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Title: A Treasured Gift
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Will Graham/Lee Fallon
Fandom: Hannibal/The Big C
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the lovely Will Graham or Lee Fallon, unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while. Please do not sue.


Will hoped that the surprise he had for Lee would be appreciated.

He wasn't entirely sure what had possessed him to do this, but he'd wanted to do something for Lee, to give him something that expressed .... well, love.

Maybe this wasn't the kind of gift that would spell "love" to most people, but to Will, it seemed like one of the best ways to express his feelings that he could possibly have thought of.

It had been a spur-of-the-moment decision, but one he was now glad he'd made.

He looked down at the puppy sleeping in the basket, smiling as he petted the little dog's head. He hadn't been sure about this, but once he'd seen her, he hadn't been able to resist.

Another dog added to the menagerie they already had wouldn't hurt anything, he told himself. And this would be Lee's dog. The others had been Will's before Lee had come into his life; he wanted his boyfriend to have a pet that he could call his own.

Lee loved dogs; he had often told Will about the two dogs he'd had when he was a child, one when he was a little kid and the other in his teenage years.

Getting him a puppy couldn't be a bad idea. Not at all.

Besides, he'd read in a magazine that it could give people who were under a great deal of stress comfort just to be able to pet a cat or a dog. So that was a good thing, too.

Really, that was what had made him decide that he needed to get Lee a pet. He knew that his boyfriend enjoyed having the other dogs around; he never started a day out without petting all of them, and he even liked having one of the smaller dogs sit in his lap while he was reading.

So having his own puppy would bring a lift to Lee's spirits -- or, at least, that was the plan, Will told himself. He just hoped that his gift had the requisite effect.

The puppy raised her head and yawned just at the moment that Will heard Lee's car door slam outside. He smiled, petting the little dog again.

He waited to turn his head until Lee came in; his boyfriend didn't look overly tired today, as he had for much of the past couple of weeks. He sent up a silent prayer of thanks for that; Lee would be in a good mood, and the gift of a puppy was certain to go over well.

"Somebody wants to meet you," he said softly as Lee walked around the couch and stood staring down at the little dog. "She's been waiting for the last couple of hours."

Lee's eyes widened as his gaze took in the puppy.

"Is she .... mine?" he asked, kneeling by the couch and laughing as the small dog enthusiastically licked his face. "Will, did you get her for me? I love her!"

"I thought you would," Will said softly, smiling as he watched his boyfriend with his new puppy. This had been the right thing to do; he could already see a bond between Lee and the puppy, and when the other man raised his face to look at Will, his smile glowed.

"You'll have to pick out a perfect name for her," Will murmured, blinking back happy tears. "A name that she'll be proud to have, and one that fits her."

"Treasure," Lee said softly, looking into Will's eyes. "Her name is Treasure."

The name seemed to hang in the air, to roll on Lee's tongue as he pronounced the two syllables. And when their eyes met, Lee's gaze said all that Will needed to know.

This puppy would be loved and cherished, simply because Will had given her to Lee. She would indeed be treasured, by both of them.

Will looked down at the puppy with a smile. Somehow, that name couldn't have seemed more perfect.