Chapter 29
(Six months later)
(Name's POV)
I smiled as I waved at Hannibal as I held Abigail and Mischa who were waving as well, I chose to stay home until they were old enough to go to preschool so that way I could spend time with them. Though something was nagging at me in the back of my head. There was a freezer like room Hannibal never wanted me to be in. But it was killing me to not know what it was. I put Mischa and Abigail in their rockers in the kitchen. I kiss there foreheads the giggle and reach our for me.
"Not now sweeties Mommy has to go and check something real quick. Mommy will back real quick." I tell them.
They state up and me and I creep down. I did not like what I see. There is a freezer of meats. But also various bladed weapons. I look over at a recipe set. It had names of the people that the ripper has killed pulse recipe cards.
My eyes widened as I felt sick to my stomach, all this time with him... All the food I have eaten... Was human!? I-I couldn't belive it! I had to tell someone! I had to call jack! I ran upstairs and grab the phone Mischa and Abigail are looking at me curiously. I wait for Jack to pick when he does I tell him.
"Jack, Jack! I need you hear I, I know who the ripper is." I tell him panicking.
I picked up the girls in my arms as I began to pack. "W-what!? Who is it?" He asked as I grabbed my bags and the girls' things.
"Hannibal Lector."
"What!?" He asks.
"I went down to one part of the basement... Jack... It has recipe cards with the victims. He has been eating them and feeding them to me! Oh God the wedding reception he got all the meat! The room also had so many bladed weapons some only the Ripper used in killings!"
Jack was quiet for a moment. "Get out of there, I'll be there right away." He said as I nodded and got everything gathered up and grabbed the two as they smiled and laughed. They had no idea what was happening...
I fell down to the bed. Holding them close. The man I loved. The man I have married. He killed Abigail... and he probably drugged me and raped me. I held them close and began to whispering to them. They look at me and touch my tear stained cheeks.
I looked at them and put on a smile for the two of them. "Mommy's okay... don't worry Uncle Jack is gonna take care of us." I said softly.
I get them up and put them in the baby carriers. I then grab the bags and mine and put them in the car. I forgot something. I needed to grab the one remaining thing. A photo album of my life. I had all the pictures of my siblings my parents. All the way up to my babies. I couldn't leave it behind. I hear Jack's car and he walks in grabbing two carriers. I then see Hannibal walking up to the house. I slam the door closed.
I couldn't face him... I knew who he was now... and I couldn't handle that. I was scared...
I lock the door. I think he knew something was wrong. He kicked the door open Mischa and Abigail cry out scared. I pick them up and rush them to The bathroom. Locking the door and in getting in the tub. I shoots them a kissed their foreheads.
(Hannibal's POV)
I came home and I couldn't find them and that's when I knew she found out, I would have preferred her to find out in a more civil fashion but sadly I'd have to force her to accept me and stay here. I see Jack he did not have his gun. He lunged at me and I punch him.
"You sick bastared!" He shouts at me.
"So you know." I say grabbing the stag sculpture I have in the hall and hitting him. He hits the ground. "You made a mistake in getting close to my (Name)."
He spits up blood. I crush his skull in with the sculpture. He shouldn't of got so close. I looked at the body and dragged it to the room and saw that the door was left open. I got up and began to listen quietly as I heard Abigail and Mischa wailing.
I ran to them. The bathroom door was locked. I kicked it in and see (Name) in the tub trying to shoos Mischa and Abigail. She was crying silently. Mischa and Abigail were scared and wanted comfort. There mother was distressed too. She was scared. It hurt me when she looked at me fear in her eyes protecting our daughters from me. I felt anger build up at that. She should never think I would hurt any of them.
She flinched when I lifted a hand but I would never hurt her or our daughters. I took them out of the tub. "(Name)" I said as I looked at her and she broke down crying. "I was going to tell you about who I was... I was going to tell you in my own time."
"You killed people and say your protecting me! You killed Abigail!! You drugged and raped me!!!" She shouts at me. "Your a monster!"
Mischa and Abigail cry harder and she tries to sooth them.
"(Name). You scaring Mischa and Abigail." I tell her.
She looks at me with tears in her eyes and a betrayed look in her eyes. "I'm scaring them? I'm scaring them? YOU'RE scaring me Dr.Lecter I trusted you, at least now I know my mistake."
"It was never a mistake." I tell her. "I would never hurt you or our children." I tell her.
She shakes her head. "It was a mistake, your a mistake! You should have been killed that day instead of your sister!" She yells at me.
I looked at her hurt before her eyes widened and she stared at me. "I-I'm so-sorry!" She said as I looked down at the ground.
I know she is just upset. She is also still hormormal from nursing. So this news is making her act irrational. I bring her to our room and sit her down on the bed. She is tense. I carefully start to lift Mischa and Abigail from her arms.
She looks at me shocked as she went to reach for them. "Don't worry (Name) I would never harm them." I said as the two smiled up at me.
They know I was calm. They had puffy eyes from crying though. They know that I would never hurt them or their mother. I place them in their basinets that are in our room. I am not worried that (Name) will run. She would never leave our children no matter what. She loved them to much. Even if she was upset with me or confused she would never leave them.
I grab a sedditive. Knowing I may need this sooner or later.
"You killed Abigail. She was my daughter. Why do I not know you will not kill them?" She says.
"She wasn't your biological daughter, she got in the way of our real family" she looked at me shocked. "Don't say that! She was my daughter!"
"And they are not yours anymore!" She spat. "Your just a rapist."
"I am not a rapist!" I said raising my voice.
She scoffs.
I growled as I could feel my anger rise but she didn't mean any of what she said. What was happening was a lot to take in at once. I jabbed the seditive into her neck. She clawed at my hand and try to get it out. She started getting tired. She fell into my arms and looked up at me with eyes full of betrayal. I knew she would feel betrayed but I couldn't have her leave me or take our children and leave.
Plus if she turned me on I would not be able to protect her or our children. They wouldn't be safe in this cruel world. I know how dangerous it can be. All the murders and rapist. I scoffed, how could she call me a rapist. All I ever showed her was love. I pick her up bridal style and brought her down to my third basement. The first being A wine cellar, second my butchers and the third was empty.
Until I knew I was having kids. If they ever found out I would put the down here until I could trust them. I adjusted it two have a queen size bed. And two cribs, a rocking chair, all the things she would need. It even has a full bathroom and windows to our backyard. One way glass so no one could see into it. Or break it. It is kind of like a safe room. I would sleep with her down here so that she wasn't alone down here, I made sure it was comfortable done here, wooden floors and nice pastel paint on the walls and soundproofed too.
I lay her down and then go up to get the girls. They are sleeping and I knew they would be out for a while. I put a baby monitor in the room though. And have the other with me. While I take care of Jack since there is no cops here. No one else knows.