"You don't call, you don't write," Klaus scolded her playfully.

Elizabeth rolled her eyes. "I think someone stole my phone."

Klaus stopped walking. "What? How? Where was the last place you saw it?"

She shrugged. "I think it was in my bag at the hospital, but I don't know honestly since everything's all fuzzy these days. Why?"

"Oh, well, your doctor has been calling you and she's needs to talk to you," Klaus replied.

"Do you know what about?" Elizabeth asked as she threw the stick, the dogs running past her to catch it.

He shrugged. "I don't know."

She looked at him. "You're lying, Klaus. You know exactly what she wants to talk about so spill."

"It's not my place to tell you."

"Why not? You had your nose in my business already and you talked to her so why won't you tell me? How bad is it? Did the infection come back?" She joked.

Klaus sighed heavily. "I get that you don't like me, Elizabeth. Hell, I don't like myself right now, but I am trying here so enough with the sarcasm and this isn't a joking manner."

She stopped walking and stared coldly at him. "What is it? Tell me right now, Klaus."

"I don't know how you will react. You're very hard to read," Klaus reminded her.

"I've been told," she said impassively. "Tell me."

Klaus opened his mouth, but then smirked when his phone rang. "Oh, I have to take this."

"Klaus-"

"Sorry, Cricket," he called out to her as he walked away, holding the phone up to his ear.

"God damn him," she muttered under her breath.

Klaus looked behind and waved at her in amusement as he answered, "Hello, Bedelia."

"Klaus," she greeted.

"And how's my favorite psychiatrist?"

She sighed. "I told Hannibal exactly what you told me to say to him before I left."

"Oh, I know," he answered simply. "Though why are you now telling me this?"

"You said I had to pick a side and your side seemed…seemed more lively than Hannibal's."

Klaus chuckled. "Ha, funny, funny woman you are. I hope you're not going to double cross us."

"Why would I do that?" She asked smoothly.

"Because Hannibal has something good on you and you won't let that see the light of day no matter what," Klaus reminded her. "If there is anyone you should fear, it's me because I love my daughter and Will, but he doesn't know that. I would do anything for them. If they are harmed…I swear, Bedelia, I will make him regret it."

"In my opinion, I think that you and Hannibal would have a lot in common under different circumstances."

"Eh, possibly, but circumstances are what they are."

"Yes, they are. Will must've been desperate to call you."

"He needs a little push and I know how men like Hannibal think. He can't help, but love Elizabeth. He'll come close to killing, but he won't."

"And why is that?"

"Because she'll kill him first. Elizabeth is just like me. A cold-blooded killer."

"They're hiding something."

"Yes, that I must agree with. Elizabeth seems guilty and anxious, but she's hiding it under a mask. Meanwhile, Hannibal is as cool as a summer's breeze."

"So you believe Will then about Hannibal."

"Yes. Smart boy he is, going after Elizabeth and getting her to fall in love with him so that she won't suspect anything. He's covering his tracks under her nose. She trusts him, but not completely."

"She didn't trust him before I left."

Klaus's eyebrows knitted in confusion. "What do you mean? I thought she always trusted him."

"I may have told her how similar we look in my younger days and how Hannibal can smell anything."

"Then what changed her mind?" Klaus asked curiously before smirking. "She knows."

"She knows what?"

"She knows all along that she's pregnant."

"What?" Bedelia gasped. "This is the worst possible thing that could happen and you know it. She'll go running into Hannibal's arms."

"No, the worst possible thing that could happen is if Hannibal found out about what we are planning and kill us all, that's the worst outcome. Also she didn't. She hasn't told him."

"Then why wouldn't she-"

"That's what I want to know, but I'll find out and call you." Klaus told her.

"Klaus?"

"Yes."

"I love you."

A boyish grin came onto Klaus's face. "I love you too."

"Come back to me safe and sound. Promise me."

"I'll try. I can't make any promises just yet. Hannibal can't seem you on me then he'll immediately know. He's smarter than he looks."

"I know. Goodbye."

She hung up and Klaus wondered if he was doing the right thing. If taking away the love of his daughter's life was right. He wondered what would happen.

He wondered.

"I'm glad you decided to come over," Hannibal commented as he out the coat in the closet.

