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Title: Flying Blind
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Prompt: 8, Victory
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the lovely Hannibal Lecter or Will Graham, unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while. Please do not sue.
***Well, he was still here. That was a victory, in a way.
Will winced as he sat up in his hospital bed, suppressing a groan. It was going to take a while before he felt anything even approaching normal again.
Hannibal had left him for dead, assuming that he would bleed out right there next to Abigail's body, on the floor of the living room. But that hadn't happened; he hadn't counted on Jack using his cell to call the FBI, and to get people here fairly quickly.
Will had been told that it was touch and go with him for a while, but that he had finally stabilized and that he'd be fine. Eventually. Though no one knew how long that would take.
He heaved a sigh, closing his eyes.
At least he was still alive. That was a lot more than Hannibal had expected when the bastard had left him there. And he was one of the lucky ones.
He and Jack had survived, which was more than Abigail or Bloom could say. They were both buried now, nothing more than memories. Will hadn't been to their graves; he hadn't been able to get out of bed to go to either funeral. But he would make those graveside visits.
And he would avenge their deaths, he told himself grimly. He would make sure that Hannibal Lecter was brought to justice. It was his own personal mission now.
Of course, at this point, he had no idea where to start. Hannibal seemed to have disappeared into the ether, according to Jack and the FBI.
He was flying blind, with no clue as to where to begin searching. When he was recovered, he would go to Hannibal's house and start looking for clues there as to where he might have disappeared to, but Will didn't think that he would have left anything behind.
Though he had left in a hurry, Will told himself. So there might be a chance that he'd left some little inkling as to where he might have headed.
Still, he wasn't going to hope that he'd find anything useful there.
No, catching Hannibal would require that he use his brain more than relying on any physical clues he could find. He would have to pit himself against that monster once again.
This time, he would be the winner, Will vowed, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. In a way, he had come out on the winning side in their last major clash. He had been a survivor, which he was sure Hannibal hadn't expected. That would throw a monkey wrench into the bastard's plans.
He would know that Will was after him, and he would have to be cautious. And in the end, there was no way of knowing who would win the ultimate victory.
Will intended to make sure that he would be the winner.
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