"Hey, have you seen Hannibal?" Katz asked her as she walked into the building.
"Nope. Sorry."
Elizabeth walked quickly her to office. She tried to at least until Jack stepped in front of her.
"Do you know where Hannibal is? I need to discuss something with him."
She sighed, her voice holding a hint of annoyance as she replied, "I don't know where he is and don't really care actually."
She stepped around him and saw her office doors, relief filling her.
Brian and Jimmy were arguing as they came beside her then Jimmy asked her, "Where's Hannibal?"
"Yeah, cause we need to talk to him about the case with the mural killer," Brian added.
Elizabeth grinded her teeth together as she said through her teeth, "I don't know where Hannibal, I haven't seen Hannibal since our fight, and I don't plan on speaking or seeing him anytime soon."
Elizabeth picked up her pace as she walked towards her door, opening it as Alana opened her mouth to ask, "Hey, do you know-"
"NO!" she shouted Alana as she stood in the doorway. "I don't know where Hannibal Lecter is. We're not together anymore so why would I know his whereabouts! I haven't seen or spoken to him since then! I swear all I hear day in and out is Hannibal, Hannibal, HANNIBAL! If it's not here than it's with Will. Hannibal this and Hannibal that or my favorite, Hannibal is a psychopath who's trying to kill him! I want nothing to do with Hannibal Lecter, okay?!"
Alana chuckled. "I was just going to ask you if you know Will's lawyer's phone number so that I could put him on the case in case we need to talk to him."
Elizabeth sighed heavily. "Oh…well, I'll text you it later."
"Are you okay?" she asked lowly.
"I feel suffocated. I feel agitated. I feel like I want to rip everyone's throats out if they look at me the wrong way or something," Elizabeth confessed. "I'm basically being a Grade A Bitch to everyone."
Alana laughed. "We all have our moments."
"Ah, the perks of being a woman," Elizabeth drawled out as they walked further into her office. "Sometimes I wish that I was a lesbian 'cause then I wouldn't have to always figure out the men in my life work."
"Don't we all," she mused in reply.
Elizabeth ran a hand through her curls and said, "With everything going on right now, I just wish that Meredith was still here."
"You know Jack is working hard to find her."
"No, he's working hard to put Will away for good. He's not insane. I know my brother, Alana. He's not like that."
Alana nodded and gave her a small smile. "Um, here."
Alana handed her a file and Elizabeth asked curiously, "What's this?"
"Oh, a body was found by hikers in the woods about twenty miles or so away from here," Alana explained. "He was stabbed seven times in the chest and two times in the stomach."
Elizabeth froze as she saw the man she had killed and the same man that Hannibal helped her bury in the ground. How the hell did they find him? We buried him six feet in the ground.
"What's his name," she asked softly.
"Andrew Tate," Alana answered. "He's a 28 year old male, no criminal record, and works at a coffee shop."
"Family? Friends?"
"He was a loner according to his boss, never talked to anyone-too shy actually," Alana said. "He was abandoned at birth, went to an orphanage at St. Vincent de Paul Church. He's alone to sum it all up."
Elizabeth felt guilt boil itself inside of her as she looked at the man she had murdered unconsciously. She was in a state where she became immediately unstable and that led to her hurting others. She wondered why she was in that state though. Was I already losing my mind?
Will I become like my father? Would I become something that I had made sure to never become?
Elizabeth nodded absentmindedly. "I will get right on it."
"Wait. What about Will's trial?"
"Isn't Hannibal going up today?"
"Yes, why?"
"Then I'm not going. I hate him and I don't want to see him ever again."
"Don't you think you're being a little unreasonable right now with everything?"
"No," she snapped angrily. "I chose a side and it's the right one. Will is innocent and the real killer is out there. Jack is like a bloodhound because once he gets a scent, it's the scent he smells and will ever smell."
"What's wrong, Lizzie?"
"Nothing…" Elizabeth sat in her chair as she let out an angry huff. "You know my birth father contacted me. I hate crickets now because of him. Their stupid chirping…they chirp so much day and night."
"Why do you hate crickets," Alana asked inquisitively.
Elizabeth stiffened in her seat. "Because my birth father would always call me Cricket for some reason. I always hated the nickname because crickets are annoying, they make too much noise, and are so easy to step on when you find them, but hard to find. I was always good at hide and seek from him whenever he was drunk."
Silence stretched itself between them and Elizabeth realized that she had revealed too much to Alana. Elizabeth quickly stood up and told her, "I have to go, Alana. Sorry."
Elizabeth grabbed the files and put them into her bag as she walked outside of her office once again. She felt her phone vibrate as she was outside and stopped in her tracks when she saw that it was Meredith. Her heat pounded in her ears as she quickly looked around and saw that she was alone in the parking lot. She hesitantly answered it.
"Hello?"
"Lizzie? Lizzie," Meredith's frantic voice yelled in a whispered tone through the phone. "Help me. Please. He's closer to you than you think."
