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Their first hunt together is nothing short of mesmerizing. Will had seemingly learned throughout the years what Hannibal preferred in terms of his art projects. Perhaps it was the way that Will had so easily stalked up to their prey and silenced him with a firm hand and soaked clothe that started the pleasure settling in his chest, but it was wonderful.

Nicholas Boyle put up quite the fight, but Hannibal made sure he swooped in to restrain the flailing limbs before they could make contact with Will. Will gave him a grateful smile before calmly waiting for the boy to pass out. The possibility of Nicholas going into either respiratory or cardiac arrest was high, but it would make their task easier in the end. When Nicholas' body stopped moving, Will released the rag from the boys' mouth.

"One would think you've done this before," Hannibal said, shifting so that he could get a better hold on the body.

"We did share an eye for over thirty years," Will said, passing the rest of Nicholas' body into Hannibal's arms.

Hannibal quirked a smile at the comment. "An unfair advantage for you. Tell me Will, what would you do with Nicholas Boyle?"

Will hmmed quietly. "Perhaps a repeat of your field piece."

"With the deer?"

"Yes, though, perhaps spice it up a bit. Jacob Hobbs kept all his antlers in a shed not far from here."

"A recreation, but with an original twist." The sardonic grin on Will's face said all he needed to know how he felt about that. "What sort of fantasy are you envisioning?"

"A homage to his sister should suffice. The antler velvet to heal the wounds of grief and hate and his own crucifixion for his own righteous beliefs on how someone should pay for the death of others."

Hannibal was amused by the thought Will had put into their hunt already. "His earlier actions were handled quite wonderfully by Marissa, would you not agree?"

Will paused his walking and gave Hannibal a considering look. "You plan on teaching her."

"Perhaps," Hannibal conceded with a nod, "she already shows promise of being an excellent student. Her protectiveness is an excellent quality and though her manners need to be polished, she is a lovely girl."

Will shook his head at Hannibal's statement and gestured for them to keep walking. "You're taking into account that although Abigail is a hunter, she lures her prey like I do." Hannibal nodded his head once. "Training someone to do what you do isn't exactly safe, mistakes could easily be made."

"You speak the truth, but I think Venice is a lovely place to live." Hannibal smiled at the disgruntled noise Will made. "But you needn't worry, if I wasn't sure she could handle it I would not consider teaching her."

"You'd have to somehow find out if Marissa even wants to kill anyone."

"I believe everyone thinks about killing someone, Will. It all comes down to what motivation or perceptiveness one has after the first kill."

The rest of the walk to the shed was in silence, but it wasn't uncomfortable. Hannibal could almost hear the cogs working furiously in Will's head.

"Are we just building a murder family, Hannibal?" Will asks, not looking away from his task of stripping Nicholas of his clothes. "Because if I recall correctly, we have not so much gone on a single date besides the dinner at your house."

Hannibal quirked his lips at Will's statement. "I was not aware you were feeling neglected," Hannibal said. Will made a noncommittal noise. "Would you like me to take you away for a night? Let us bask in each other's presence?"

"I wouldn't be opposed to the idea. Our alone time has mostly been christened in blood."

Hannibal released a pleased hum as he helped Will heft Nicholas' body onto the antlers on the wall. If Nicholas was still alive, he gave no indication that he felt the antlers pierce his body, but the way the blood leaked from his body leaned toward alive.

Will took a moment to examine his creation and felt a nauseous feeling settle in the back of his throat. Did the boy deserve this? While he did threaten Abigail, wouldn't it have been just as effective to inform the police? Hadn't he insisted to himself that he was Hannibal's moral compass? No, he said he didn't care. Did he care now?

"Will?" Hannibal asked, his voice cutting through his heavy thoughts. Will released a shuddering breath and turned his attention to Hannibal. "What is troubling you?"

Will took a minute to find his voice, mulling around what he wanted to say in his mouth. "Have I- was this right?" Hannibal's eyebrows furrowed, but he didn't say anything so Will continued. "I'm not going to lie to you, this felt good. This felt right, but…"

"Are you afraid that I will encompass your free will and change you into what I am?"

Will shook his head. "I already know that we're the same."

"Do you fear that you won't be able to stop? That now that you have had a taste and that thrill has settled into your muscles that you won't wish to stop." Will shrugged his shoulders. "I can assure you then, Will, that you can do as little or as much of this as you want, I will not force you to do anything. If you feel you're losing yourself, let me know so I can become your anchor."

Will smiled softly at the pledge. "That is all I can ask." He looked back at Nicholas Boyle's prone body and felt the nausea fade into pride. "We have made a beautiful mockery of him, haven't we?"

Will felt Hannibal snake a hand around his waist, Hannibal's plastic suit squeaking as it folded. "Your vision has been realized, now all that's left is the last bit of clean up to make sure it can't be traced to us and we can return to our daughter."

Will laughed softly and leaned his head against Hannibal's shoulder. "That's so weird, we've only just officially met and we already have a family together."

"How scandalous we are, dear Will," Hannibal murmured.

Will smiled up at Hannibal before realizing something. "Oh, and it's Daughters," Will corrected, "at least if you're still planning on teaching Marissa. Besides, Abigail and Marissa will eventually get married I assume."

"Our murder family continues to grow."

Will stood on his toes to place a kiss at the corner of Hannibal's mouth before moving away from him. "Enough talking, lets finish this so we can go back, I'm in desperate need of a shower." Will saw the amusement that entered Hannibal's eyes. "You can join me when you've made love to me."

"Not a moment sooner?"

"Come on, Hannibal. If I'm going to cover for us, we have to be thorough in our clean up."

Hannibal finally conceded with Will and helped remove anything that could link the murder to them: fingerprints, skin, hair, etc. With that finished the two calmly exited the shed and started walking back to the car.

"What did you tell Alana when you said we needed to leave for a while?" Will asked, kicking a stick out of his way.

"I told her that we needed to buy something for Abigail, and that I wished to take you out for a midnight stroll."

"Well, I hope you do in fact take me on this supposed 'midnight stroll' eventually, and do you actually have a gift for Abigail?"

"Of course I do, I enjoy giving gifts."

Will shot Hannibal a sly grin. "Does that mean I could have a pu-"

"You- we have seven dogs, Will, I don't believe we need a puppy at this time."

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