Luna slept until late in the afternoon, she was awakened by thirst,
Still half awake she sipped from the glass of water on her bedside table
She kept her eyes closed, mindful of her breathing…
She thought about her session with Dr. Lecter last night.
She tried to piece together memories, but there were still blank spaces.
Then a knock on the door… "Come in" Luna directed
"Hello Luna" It was Dr. Bloom…
Dr. Bloom stayed by the door,
"I was made aware you were with Dr. Lecter until late last night…" Dr. Bloom started
"…and you're just waking up now… You must have been really tired"
Luna smiled and nodded, she didn't know why she felt a tinge of embarrassment
"I have food…!" Alana said while holding up paper bags of take out as if Luna can see them
Luna jolted to a sitting position, she was starving…
Some of Luna's memories are seeping through the cracks now…
Nothing substantial yet, but she was happy that she did not forget them when she woke up
"Can we discuss how the Hypnotherapy session went last night?" she asked Luna
"Yes we may… are we having a session now?" she asked
"No, this is not a session, just 2 women talking over dinner… So how was it?"
"I gained bits and pieces of memories; they are still vague though...haven't really discussed it with Dr. Lecter. I kinda fell asleep right after the session"
"Do you want to tell me about them?"
"Not sure how to… maybe next time, when they make more sense?"
"Okay…"
"Was it Dr. Lecter who told you about the therapy last night?" Luna asked
"No, it was Jack… I didn't ask for details though"
"Good thing you came by… I don't think I have the energy to make dinner for myself"
"Thought so, patrols informed Jack you stayed in the room the whole day, so I figured you were dead beat"
"Are we going somewhere tomorrow?"
"Your next evaluation at the hospital will be next month; Dr. Lecter will keep tabs on you mostly"
"I see… this is good… did you make these?"
"Oh… no… it's take out" Alana said while laughing as chopsticks drop a broccoli in her mouth.
Luna walked around the house… "What to do… what to do…?" she was bored
She ate leftovers for breakfast, this take out thing is good… she thought she should have more of that…
Dr. Alana didn't think it was possible for her to get them herself so she will bring some the next time she sees Luna.
She promised herself she'd steer clear of her room today,
she's been there almost 48 hrs straight, it's starting to feel too much
"Maybe I should transfer to a different room" a thought
Then again she was the girl who was strapped to a chair in a room for who knows how long…
She giggled at her own thought…
"What's funny" Hannibal asked, Luna didn't notice him arrive, and what time is it anyway?
"Something I remembered doctor, are we having our session early today?" she asked.
"No, were not… I'm early because I promised you dinner"
"That's tonight!? Are we having take out?" she asked excited
Hannibal was taken aback "No we're not, and how'd you know about take outs?"
"Oh, Dr. Bloom brought some last night they were delish!" she answered all smiles.
Hannibal was still trying to recover from her last quip "First, Take out… Now, delish? Where did you learn that word?"
"I Heard it on TV, a cooking show was on earlier… been listening to TV the whole day"
"I see, I don't think I'd advise the practice of TV all day… I wish I can get you books to read"
His words stung a bit, but she chose to ignore it, she's been sensitive lately…
That time of the month is probably approaching
"I just came by some fresh ingredients and I was inspired to cook"
"Can I stay in the kitchen with you while you cook doctor… it's been a slow day you see"
"Of course"
Hannibal gave Luna a glass of wine, watching her reaction to its taste… he finds the way her face distorts when exposed to new taste amusing,
He waited for her face to change back to it's mellow tranquility as it always does.
All she drinks is milk and Orange juice, she's like a child.
Hannibal started to sear the meat.
Enjoying the smell of his cooking he was lost in thought.
He was surprised when a pair of hands slowly made its way around his upper left arm,
He looked down to his side at Luna, curious…
"This smell is familiar…" Luna said as she breathes in, still in some sort of trance as if she was remembering something.
"This is not meat… is it doctor?" she inquired lifting her gaze to where she though Hannibal's face was.
Hannibal started to tighten his grip on the cutting knife he had on his right hand.
"It smells like burning flesh" Hannibal was stunned. She knows the smell of flesh?
And then she let him go, walking back towards the living room… leaving Hannibal confused.
He turned down the heat, and followed Luna,
When he reached the open space Luna was already on her way to her room… he followed suit.
She left the door open; she was seated on the edge of her bed, still lost in thought.