Chapter 8
(Will's pov)
[OH yeah curve ball]
I was glad that (Name) got him to leave... But he'd be back, maybe we should stay here tonight since I don't think we learned much today. And I certainly didn't want to push Abigail to do something that brought back memories... of that. When the two girls went inside it was just me and Hannibal. I don't know what it was but something was off about him... He seemed very close to (Name). I wouldn't have a problem if it wasn't for the fact he seemed off to me and he wasn't OUR psychiatrist.
"You like (Name), don't you?" I ask him.
"What makes you say that?" Hannibal asks back.
"You look at her the way I do." I say to him. "It also is obvious that you like her. You do not seem to hide your feelings for. Just so you know she is oblivous to people's feelings for. I took her out on dates. She did not know they were dates she is just so oblivous to love. Espically when it is directed at her.
"I'm afraid you have confused my stares, as love instead of admiration. After learning of her past I am shocked by how well she'll handle situations. You know it is not allowed to have a relationship with patients." He said as he looked at me. I didn't believe him... but I'd keep quiet for now. I didn't need any drama, I stayed outside for a bit as Hannibal walked in. What if he does like her? Do I have any chance with her?
I walk in and we take a seat and say in silence.
(In the kitchen)
"Those are good cuts." I tell her.
"Thank you, mom- wait I did not mean- I-" Abigail is stuttering.
"It is okay. If you want to call me mom call me mom." I tell her beaming.
"Thank you." She says smiling.
smile back and move a piece of her hair from her face. "No problem dear, don't ever feel shy about calling me that, I'll try to be the best mother for you." I said with a smile.
"Thank you mom, she said hugging me."
"No problem, sweetie."
We continue to make dinner which is beef stew. With beef, gravy, potatoes, and various vegetables. The beef is stake cut up into even bite size bits with good seasoning on it. Abigail and I set the table then call in Hannibal and Will for dinner. I smiled as Abigail sat next to me as I ate the stew.
Abigail looked around. "I think we should stay the night here..we have three beds, mine, spare and my mom and dad's room. Will you can sleep in the spare if you want,I'll sleep in my room and mom and Hannibal, would you be okay sleeping in the same bed?" Abagail asked as I smiled and nodded
(Hannibal's pov)
"Mom?" I ask.
"Yeah, I see (Name) as a mom and she sees me as a daughter so... um... yeah." Abigail says.
"It is fine, Abigail." I say and then to Hannibal. "Hannibal it is fine. I will be the best mother I can to Abigail."
"Ah, I see." I say. I do not like the fact they are getting close together. "I am fine with sharing a bed with (Name)."
"I am fine with it too." She says as well.
Yes, this will be the first of many times we share a bed together.
She looked at me and smiled. "I'm not changing my sleeping habits for someone though so I will give you a fair warning. And Will you know this well because I have answered the door many-a times in this way" I saw Will blush making me confused "I don't like wearing pants or shorts to bed but I trust you'll be fine with that, right? I'll be wearing underwear though."
I have to hide my smile. I am also going to have to control myself. To have my (Name) in a bed together. and hardly dressed. I can imagine her in our bed together. Her meal is also delicous all fresh the meat could have been fresher though.
-Time Skip-
I waited as I calmed my breathing, sure I was normally emotionless but she really had a strong effect on me even if she didn't know that... She came in after a bit as she had said her goods night to will and went to say goodnight to Abigail after she convinced Abigail to let her tuck her in.
"Hey,... could you turn around so I can change?" She asked.
I nodded but unbeknownst to her I had watched as she removed her pants and shirt. She has a beautiful body, she uclips her bra and turned slightly. I did not want to be caught staring so I quickly turning seeing the initials (Your choice) in black ink. I thought of the tattoo wondering what it could be. I hear rustle of clothes from her overnight bag. She says she is done. I turn to see her in a over large dark grey sweater and her red panties. Her hair is down framing her face. She looks beautiful, I can still see the tattoo though.
"So ready for bed?" She asks.
"Yes." I said to her. I changed into my nightwear which is still proper compared to others. "May I ask what that tattoo stands for?"
She tenses and looks to the floor sadly. "(First and Last Name)." She whispers. "The name of the love of my life. He was on that goddamn motorcyclr of his. He was always safe and dressed right for riding. But he got t-boned by a drunk driver. He did not make it. His bones were crushed and internal bleeding. He was gone after I made to the hospital. Flatlined right in front of me I was taken away but there was nothing the doctors could do. He was gone."
I looked at her, I didn't feel bad in the slightest. I was actually glad that he had died. I knew to keep up my act though "I'm so sorry about that..I didn't mean to see that, I thought you would be done. I should have asked (Name) and I'm sorry about asking about that tattoo" I said as she lightly smiled though she looked a bit sad.
"It's okay, I shouldn't let that ruin my life as sometimes people leave your life early but... I just wish he would have listened to me when I told him not to go out in new year's eve..."
"You handel everything so well." I compliment her.
"You would of not say that. If you saw me that night you would think differently. I was a mess for months after. And now I spend New Year's Eve. In my house mopping around." She sighs and sits on the bed. "I know it is not healthy but I cannot bring myself to go out or celebrate the New Year."
I looked at her 'sadly' as I sat next to her "I may be your psychiatrist (Name)" I said, and this would be a first for me to say but it was somewhat true "but you're also what I would consider a friend, if you ever have anything on your mind I would like to hear it as a friend not a doctor." I said as I slowly wrapped an arm around her shoulder. I wanted her to be more than a friend and she will be, I'll make sure of that.
She looked at me sadly but smiled a bit as she leaned onto my shoulder, her head resting by the base of my neck. We sit the for some time and she soon falls asleep, I did not want to move her. But she would have a sore neck in the morning. I pick her up in one swift movement and lay her down in the bed. Pulling the covers over her. I then slip in next to her. She instantly rolls on her side and curls up to me. I blush a bit at the proximity of our bodies, sure I dreamed of us being so close together but to have it happen in real life right now was much better than any dream I had of us..well most of them anyway.
She mumbles in her sleep getting even closer. As if she never wants to leave my side. And soon she never will leave my side. I watch her face she is so beautiful with the relaxed expression. Like she has nothing to worry about. I begin to stroke her hair in a loving manner. She let's out a content side. I soon fall asleep as well. With My nose pressed in her hair. Smelling her oh so sweet scent.
-time skip-
I woke up before (Name), which would be a good thing because she would freak out because she just woke up. I didn't want to let her go but as I went to get up she whined in her sleep and pulled me back down. I am pleasantly shocked she does not want to let me go.
I sigh knowing we have to get up. I shake her shoulder light. Whispering. "It's time to get up."
She opens her eyes in a flutter of lashes. She sees herself cuddled to me. Her face goes instantly red in embarrassment.
"Oh, no! I am so sorry!" She says pulling away from in one quick movement. Then sitting up. "I thought this might happen. You see... well I... I am an intense cuddler... Ever since I was little I would cuddle a pillow in my sleep. When I sleep in the same bed as someone. I normally bring a body pillow to use. Not the person. I am so sorry Hannibal!"
I hid my laugh as I did not want to make her think I was laughing at her.
"I know you did not mean any harm and I don't mind as there is nothing wrong with anything like that" I said calmly as she looked down blushing.
"Well, I am going to get ready for the day, make breakfast..." She says refusing to look at me. "Um... don't tell anyone about this it is... yeah..."
She leaves the room with a change of clothes. I wanted to kiss her even more know. So uncertain of letting others know. When she is mine. I will let the world know, she was mine and mine alone. Anyone tries to get between us would die.