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Title: A Happy Future
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.


A week. Only one more week, and he would be married to Will.

Lee stared at himself in the bathroom mirror, feeling a slight tremor go through his body. It didn't seem possible that in just a week's time, he would be a married man.

He wanted this more than he had ever wanted anything in his life. He wanted to be married to Will, for their future to be assured, for them to live happily ever after.

Only for him, a happy ever after wasn't guaranteed. A happy future wasn't something he had ever felt that he could look forward to -- at least not since he'd found out about the cancer. That cloud was always hanging over his head like the sword of Damocles.

What would he do if the tiny thread holding that sword immobile were to break, and the sword fell on them? There would be nothing that he could do to stop it.

So far, the treatments seemed to be working well for him -- but that had happened in the past, too. Treatments could always stop working, at any time.

He couldn't get that worry out of his mind.

Lee sighed softly, closing his eyes and gripping the edge of the sink until his knuckles turned white. He shouldn't think like this. It was a defeatist attitude.

He had to believe that this treatment would be the one to work. He had to stay positive, especially now that his wedding was so close.

Happiness was within his grasp; he couldn't let himself sink into melancholy and look on the dark side of things. He had to stay focused on all the positive things in his life; if he didn't, then he would end up dragging Will down with him, and he didn't want that.

Was he doing the right thing by marrying Will?

The thought sent a chill down Lee's spine. He didn't want to have any doubts about being with the man he loved for the rest of their lives, but the question needed an answer.

His time might be limited. These treatments might not keep working. Will might marry him, and then lose him far too quickly. That would break Will's heart.

The last thing he wanted was to destroy the only person he'd ever truly loved.

But if they didn't get married, if they called it off, then this disease that he was afflicted with would have won. After all, to quote Shakespeare, wasn't it better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all? Wasn't it far better for Will to have had that love in his life?

If they called everything off, then Will would have to live with a lot of what ifs. He didn't want that, either. What he wanted was for them to live a long and happy life together.

He couldn't know for sure if that would happen, but then, neither could any couple who got married. Life didn't come with any iron-clad guarantees.

They had to take the chance, and hope that it would pay off.

If he wanted a happy future with Will, then he couldn't let himself get cold feet a week before the wedding. He couldn't let himself turn away from that future.

Yes, he was afraid that things wouldn't go the way he wanted them to. But everything anyone did in life was a risk. He had to grab onto his chance for happiness.

He'd let despair overtake him far too many times before he had found Will; he wasn't going to do it again. He wasn't going to let himself give up this time. He hadn't done it before; he'd always pulled himself out of the depression it was all too easy to fall into.

This time, he had more of a reason than ever to get himself out of any depression. He had a happy future ahead of him, one that he intended to hold on to.

If it turned out that the treatments wouldn't keep working, then he would find another. He wouldn't give up. He had too much to live for now, too much of a future.

Will wouldn't want him to give up. Will would want him to fight.

He would do just that, Lee thought, straightening up and squaring his shoulders. He would fight for that happy future, fight for his right to a life with the man he loved.

He would fight for Will. He would fight against whatever fate had decided to give him cancer, and he would win. No one who wanted a happy future as much as he did, as much as Will did, could be denied that future. They would fight, and together, they would prevail.

There was no reason not to believe that he and Will could have that happy future. He just had to hold on to that belief, and make it a part of his life.

Fate couldn't be so cruel as to tear the two of them apart. Not now.

Lee smiled at himself in the mirror, his confidence returning. They would have that happy future. They would live a long and happy life, and fall even more in love.

In a week's time, they would be married. And that would make him the happiest, as well as the luckiest, man in the world. A man with a wonderful future ahead of him.