She endured as they laughed at each other's Psychology themed jokes.
"God let this end" she prayed.
They were ignoring her, she took that as a good thing.
Will most specially; she was okay with that.
The last thing she needs right now is one more person psychoanalyzing her.
In a way she knew he's trying to figure her out; Everyone has been doing that lately
To stay in a good mood she tried to drown the idea that he is gauging her.
He was dubbed the Chesapeake Ripper wasn't he?
She heard that on her first night at BAU
He doesn't have the right to be judgy.
Is he even qualified to say who or what she is?
Then again they say she's a serial killer's daughter… right? Must be true then.
Then she thought of her father.
Can someone as gentle and loving as her father be a killer?
Was he killing on every occasion he hid her? Is that why he got her a separate living space?
All the instances he told her he was doing everything he can to protect her.
It turns out he was the killer?
The thought broke her heart.
Then again He's her father… killer or no killer he was a good father"
"My idea of right and wrong must be twisted…" she thought
Then a sudden stop: Her head hit the back of the passenger seat.
Dr. Bloom apologized to both of them.
Alana was so immersed in the story Will was telling she missed his street.
"It's my fault don't apologize, its only two blocks away. I can walk from here" Will said smiling.
His voice has a certain charm to it, must be what got Dr. Bloom hooked.
Dr. Bloom apologized again, Luna transferred back to the passenger seat.
The trip was long… it was almost 6 pm when they got to the compound.
Dr. Bloom gave her a few instructions, medications she had to take.
At first they waited together at the gate, what's taking them so long to open up?
Dr. Bloom got a call, she had to leave… she did hesitantly, while saying she'll have someone come to the gate.
Luna pressed the button again and made sure who ever was inside could see her face on the intercom.
She did this 4 more times before the big gates moved to the side.
She's been standing outside for half an hour now, good thing she had a cardigan on and was in flats.
She heard giggles on the intercom as she walked through.
She paid them no heed. she didn't have the strength to care.
She was tired as hell, and the breeze made her realize it was already getting late.
She walked a few more meters dragging her steps, lazily moving her white cane side to side.
Once inside she went upstairs, straight to her room.
Washed, changed and went to bed.
She was awakened by sounds of laughing, 2 female one male.
She sat up and reached for her white cane.
She breathed in and out trying to soothe her pounding headache.
She heard the gates open, a car came in, sounds like the car Dr. Lecter drives.
The laughing was still audible, she turned the lights on in her room.
The laughing grew louder.
"What could be so funny this late at night?" Hannibal asked.
The 3 patrol just stared.
Haughtily the male patrol asked "What could our patient possibly need this late at night?"
The patrols were new, not the ones who were assigned to the facility 3 days ago.
"Replacements I assume" Hannibal said with polite sarcasm.
They gave him a sneer.
Jack Crawford came out of the car after overhearing the exchange.
"If you haven't been already, let me brief you on Patrol access when Dr. Hannibal Lecter and Dr. Alana Bloom are around" he said with authority.
"No one is allowed within the gates. No Questions and No side comments on what our patient needs this late at night.
If the doctors require your help they will inform you." Jack was walking around them.
"For Formality I am FBI Special Agent Jack Crawford Head of Behavioral Sciences.This is Dr. Hannibal Lecter; Psychiatrist,
You met Dr. Alana Bloom earlier" The three acted unaware.
"Oh let me refresh your memory, She was the doctor at the gates earlier…
The one with The Patient" emphasis on the last word
"She's one of our psychiatrists as well"
Now that introductions are over, you may head to your respective posts.
Hannibal and Jack went inside,
Dr. Bloom sounded a bit concerned earlier, guilty even, the witness can't be left alone, specially in unsecured areas
But circumstances required her urgent attention she had to leave in haste.
She called both Hannibal and Jack Crawford,
Luckily they were together, Jack made some calls, that's when the compound's main house remotely accessed the facility and opened the gates.
Sending captured videos to Jack Crawford.
Hannibal can only imagine the dismay Jack Crawford must be experiencing right now, towards the credibility of the team he has put up here.
"Alana told me she told Luna to take a sedative for the night." Hannibal broke the silence
"The light in her room was open when we came." Jack answered while he was still dwelling in his thoughts.
"She did not take it then" Hannibal sounded a bit uphauled by her lack of obedience.
"Yes... But that's good right?... Her mind is clear so we can proceed with what we talked about earlier." Jack quipped as if an idea just lit up his mood.