"Who? Mer, who?!"
"The Ripper," she whispered. "Lizzie, oh my God, The Ripper is-AH!"
Elizabeth stood frozen to the ground as she heard the phone hang up. "Mer…Mer…Meredith?"
Tears came down her cheeks as she somehow knew that something horrible had happened to her best friend.
Elizabeth's head started to hurt badly as her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she fell to the floor. Her world evolving into darkness.
"She's not waking up, Will," Alana told him grimly.
Will stared ahead of her and to the wall behind her. Silent.
"What happened," he spoke quietly.
"We looked into her phone records and found that…that Meredith had called her and then she fainted."
"What do the doctors say?"
"They had to do surgery on her brain right away because they suspected that it could be a brain infection or epilepsy in the membrane," Alana explained carefully. "They said that it was a brain infection. They suspected that if she hadn't fainted and wasn't brought to the hospital that she would've died on that night judging by the inflammation of the membrane she had."
"How?"
"Will, Elizabeth had nausea, disorientation, memory problems, loss of consciousness, seizures, and was in a coma," Alana told him.
"How did you know that she had all of those-"
"Hannibal told us."
"Hannibal," Will mused. "Hannibal Lecter. Her ex."
"She told him that she had headaches. She always had them and then a two days before the trial she couldn't stop vomiting. Jack and Katz and the whole FBI team were there to back up his story," Alana sighed. "They went unnoticeable. She thought that she had food poisoning, but it wasn't."
"Has she woken up yet?"
"Hannibal will call me when she does. It's been two days though. They said that she probably needs a month or two months recovery."
"So she can't work for the FBI anymore," Will chuckled. Great, he thought grimly. Just what he wanted probably.
"Not until she's cleared by her doctor, but she still has a job there. There was something else, but the doctor wouldn't tell me because I am not family."
"Am I allowed to see her?"
Alana shook her head. "I don't know. Jack hasn't said anything yet."
TWO DAYS LATER…
Elizabeth's eyes fluttered opened when she felt fingers gently brush her hair aside. She knitted her brows in confusion as she saw blurriness all around her.
"Hey there, Cricket."
Her vision became as clear as day as she started into the eyes of her father which matched her own eyes. The eyes of Klaus Adams.
Meanwhile across town, Beverly Katz held up a necklace with a silver moon pendent as she remembered that this necklace belonged to Elizabeth. The same necklace that The Ripper took from her house when he broke inside of it. The necklace was hidden inside a fake book labeled, "The Fundamentals of Anatomy" as it sat on a metal table along with other books. His humor is nauseating.
She took out her phone and took a picture of it as she held it up in front of her. She then proceeded to go further into the basement, her flashlight and gun positioned in case she suspected something to pop out at her. Her brows furrowed in confusion as she switched on the light, taking out her phone.
Her face showed genuine surprise as she stared ahead at something unknown. If there was one word to describe what Beverly Katz it would be…mutilation.
She felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up as she slowly turned around and saw Hannibal Lecter standing behind her, a good amount of distance between them. Her jaw hardened as she glared intensely at him before he quickly leapt towards the switch, shutting the lights out.
She immediately pulled the trigger at him blindly. She did it again and then another time before pressing the screen on her phone just as she felt him strangle her, looking into her eyes. His maroon eyes that seemed so warm before now were cold and showed his true colors.
Her phone fell slowly from her hand and to the ground when she felt her vision become quickly blurred. She felt a fain smile come onto her lips as she whispered to him, "They…will…find…out."
Hannibal's eyes slowly moved from her eyes to the phone that now laid on the floor as the screen blared brightly into the darkness, reading, SENT TO ELIZABETH GRAHAM.
Hannibal looked back to her and his arms tightened around her neck as he watched the precious life she once held leave her eyes as she slowly fell limp into his arms.
TBC…
THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS, FOLLOWS, AND FAVORITES! So this was an exciting chapter I think for you guys. Elizabeth really has a whole list of problems right now to where I actually feel bad for doing to her, but then again every thing happens for a reason.
So her birth father Klaus Adams is back (I will make him look like Simon Baker), Katz is dead, but she sent a photo of Elizabeth's necklace to her, Meredith called her, but Elizabeth has this feeling that she may be dead after trying to tell her about The Ripper's identity, Hannibal knows what Katz sent and is confused on where he stands, they found that the guy who she killed accidentally was now found, and Elizabeth can't work for a month or two depending on the doctor's orders. She likes catching the bad guys.
Things next chapter are going to get even more complicating for Elizabeth and everyone else especially since Elizabeth's Papa has made an appearance and knows what's going on thanks to a little birdie. What I can tell you about him in just three words is that he's charming, manipulative, and cunning…he's nothing like Hannibal actually if that's what you're thinking.
Is it wrong that I'm kind of excited to write him? I hoped you liked this chapter.
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