Elizabeth smiled softly. "I don't want us to be enemies, Hannibal. I don't like hating you."

"Why did you then?"

"I love my brother," she explained as they walked into the kitchen where lunch was being prepared.

"I love you."

"Hannibal," she warned. "I need to tell you something that has been on my mind for many weeks now when Will was arrested."

"It's okay, Elizabeth, you can tell me anything."

"I think it's best if we sit down first."

They sat down on the stools near the counter. Her heart pounded in her chest as her palms began to become sweaty.

"It smells delicious," Elizabeth complimented. "Can I have a plate right now actually?"

"Yes, of course." Hannibal said and filled the plates with food.

Hannibal was about to drink his wine when he stopped as he watched Elizabeth eat everything on her plate. He noticed how eager she seemed when the first bite went into her mouth. She stopped eating and asked, "What's that smell?"

He sniffed. "I don't smell anything."

Her brows furrowed. "I swear my sense of smell has increased by a million or something."

"Really?"

Elizabeth sniffed the air. "I think…I think it's cinnamon."

Hannibal froze. "Cinnamon?"

She nodded a little bit. "Yeah, it is."

She smells Beverly Katz, Hannibal thought grimly. How?

Hannibal kept a watchful eye on her as she continued, "And lemons."

She smiled softly which made Hannibal question, "What is it that has you smiling?"

"Meredith used to smell like lemons is all. I miss her…I sometimes think that she is dead."

"I'm sorry," he said gently and held her hand on top of the counter. "I know how much she means to you…you will find her."

"You think so?"

Hannibal nodded. "It's you. Trust me if anyone can catch a killer, it's you."

"Except the Ripper and Copycat."

"You don't think Will did those murders?"

"Never have and never will because The Ripper and The Copycat are the same person," she explained to him. "I don't want to talk about all that stuff right now, Hannibal."

He nodded in understanding. "It's perfectly understandable, Elizabeth. I want many things for us, you know? I want a future with you inside of-"

Elizabeth's teacup dropped to the ground as she frowned. "I'm so sorry. How clumsy of me-"

"It's quite alright," Hannibal told her as they both bent down to get pick up the pieces.

"I've ruined it though."

"It's just chipped." Hannibal assured her. "It's just a teacup."

"A chipped one," she reminded him. "It's China too. Oh God."

"Elizabeth-"

"I'm pregnant, Hannibal," she blurted out.

Hannibal stared at her, looking into her eyes for truth.

He found it.

All things seemed to stop moving for Hannibal as his head pounded furiously and his mind had so many thoughts coursing through them that he felt his head would explode from the impact. It was all too much.

Elizabeth sat on the floor with the chipped teacup in her delicate hands. "I found out just when Will was arrested and put in the asylum. I didn't know what to do and when I was going to tell you, you told me that you loved me and I was going to get rid of it"

"You were going to get an abortion without telling me that you even were pregnant," Hannibal questioned in a deathly low tone of voice.

"It's my body," Elizabeth reasoned. "I didn't even know if I wanted to have a baby. Yeah, sure I thought about it, but I…I never once thought myself the mothering type because the women on my mother's side tend to abandon their own children, Hannibal. It's a lot of pressure."

"I want the baby," Hannibal told her firmly. "Don't take this away from me."

"Hannibal," she said slowly. "I-I need to go."

Elizabeth stood up and continued, "I need time. I don't know if I want this baby and I don't know what to do right now."

Elizabeth grabbed two croissants on her way out of the house with Hannibal hot on her heels as he kept on calling out her name.

She stuffed the bread in her mouth as she asked, "What? What is it? God, I am so hungry all the time, Hannibal. I'm horny for everyone I lay eyes on even BRIAN AT ONE POINT! Brain, Hannibal! And cranky too!"

Hannibal couldn't help, but smile down at her from where they stood on the steps of his house.

"Why are you smiling?! You think I like being this way! I don't like having the hots for my friends." She stomped her foot in frustration.

"How far along are you?"

"I don't know. I have a little bump I think," Elizabeth elucidated then poked her stomach softly. "I'm scared."

Hannibal's hands held her shoulders as she looked up at her flat stomach. Hannibal stiffed her and thought, I can smell the pregnancy now…why couldn't I have smelt it before? Of course there was a different kind of scent to her, but why didn't I pick up on it earlier?

