Inquires of The Truth

X looked at Magey as they followed Sherlock out, the consulting scientist quickly called Erus to tell her of what happened as they walked. They ended up only walking halfway before they were picked up by Athena. And to contest just how worried the youngest Holmes truly was, he didn't even sneer at the woman. Magey scrambled in as she two called someone. 

Scottland, UK.

Laurance was sitting down with his parents and the Ponds. Rory was trying to figure out more on the biology of certain alien spices while Amy was nicely chatting with his Pa. It was peaceful for once( well about as peaceful as it can be with their house), but that peace was interrupted but his dad's phone ringing. Jack looked up from his laptop( he was chatting with Mickie Smith and Gwen Copper). He quickly pulled out the phone as he answered," Captain Harkness speaking." 

"Jack it's Magey, hate to bother you really, but it's about HIM. At least that's what I can tell, anyways. Look, just have someone come down to London, to Baker Street if possible. Also, see if that Dr Willams is available. He's a good start for this," Magey told the immortal. Jack frowned before asking," Slow do a bit there, Mage... What happened? And what douse it have to do with HIM?" 

Laurance stiffened before glancing at his dad who nodded softly before leaving the room. 

Magey sighed," You know that Moriarty character that's been tormenting Sherlock and Mycroft in the recent years?" 

"Yes..." 

"Well, apparently he's the one who set up those false files of Saxon's existence. I suspect he got some sort of chemical or something from him in return." 

The immortal frowned before asking," How are we just now finding this out?"

"Sherlock's flatmate, Dr Watson? Moriarty kidnapped him around 11:30 tonight if what Merlin and Arthur say are current, We've just now gotten over with his recuse... X shot him in the foot." 

"Wh... never mind. What's happened then?" Jack asked feeling that there was more to tell. 

"He was doused up with something, running a fever, shaking, and he's out cold. Sherlock also said something about him feeling like you do to him. Wattson's ara's changed some too. It's like he's no longer human," Magey finished explaining. Jack frowned as he asked," Did you find a vial of the stuff?" 

"A nearly empty one, it about a little more than a millilitre left in the vial. Just enough for X to examine it," She replied. Jack nodded as he headed back out to the living room and asked," And the colour of this liquid?" 

"Seemed to be like a bronzy brown." 

Jack sighed," Right, I am going to hook you up with the conference I was in later today, Micky and Gwen will decide who's going down. I might head down myself in a few days if it doesn't clear up any. Laurance wanted to stop by the shops anyways. Something about a bussnies oprerienty with Pansy and Hermoine. Do we need The Doctor?" 

The Doctor looked towards his partner his acute hearing picked up Magey's voice from the other end," No, best not. Not when it involves this... could bring up some questionable things." 

He frowned as did Jack before Magey ended the call. 

The two Ponds had been relatively quiet through the extache but now Amy asked," Who was that?" 

" Magey Anferwol, an old friend of ours. Called about The Doctor's pseudo nephews," Jack explained. The Doctor frowned," Sherlock or Mycroft?"

"Both in a way, but mostly Sherlock," Jack said before starting up the conference again and relaying the information Magey had given him. Laurance frown as he asked," This Moriarty worked with Saxon?"

The room froze. It was the first time since the events had passed that Laurance had called the man by any name. Jack slowly nodded and Laurance's frown deepened," Why did X only shoot his foot?" 

The normally passive genius's question hit the others like a rockslide as Jack told him," Think it had to do with the fact that she just wanted to be sure he didn't return too soon." 

His son nodded as he stood up and twirled on his heel and apparated. Both Amy and Rory just shook their heads( having gotten used to the apperation and dissipation over the two months they've been with the Harkness-Golds).

Meanwhile: Baker Street, London

The limo pulled up to Baker street and Sherlock( with help from X and Mage) got John up to a bed( If it was Sherlock's, it was because that room was the closest). Once the blond had been situated in the bed, the three of them heard the tell-tale sound of a time router. Sherlock looked out towards the living room as an old pre-world war one wardrobe( that looked lossly like the one in The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe) appear in the prudentially empty slot in the room. The door swung open and a person with long hair that was half tan half green and blue, pale-skinned with one green one blue eye. They wore a band tee and red leather jacket and skinny blue jeans. As they walked out of their TARDIS they turned to their son, their daughter's girlfriend, and one of their oldest friends. They took their hands out from their pockets and hummed," What's the verdict?" 

"Haven't tested anything yet, mind if I use your lab?" X asked. The Professor nodded as they walked fully out of their TARDIS before turning to their son," Sherlock, what happened?" 

"Mummy... Moriarty." 

They hummed as X took the nearly empty vial into the TARDIS. They walked towards Sherlock's room then went in as they asked," Ye all called the others?" 

"I called Tenebris, Merlin and Jack." 

 They nodded before pulling a red pen looking sonic from their pocket and scanned John's unconscious body as they asked," How long has he been like this?" 

"Nearly an hour, now. He was starting to sweat before he did, struggle breathing, easy euphoria," Sherlock told them. The Professor frowned as they replied," Any memories sprung up on your part, Sherlock?" 

