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Title: Practical Solutions
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Will Graham/Lee Fallon
Fandom: Hannibal/The Big C
Rating: PG-13
Table: 1drabble
Prompt: 40, Alternate Universe
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.


Why did life have to be so unfair?

Will sighed softly at the thought, wishing that he could just push it away and forget about it. But he knew that wasn't possible. He could never forget.

The fact that Lee was batting a terminal illness was a thought that was never far from his mind. It was a fight that his lover might not win, and that, too, was something that he could never keep out of his thoughts. It was always with him, as much as he wanted it not to be.

He hated the thought that Lee might be fighting a battle that couldn't possibly be won. And he hated that there was nothing he could do to help.

Oh, he did what he could. But somehow, it never seemed like enough.

Will didn't feel that he did enough for Lee. Being supportive was really all he could do; he couldn't help his boyfriend fight the effects of the experimental drugs he was taking.

There were times when those drugs helped Lee, and there were times when he was so weak that he had a hard time getting out of bed in the morning. The effects seemed to be up and down, good one day, bad the next; it was frustrating not to have them level off.

But at least they held out some hope; Lee's doctors had told him that he was getting slightly better in the last two times he'd seen them.

He wished that he could simply whisk them away from all this, obliterate their worries, take them into some kind of alternate universe where cancer didn't exist.

That would be perfect, wouldn't it? Will asked himself, propping his chin on his hand and staring off into a distant space that only he could see. Lee would be all right, strong and healthy, and they could just look forward to spending the rest of their lives together.

That was the problem with this world, wasn't it? he thought with a sigh. Lee would spend the rest of his life with Will -- but Will wouldn't spend the rest of his life with the man he loved.

Lee would be gone long before his own life was over and done.

The thought brought tears to his eyes, tears that he didn't feel he had the right to simply brush away. They were tears for Lee and their future, after all.

Those kinds of tears didn't deserve to be wiped away and forgotten about. They were tears cried from the heart, tears that told of love and hope and time. But he couldn't sit here and indulge them, as much as he wanted to. They were, in the long run, useless.

Maybe in that alternate universe he dreamed of, they would do some good. But here, what he and Lee both needed was hope, and practical solutions to their problems.

Solutions that didn't seem to be in the cards for them.