his smile wider and with his blood covered hand pointed in Will's direction. When he looks at himself he realizes in horror that his own hands are dipping with blood, and on the counter Emily lays still and lifeless covered in her own blood.

Will woke violently jumping from his bed. Unable to breath he understands it had been just a dream. The night was still young but he could not and would not go back to sleep.