"Year that wasn't...." Was all he answered with. They nodded before they slipped the sonic pen into their pocket before sighing," He'll need a doctor. I'll make a few calls as well." 

" I asked for Dr Willams." 

"Good. It's a good starting place for him. Sherlock, I need to speak with you as well as X when she is done with what she is doing. And Mage, best take some rest tonight." 

The first mage nodded as she left and the two Gallifreyans walked back into the TARDIS.   

That Moring: London

Laurance reappeared in Graystone Walk and walked over to the Twinsy Wezzeys( as they couldn't do Weasley Wezzeys as the Twins were no longer Weasleys) where George, Fred, Victor and Charlie where. He walked in and smiled at the newest generation of Hogwarts students and at Draco who was talking to a magical from America( a certain, BSU CSI) who both smiled at Laurance from where the talked. He noticed Colin Crevey and his brother where arguing by the powdered darkness stones, Rose and Bku's cousins were in a loud argument with Ginny and Ronald, while an arour( Tonks, Laurance's mind supplied) tried to break the five up. He walked up the spiral platformed stairs up to the flat included in the shop. Once there he knocked on the door and waited. As he waited he watched Tonks escort the only two Weasleys left( Molly her self had been killed by a Leviathan only two months before). The door opened and George smiled at him.

"Tick... Thought you were in Scottland, what's going on?" He asked.

" Can I come in?" Laurance asked. 

"Always..."

The two walked into the flat and Laurance sat down at the round table inside the kitchenette, while George started a pot of tea. The redhead looked to his boyfriend and asked," Are you alright?" 

"I've been worse. It's about Saxon, in a way." 

George stilled slightly as he finished the pot of earl grey and poured them both a cuppa. He passed the cup over to Laurance before asking," What's happened?" 

Laurance then proceeded to tell him what had happened. When he was done, George looked at him and asked," Are you going to help him?" 

"I am not sure I could. I know I should try, but I don't think I could." 

"You don't have to, Laur..." George reminded him as he sipped his cuppa. Laurance nodded then he changed the topic," I have an appointment with Dr Lector tomorrow. I'd like you to come." 

"He's in Boston right?" 

"Yes." 

"Alright." 

November 2ed, 2013; Boston, Marland: Hannibal's Office

Will sat across from Hannibal in his office as he said," At night I sometimes leave the lights on in my little house and, just walk across the flat fields and when I look back from a distance, the house is like a boat on the sea, it's really one of the few times that I feel safe." 

Hannibal nodded as he asked," And the other times?" 

He said nothing for a short while before saying," I think you know the answer to that already, Dr Lector." 

Hannibal watched as the younger ravenstag smirked as he asked," You never told me if you liked my gift?" 

Hannibal tilted his head and said," You would know if I didn't." 

 Hannibal watched Will leave with a decision in mind. He then left the building and head to his own house. He had perpetrations to finish. 

Once home he headed down to the cold storage and picked up a fresh heart as well as a womb from his offering storge. He then grabbed the ingredients for the curried meat Ambrosia. As he worked he also pruned his Arbutus, red and pink Camellias, Forget-me-not, Gardenia, White Heather, Ivy, Coral Rose and Peony( he also cut those flowers to put in a bouquet { I.E he's using the language of Flowers} to give to Will). 

Once he had finished with the meal and grabbed some sausages for Will's dogs, his gifts were ready he left for Wolf Trap. 

Wolf Trap, Virginia

Hannibal pulled up to Will's house and brought out his gifts. He smirked as he walked into Will's two-story house and gave the sausages to the pack of dogs then placed the dish inside his refrigerator with a handwritten note. He placed the bouquet of flowers on Will's bedstand before sending a wave of his own power across the building. Like a wolf or wild cat marking his territory. It would persist for days. 

  Port Haven Psychiatric facility

Tenebris and Nixi sat with Abigail in the garden of the Facility with Alana Bloom as Abigail stated," I can hide what happened to me. All I need is a scarf to pass." 

Tenebris nodded as Alana counted," Hiding what happened to you defeats the purpose of being here. Sharing will help normalize." 

"I'm not normal..." Abigail said the softly added," Not anymore." 

Tenebris smirked lightly as she hitted," What happened to you was abnormal." 

Abigail nodded as she mumbled," Someone here asked me if I kept my stained clothes." 

Nixi twitched as she asked," How did that make you feel?"

"Like I wanted to go home." 

Tenebris nodded," You will, I've talked to some lawyers and they agree that it's probably best for you to stay with Dr Lector or Mr Graham." 

Alana frowned but didn't say anything else on the matter as Tenebris said," I actually have an appoint with Dr Lector in an hour about that." 

Tenebris appeared in the office of Hannibal with a smile," So much for the Opera, Dr Lector." 

"So much indeed. Interesting date with Abigail?"

"Yes... Between the grief work and teaching her of our world, It's all on course. Yet it is hard to watch a bright young girl go adrift." 

