Aftermath
(Hannibel's POV)
When I woke up again I saw Chilton, and he looked livid. His hands were clenched and he was glaring at me "the he'll was that!? What's next? Eating my daughter?!" I look at him and saw an opportunity to annoy him more "I have no intention of eating your daughter...at least in a cannibalistic sense~
"You stay away from my daughter!" He shouts.
"If you hired better guards your daughter would have not been grabbed by that man." She snaps.
"So you claim to be protecting my daughter?" He asks. "I find that hard to believe."
"Go ahead ask her, he said some vile things like he could smell her..her cunt" I hated that word. It was such a vulgar word.
"I have to thank you for protecting my daughter." He says with a side. "That is all I ever wanted for her. But scaring her to the point of tears. That makes me want you to be on death row." He tells me.
I looked at him "(Name), is she alright?" "She saw you rip out a person's throat, she passed out after that and is still crying what do you think?"
"Chilton.." Barney spoke, I was okay with Barney but he was the only one other than my (Name) that I liked.
"Yes, Barney?" He ask.
"The Cops are here. They need to speak with you." Barney says.
"Fine, keep and eye on Lecter." He says and leaves.
Barney looks over at me. "Though I do not agree with your methods doctor. You still protected (Name). She is like a daughter to me. My wife was her babysitter when she was growing up. She is important to me." He chuckles. "I probably would have beat the guy to death."
I smiled a bit that as I looked over at him with a smirk.
"But don't ever hurt her." He says. "I know you do not want to hurt her. And you could never imagine hurting her. But sometimes people loose their tempers." He says.
I look at him slightly offended, I'd never hurt her! I wouldn't hurt her from simply losing a temper.
-Time Skip-
(Name) POV)
I am in my dad's office rubbing the tears out of my eyes. I am so upset. I never thought that Hannibal could be so violent and to eat a part of that man. Is that what she was in for? Was she in for cannibalism? I look around as I wiped my eyes and the blood off of me.
My dad came in and he came over with fresh scrubs and a wet cloth and towel.
"Dad, why is Hannibel in here?" I ask him.
He sits next to me and starts cleaning my face.
"Sweetie Dr. Lecter has been a cannibal for at least a decade. She killed many people and ate them." He tells me.
I look at him sadly as I looked down. "E-even innocent people?" He nodded.
"And even children, anyone who she saw as food ended up as such"
My eyes teared up but I was still going to try and help her but I was scared... "I need to see her." I tell him.
"Sweetie-" He began.
"No daddy! I need to help her!" I say. "I will..."
He nods sadly at this. "Alright, just be careful. Okay?"
"Of course Daddy." I tell him.
I walk to her cell I finished cleaning up and changed into black scrubs. I see her sitting on the bed. I knock on the door to the outer layer. Of the walls. She turns her head, she had been placed in a straight jacket and seemed uncomfortable in said jacket. I thought before deciding I think I could trust her and take it off. I walk past the gates and walk in there she looks at me. She has an unreadable look.
"Can I trust you to take off the straight jacket?" I ask her.
She nods. I begin to take it off of her slowly an cautiously. She grabs my hand and pulls me onto the bed next to her. I looked at her confused, one moment she is calm the next she attacked someone and now she is unreadable...
"W-why did you kill that man?" I ask her?
She stares at me for a long moment then grabs my head turning me to look her in the eyes. She stares in them searching for something. But I do not know what.
(Hannibel POV)
I looked in her eyes, they were beautiful... The look of kindness and confusion in her eyes really showed her personality.
"He hurt you." I say simply.
"That is not a reason to kill someone..." She whispers.
'To protect the one good person in your life." I tell her, a blush comes to her cheeks. "I believe that is a very good reason to kill someone."
She looked down. "I-I don't think it's okay to kill anyone..." She muttered as her blush grew darker. She was shy and it was quite adorable to see her like that.
"Let's agree to disagree." I tell her.
She nods simply. I wanted to kiss her to show her it is all right. That we would be fine. I knew I could not yet. She was scared of me. And I could not have her be scared of me. She was going to be mine, willingly at least.
"Alright... Dad told me what you are in here for..."
"I wanted to tell you." I whisper.
"Why are you like this?" She asks.
I know I had to tell her she had the right to know. "A long time ago. My family was killed. I was with my parents body. While they took my sister. They ate her. It was a few days later, I was so hungry." I pause. "When one of them came in. I killed him. I hunted the others done killed them and ate them. For what they did to my sister."
She wrapped her arms around me and held close to her. She was giving me comfort. Comfort no one bothered to give me.
"I'm so sorry... I am so sorry that that had happened. I'm sorry about your sister..." she said and oddly enough she sounded much more sad than I did. "I'm so sorry for what happened." she said as she began... She began to cry.
We eventually laid down on the bed. She cried into my chest holding onto me. I soon fell asleep. While I was out before that man who was named Miggs... they switched the bed. It was more comfortable than the last one. I could care less about its comfort right now. All I was worried about was (Name). I stroked her hair and hummed lightly to her. An old Lithuanian folk song. My mother use to sing it to me and my sister.
Her breathing calmed down as her grip had tightened on my shirt as she calmed down and leaned into my touch. I hope her father won't ruin this moment between us. She fell asleep. I could feel her breathing slow. I wrap my arms around her and pull the blanket over us. She curls into my chest more sighing contently.