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Title: See Me As I Am 2
By: Wereleopard58
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Series: 1) See Me As I Am
A/N: This is starting to become more AU.
Summary: Hannibal and Will feel connected in a way that they have never felt with anyone else.

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"He's insane." Freddie quickly added.

Will stood in the hospital room upset because this damn reporter had just called him insane in front of Abigail. It was bad enough he'd killed her dad. It didn't matter that he'd been a murderer. If only they were here first, this could've been avoided. Will needed help, and that came from the man next to him. He could feel the heat coming from Hannibal, and he was so relieved not to be here by himself.

Hannibal glanced at Will he could see the tension in the tightness of his jaw. How dare this woman talk about Will like that? He wanted her gone, and it had better be now. He forced back the feeling to bring out his recipe cards and find an exceptional dish for her. She knew nothing about his friend and the battles he fought every day. "I think you'd better leave." He whispered, "I'd love to have you for dinner."

They waited until Freddie left before they began their conversation.

"This is Dr Lecter, do you remember us?"

Abigail glanced at the two men. "I remember you. You killed my dad."

It was such a simple statement, and it broke his heart. Will wanted to help and protect her, but why would she let him near her. He heard Hannibal ask if Abigail wanted to go for a walk. He'd just have to wait to see what happened. Even if she didn't want him around, he would still help somehow. Hannibal would help, so that eased that worry a little, what would things be like now if he'd met Hannibal instead of Alana? There was no romantic interest between him and her. He couldn't even say they were friends, even though she pretended. Alana was way interested in studying him, like most psychologists. They hadn't really wanted to get to know him or to help. Not that they could do much. Just like in everything else Hannibal was different he seemed to accept him, problems and all. Hannibal leaned closer and gently touched Will's elbow.

"Everything's going to be okay, trust me."

"I do Hannibal, I do." He replied automatically

Hannibal watched Will's face intently as he said that killing was the ugliest thing in the world. To him that was a lie, there were many worse things in his opinion. It was clear, to him anyway, that Will didn't mean it either. There was more to it, for some it was more intimate. He desperately wanted to see what will felt as he killed, to talk about it afterwards why the body still lay there. One day he was sure they would and then share a romantic dinner afterwards.

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Hannibal needed to get Will away from this horrible woman. She was disrespectful. Her rudeness pushed Freddie Lounds to near the top of his list of people who needed to pay for lack of manners. "Now is not the time Miss Lounds," and it never would be if Hannibal had his way. Having her for dinner was slowly becoming more of a reality in his mind. Fear did give the meat a different flavour he would have to do an experiment to see if other things did. Fear seeped into everything in a human body. An analysis of a multitude of different emotions might be a wonderful experiment. He could through a dinner party and see what kind of emotion people loved to eat more. It would be an excellent theme.

"Miss Lounds... it's not very smart to piss off a guy who thinks about killing people for a living." He knew that this would come back and bite him in the ass, but it would be so worth it. That flash of fear in her eyes was the best payment he could ever receive. Having a reputation like his did help at times.

Hannibal kept his face neutral looking when all he wanted to do was smile and laugh. Hearing Will threaten her was more exciting than he ever imagined. He shifted a little as he tried to become more comfortable. His trousers had started to feel a little tighter. He took some slow breaths to calm himself, now was not the time to show Will how incredibly attractive he found the other man, especially not in front of a reporter. If he did anything, Freddie Lounds would have one hell at an exclusive. He was still tempted though.

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Alana shook her head as Crawford, Will and Hannibal started to talk. She'd brought in her fellow psychiatrist thinking that he would agree with her. He was more than a mentor, a colleague at least she felt so. If he only gave them a chance she and Hannibal could be so great together. Alana didn't like the way he stuck up for Will. He was just supposed to be interested in the profiler's mind and nothing more. She pretended to be his friend, so when they talked, when she observed Will he wouldn't be so defensive. Abigail was just another tool to be used. Alana wanted to see how Will reacted when he really connected with someone. It was only meant to be the girl and not the psychiatrist. Something was going to have to be done. After Crawford made his decision, it was time for her to take some action.

"Hannibal, I think we should take some time and talk alone." Alana smiled over at him.

"I can't I am busy at the moment." Hannibal turned to Will, "are you ready to leave?"

"I am and thank you for offering to cook dinner for me."

"He is amazing in the kitchen." Crawford laughed.

This was when Will's imagination was not helpful, he wondered what else Hannibal would be good at in the kitchen.

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Just listening to Will talk to Abigail at her homemade Hannibal want to reach out and let the man he had feelings for and let him know he wasn't alone. Hannibal gulped back those words and forced his body to remain where it was.

"I'm here." He whispered, and he felt a little better when Will turned and smiled at him.

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Alana looked down at her reflection. The full-length mirror showing all of her naked body and now was the time for her to push her relationship with her beloved mentor. There was no way he could say no.

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Every time Will did his profiling Hannibal wanted to reach out and hold him, to tell him he wasn't alone. He never expected to care so much, or to find him so distractingly attractive.

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Will twisted and turned his heart pounded. His eyes suddenly opened. He tried to take deep calming breaths. He climbed out of bed; he pulled off his now wet t-shirt. He walked towards the windows and opened the curtains and looked out. His cock was still hard from the sexual dream he just had.

"Hannibal" Will whispered, and desperately wished then they were together.

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