Chapter 30
(Name's) POV)
I woke up to the sound of Abigail and Mischa crying. I sprung up, perhaps it was just a horrid nightmare but the sickly feeling I got showed that it was not. I walked over to the two as I could tell they were hungry. I sighed as I sat down on the rocking chair and removed my shirt and my bra. I take them in my arms and start nursing them. I then started to cry. I realized I was in the safe room Hannibal showed me. I knew he probably adjust it so I can't get out. Mischa and Abigail look up at me worried. I smiled and kissed their foreheads. The gurguled and contiue sucking. I knew this is not there fault. It is Dr. Lecter's fault. Though if it was not for him. I wouldn't have these two.
And I loved these two with all my heart and all of my being. I held them close when I heard Hannibal walk in. He walked up and knelt beside me. I didn't look at him through. I kept my attention on Mischa and Abigail. I had to protect them they were what I had to protect from this monster.
"(Name), dear... Look at me." He says.
I ignore him.
He sighed and tilted my head in his direction.
"(Name) please look at me."
I looked at him. I was tired of him. I only known of his true self for a couple of hours. I didn't want to know him anymore.
"You have to know I am doing all of this because I love you." He tells me. "I can't imagine a world without you in it. Or now a world without our children in it. I can't loose any of you. Not to anyone. I rather see this world burned than have you three taken away from me."
I looked at him he sounded so sincere an-no! I don't care! He killed people. Betrayed my trust and played me out to be an idiot!
"You played me like a damn puppet Hannibal..."
"I know... I am sorry. The thought of you with someone else made me so angry. I couldn't bare even the thought of it." He tells me.
He takes my left hand and kisses it. Right where the ring was. I hadn't taken it off for some reason. I don't know why I didn't but I still have it. Maybe because it seemed so important to the family itself. "You drugged me too!"
"I know it was stupid." He said. "I wanted you to feel better. You weren't eating! I couldn't have you hurting yourself!" He tells me.
"So you drugged me and took advantage of the fact I was drugged?" I asked as I was close to tears, mostly from fear, he never would raise his voice...
"I know I am a lousy man." He says stoking my hand. "Who dose not deserve a beautiful, kind, strong and caring women like you. I am sorry if I scared you..."
"I just... I want to go home." I said as I looked down at the two who were still feeding.
"You are home." He says. "Your with your husband and two daughters. It won't always be like this I promise."
"Of course, being locked in a basement is amazing and feels so homey knowing I'll be here and not be able to talk to anyone."
"I know this is hard. Once I can fully trust you not to tell anyone who I am. And accept the fact that we eat people. We can go back upstairs. We can be happy." He tells me. "You said there is not anything left in our way. There is, your acceptance. Remember for better or for worse."
I held down my glare as he was using my own words against me. Damn it! "Hannibal... I don't want to be down here and it's not healthy for me or the children to be down here."
"It won't be long I promise." He tells me. "I made sure everything will be fine. Six-months to a year at most."
Mischa and Abigail finish. He takes Abigail and places a spit up cloth on his shoulder. He burps her. Then switched with me, burping Mischa.
I didn't like him touching MY children "I want to be able to go outside Hannibal... How can I trust you if you won't trust me? This won't be a functioning relationship of that's what's gonna happen."
He sighed and Hands me Mischa. "Fine once a week. We go in the backyard for two hours. Have a picnic and play with Mischa and Abigail." He concedes.
I knew I was not getting more than that. Plus our backyard has a ten foot fence. No one would be able to see us. Plus both houses for neighbors are usually empty. Since they both travel a lot. I nod and he gets up. I am gonna go make lunch now."
I don't know wither it was for the act so he'd trust me or what... but I grabbed the back of his shirt and turned him around before pulling him down and kissing him hard. I think it was nerves and so that he'd trust me then, if he thought I still loved him I had a better chance right? I knew it was a risk but I had to do it. He pulled away and held me cheek in his hand. He kisses my lips gently than left. I growled in frustration that, that did not work. I then go and put my bra and shirt back on Abigail and Mischa stared up at me from the cribs. I smile at them.
They were so sweet and innocent in all that goes in in this world. I'd have to slowly get him to trust me again..
but I would make sure I get us out of here.
-Time Skip-
He opens the door and I am sitting rocking Mischa and Abigail. He was carrying to plates of food. I knew what was in the meat now. I tense slightly as I put Mischa and Abigail down for naps.
I look at them for a moment to help calm me down as I looked at Hannibal. "Do I sleep alone down here?" I asked softly.
"No I will be by your side at night. Just as I have been since you moved in." He tells me.
I nodded and walked over to the table. I did not know what to say or do. He smiled at me, it's as if he had no idea how insane this is, locking me in here! I sat down next to him as he kissed my cheek.
"You need to eat." He tells me. "You have not since this morning."
I slowly pick up the knife. I went for the side saled. Avoiding the meats. He seemed a bit hurt at the fact that I did that as I looked at the meat, God knows who it was... but I had a feeling... It was Jack. I looked at it then at Hannibal. I needed to gain his trust... and if he thinks I hate the lifestyle then it's going to be harder... I slowly cut off a piece of the meat.
I take it into my mouth and chew quietly. I could take it. It was probably back tears start to well up in my eyes as I took another bite. Soon I was singing though. Thoughts of Jack dead and My other eating my father.
He wraps his arms around me.
I tensed up and though I wished to lash out on him, yell, possibly even hit him I didn't, I just let him hold me.
"I know this is going to be hard." He whispers. "We just need to take our time. You don't have to rush yourself, babysteps."
I reluctantly nod. It sounded like he really cares about me. I had to shake myself out of that thought. I could not think he is like that. Not after all he has done, I couldn't think like that. I was still being forced to eat even if I didn't want to eat.
(Hannibal's pov)
I sat her down and fed her the meat. She ate slowly. I know this is hard for her. But she has to accept all this. No matter what I am doing to her. She will accept this sooner or later. After the plate is down I slip us into bed. She shakes slightly as I wrap my arms around her. She is my wife and I have to protect her just as I do my daughter's.