Hannibal wrapped his arms around her and inhaled her scent again, liking the way she smelled. He stoked her short wavy hair and complimented, "I like the way you did your hair, you know? It makes you more beautiful."

Elizabeth chuckled. "Thank you…I'm frightened, Hannibal…I'm scared that history will repeat itself if I have this baby. I'm scared that I'll be just like my mother and my grandmother and my great grandmother."

"Well, I won't let you become like them," Hannibal whispered in her ear as they embraced each other. "Never. We'll talk more about this tonight after I take a swim, alright?"

Elizabeth nodded shyly. "Okay. My phone got stolen so I'll try and use a payphone or something to call you."

"Be safe," Hannibal warned.

"Trouble always seems to find the two of us, huh?"

"You could say we're two sides of the same coin."

"Elizabeth, you are glow like a sun's flare in the darkness," Gideon complimented.

"I'm glad to see you alive, Dr. Gideon."

"Well, your brother didn't do a particularly good job of killing me. He was sick. And a very poor shot."

She scoffed as she stood in front of him locked in a cage. "Really? Because he had a good enough shot to get a bullet in you before you put a blade in Alana."

"But not before I took that girl…oh, what was her name again," he teased as he pretended to be thinking about it."

"Bullshit, you know her name."

He shrugged. "I think it was Meredith-who knows?"

"Where is her body?"

"I don't know. I seem to have forgotten where I put that thing."

She strode up to the bars. "You bastard! You know how much she means to Frederick and that's why you took her."

"What can I say? The Ripper wants to hurt you and he did it by taking Meredith. You love her dearly, don't you? See, he was hoping to get this type of reaction out of you."

"You gave her body to him which means you know exactly who he is…" Elizabeth realized, her eyes wide. "Tell me. Tell me who the ripper is. Tell where her body is."

He gave a weak chuckle. "Why bother…she's already dead."

A single tear came down her cheek as she looked straight at him. Gideon then chuckled in amusement which made her step away from him.

"I'm just kidding, Lizzie. I don't know what he did with her or to her."

"Did you call me just to taunt and laugh at me?" Elizabeth barked. "Does my misery make you happy?"

"The Ripper wants you alive. He's planning something big."

"Why did you decide to kill Alana Bloom?"

"A little birdie wanted me to kill her. Or a little birdie wanted your brother to have reason to kill me. But either way, we are equally expendable except for you of course. He has a…craving for you. You are his dream so to speak."

"You were trying to find the Ripper that night. Did you?" Elizabeth stirred him back onto the subject.

"I found Will Graham."

"Will isn't the Chesapeake Ripper." She said firmly. "And never will be."

"Not yet. All the things that make us who we are... What has to happen to make those things change? So much has happened to Mr. Graham. He is a changed man," Gideon explained.

"I know my brother," She told him. "He's looking to get even, isn't he?"

"Revenge is a trinket he could value."

"He thinks The Ripper killed Beverly, doesn't he?" Elizabeth questioned. "He thinks it's Hannibal?"

"For the courtesy you have always shown me, I am going to give you a gift. I'm going to give you a chance to save Will from himself. I know how much he means to you."

"How do I save him?"

"He is in a biblical place right now, but that rage will pass. And when it does, Will Graham will either be a murderer or he will not. Up to you."

"He…he can't kill anyone. He's here."

"Not with his own hands. But if he only had a little birdie who could whisper murder into a sympathetic ear..."

"Who's ear is he whispering into?" She asked softly.

"Congratulations on the pregnancy," Gideon replied. "You have a glow to you. Your father is a very interesting man."

"How do you know my father, doctor?"

"It's amazing how easily one could eavesdrop on a conversation-well, not really a conversation, but more like a…like a revenge plan. He's a very intelligent man."

"Who are they trying to kill?" she asked lowly.

"Let's hope you find your child's father in time before something unfortunate happens," Gideon called after her when she immediately turned around, running for the exit.

God damn them!

Elizabeth ran out of the building and towards her car, knowing exactly where Hannibal was. She turned on the ignition, pulling out of the parking lot to where she raced onto the road. She fumbled with her phone as she called Jack.