Hannibal placed down is sketch pencil as he suggested," Perhaps it's time Abigail is released from clinical treatment?" 

"The papers just need to be signed for our mundanes, Samual has the rest decided." 

Hannibal nodded," Indeed." 

That Night( before Will was able to get home) 

"Tell me about your mother," Hannibal asked the brunet. Will huffed," Some lazy psychiatry, Doctor Lecter. Low Hanging fruit." 

"I suspect that fruit is on a high branch. Very difficult to reach."

Will hummed," So is my mother. Never knew her, and I only know one thing about her is that she wasn't quite human... found out that bit of information in '09." 

"An interesting place to start." 

"I'd ask you about your's but the Lector story is known to our world." 

Hannibal frowned slightly," Indeed, it is." 

"You have orphan in common with Abigail." 

"I think you'll discover that you and I have a great deal in common with her," Hannibal responded. Will hummed as he thought,' How long are we going to play this game of cat and mouse, Hannibal?' 

"Tell me, did your family have money, Will?" 

"No, we were poor. I followed my father from the boatyards of... Biloxi and Greenville, to the lake boats on Eerie. Only one friend my entire childhood, same kind of childhood for him, in a sense." 

Not letting the green monster called jealousy show, Hannibal added," Always the new boy at school, always the stranger." 

Will agreed," Always." 

"What grudge was Mrs Turner's killer harbouring against her?"

"A perverse version of Motherhood." 

Later that night: Wolf Trap, Virginia

Will felt the lingering presence of the dominant Ravenstag as soon as he drove onto his lands. He gripped his Volvo's steering wheel as the presence bared down on his submissive side. A low growl erupted from his throat as he pulled into his driveway and parked. He nearly crawled into his house, where the presence grew tenfold. He whined like a mutt in heat as he crawled the rest of the way to his bed. His dog pack stayed to the far of the room as the older ones, those who over the years had learned what their seeming alpha need, pulled large throw pillows from a set of shelves and into a makeshift nest on the ground next to the fireplace. 

Will's bones cracked and contorted as two sets of feathered antlers grew from his head and his hands flopped to the ground as clawed feet( that were similar to ravens) and his feet morphed and twisted into a set of elk like hooves. His face elongated into a stag's snout as his eyes shone a bright blue. 

The Stag snorted as he half padded half limped to the nest before bellowing loud enough the trees outside shook. Something silky and clear drizzled from under his tail and he whined again. It was too early for this... It wasn't even winter. Yet the pheromones of a dominant stag had led to this. 

He bent his legs in as he withered on the pillows and whined softly. If this was his mate's plan... he should've came to the nest with him. He growled out softly before bellowing again, this time even louder. The fear of being hunted down was long gone now. 

Beverly's house; Somewhere between Wolf Trap and Baltimore.

Gwen shook as she heard the sound of a ravenstag bellowing across the counties. The front door of the house opened as Bev walked into the living room and frowned," Gwen... should... whats... Are you okay?" 

"It's not coming from here if you're worried about that..." Gwen answered. Bev found," Will's never this careless though, and Stiles said that the new one wouldn't shift like this until the Worm moon." 

"It has to be Will then... There's only one way to find out," Gwen told her wife. Beverly sighed," Alright... but before you head that way, I'm calling the Hales and Stiliskie." 

The Huntress nodded as Beverly called up the Wolf pack.

McCall-Hale Pack "Cabin", Jefferson National Forest, Virginia

Cata yawned as Cora's phone went off. Reaching over her mate, and making sure not to disturb either her or her cub, Cata answered the phone," Hollo?" 

"Cata? Is Cora asleep?" The Campbell mistic asked. Cata carefully slipped out of the covers of their bed and walked down the loft stairs and out to the balcony before she replied," Yes... what's going on?" 

"Look I know it's late, but it's about Will, I think," Beverly replied. Cata frowned as she quoted," you 'think', Beverly, you can't call this late on the new moon with, you think. What the hell?" 

"Cata, he's shifted... Gwen wanted to head to Wolf Trap, but if what I've been feeling lately is any indication, He and Lector are in courting rituals..." 

"Fuck," The Werewolf cursed before sighing," Alright... must be a realise of too many pheromones. Where is Dr Lector now?" 

"Baltimore." 

Cata was silent before she growled at," Are you fucking kidding? Give me ten minutes." 

She hung up before Bev could answer her and rushed back into the cabin and hastily scrawling out a note for Cora to read before storming out of the room and up to her alpha pair's.

Stiles was laying curled up with a fully shifted Derek on top of their covers when Derek's ears perked up and the wolf's head turned to the door. Only seconds later a loud knock echoed across the room. Stiles frowned as he switched off the TV and answered," Cata... come in." 

Cata stormed into the room with an expression he had only seen once on the beta carrier's face. Derek bounded off of his lap and into the master bath before coming out in a tank top and shorts. He folded his arms and gestured for her to talk.

"I'm heading to Wolf Trap for a few hours. Someone need's to talk some fucking sense into Count Lector." 

Stiles looked at her and demanded," What happened?" 

"That's what I intend on finding out."