Title: Pieces of the Puzzle
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Table: 1drabble
Prompt: 10, Weakness
Author's Note: Sequel to "A Betrayal of Trust."
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.
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It was a weakness for him to need to remember the past.At least that was what he'd been trying to tell himself, though he'd been failing miserably at convincing himself of that, Will thought with a soft sigh.
He shouldn't have such a need to know exactly what was in his past. He should be able to make peace with it, and to let it go. After all, Hannibal was behind bars now, and he was being punished for his crimes -- though in Will's eyes, that punishment wasn't nearly harsh enough.
But he couldn't harm any more innocent people, and that was the important thing. Hannibal Lecter would never kill anyone else again.
He'd made sure of that. He'd put Hannibal in prison.
He hadn't been back again, though there had been times when he'd wanted to. When his rage had built up within him to the point where he wanted to scream it out.
He had wanted to go to the prison, to confront Hannibal, to scream and rage and demand that this monster tell him all that had happened, to fill in all of the blanks that were still in his mind, in excruciating detail. He had wanted to beat Hannibal to a bloody pulp.
But of course, he hadn't done that. He wasn't Hannibal. He wasn't a killer, and he didn't accomplish his desires through brute force. He was a civilized man.
Was he right? Was it a weakness to have this need to know exactly what had happened, to have all the pieces of the puzzle fitting neatly together in his mind?
He didn't really think so. He was sure that anyone who had been put through all that he had would want to know the truth. No one wanted to have gaps in their memory, things that had been done to them that they couldn't reconcile with their waking world.
Hannibal had forced so much on him, and he had been naive enough and blind enough to let it happen. But he was seeing much more clearly now.
Maybe, in some ways, being in jail had helped him.
It had certainly shown him just what Hannibal was, Will told himself wryly. Only behind bars had his thoughts become clear, had he been given glimpses behind that mask.
Glimpses that he had been too blind to see when he had erroneously believed that Hannibal was his friend. Well, he wasn't blind any longer, Will told himself firmly. That so-called "friendship" was no longer a weakness, or a hindrance to discovering the truth.
Just as wanting to know the truth wasn't a weakness. He simply needed to know, to have all the pieces of his life fitting back together neatly, where they belonged.
Whether that would ever happen was another question entirely.
Somehow, he didn't think it would.
But he was going to try his utmost to see that it did.
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