"Will sent an assassin after Hannibal," she explained quickly. "Gideon knew because he eavesdropped on a conversation between Klaus and him."

"What?! Where is he?"

"Hannibal told me that he was swimming tonight…we were gonna met each other afterwards, Jack," she said frantically as she sped through the road.

"Do you know where?"

"No!"

"Just calm down, alright?" Jack commanded her to do in a soothing voice. "I'll call Alana and we'll look through his office to see if we can find anything."

"Okay," she whispered, she felt tears prickle her eyes. "Goddamn it!"

"What is it?"

"It's these stupid hormones, Jack. I-I'm so worried about him because I don't want him to die. I can't do this alone," Elizabeth snapped in frustration.

"Take deep breaths and they'll go away. Be calm, alright?"

"I can't be calm when he's in danger of dying from some lunatic who's got a crush on my brother because he thinks he's The Copycat!" Elizabeth retorted then immediately hung up.

Elizabeth stepped on the brakes of her car when she noticed Hannibal's car sitting in an empty parking lot. She saw another car and her heart pounded in her chest. She begged hopelessly to whoever was up there in the sky, watching over her that this was the right place.

She pulled into the parking lot and ran out of her car and into the swimming pool area. She noticed a bag lying on a lounge chair. She pulled it open and saw his suit, her heart picking up a beat as she reached behind her back and cocked her gun. Elizabeth glanced around the empty swimming pool area, her eyes catching double doors.

Elizabeth held her gun up as she ran over to them, pulling them open as she looked from side to side. She then climbed down the stairs and saw a lonely hallway which led to a sauna. She peeked and inside and held a hand over her mouth at the sight of Hannibal struggling to stand on top of a bucket as his wrists were cut open deep. He had a rope tied to his neck with his arms spread wide and taped onto a stick.

She saw blood slowly dripping from each step. Whoever this guy was, his back was turned as she slowly stepped inside. She saw there was more blood than she anticipated as she walked into the sauna more.

Will's admirer slowly turned around, the gun in his hand.

"And you must be his sister," he said then chuckled. "I always did like you. You were the only one who seemed to believe him."

"Shut the hell up and put your hands up where I can see them," She ordered him to do as she stood in front of him.

"Too bad," he mused. "You're too pretty-"

Elizabeth shot him in the stomach before he had a chance to raise his gun from his side. He fell down to the ground and she said softly, "I'm just as deadly as my brother, you know?"

Elizabeth put her gun away and turned to Hannibal. She took out her pocket knife as she quickly sliced through the tape holding his arms up.

The stick fell to the ground and she stood on her tippy toes to cut the rope from his neck. Hannibal fell onto her as she held him up. She held him tightly to her, breathing heavily. "Oh my God."

"You missed," someone said behind her.

She heard a gun being cocked just as Hannibal turned them around, moving her out of the way and shielding her. They heard a shot ring out and another one. Elizabeth saw as Jack didn't hesitate to take the shot.

"Thank God," Elizabeth breathed and leaned her head into his neck.

"Are you okay?" Hannibal whispered weakly.

"You're bleeding, you lunatic," she laughed breathlessly. "And you're worried about me."

"I'm worried about the both of you-"

Hannibal slumped against her and she yelled out, "Jack! Jack, call 911!"

"Get an ambulance," Jack ordered Alana who nodded and ran back outside.

Elizabeth was on the ground, holding Hannibal in her arms as tightly as possible, not wanting to let him go.

He can't die. I need him.

"I need you, Hannibal," Elizabeth whispered. "Please, stay."

"Klaus is gone," Jack told her.

"What?"

"We went to the hotel that he was staying at and we found nothing. No note, nothing. He left town I suppose."

"That's not surprising," she said softly. "People don't change, Jack, they just think they can."

TBC…

THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS, FOLLOWS, AND FAVORITES! Poor Hannibal and Elizabeth! They just can't seem to stay out of trouble, can't they? So Klaus and Bedelia and Will are in cahoots with each other. Klaus and Bedelia are a thing which only confuses more things, but shows Bedelia's need to protect Elizabeth from Hannibal. Hannibal wants a baby with Elizabeth, but she doesn't know if she wants that future with him especially since the women in her family are known for skipping out on their babies. I hoped you liked this chapter.

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