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Title: Reaching For the Stars
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Will Graham/John Reese
Fandom: Hannibal/Person of Interest
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 492
Author's Note: Sequel to "What Everybody Wants."
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 John Reese, unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while. Please do not sue.

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"You're reaching for the stars, John."

Harold voice came back to John as he strode along the pavement towards the bookshop to meet Will, and the memory of those words made him frown.

Was he reaching for the stars, trying to pull them out of the sky? Was he asking too much to hope that he and Will could have a relationship once this whole issue with Lecter was over? Was he hoping for too much for his future to think that Will might agree?

John resolutely pushed those thoughts away. He didn't need to focus on any "what ifs." He needed to keep thinking positively, believing that they did have a future.

The easiest thing to do would be to simply ask Will.

But he couldn't bring up something so personal, he told himself. Will might very well not feel the same. There was a good chance that he just saw John as a friend.

No, that wasn't what he'd seen in Will's eyes the last time they'd spoken -- those extraordinary blue eyes that seemed to look right through him, peeling back the layers of protection that he'd built up around his heart and stripping him bare, right down to the bone.

What he'd seen in those eyes told him that Will did feel the same way, that he hoped for a future for them just as much as John did.

Maybe he was reading too much into it, he told himself. Maybe he was being foolish to hope, and Harold was right. Maybe the stars weren't reachable.

And maybe he was just overthinking it all and inviting problems that didn't exist, he told himself firmly. Those stars weren't out of reach. He was determined to keep reaching for them, to pull one down and cradle it to him -- and then to offer it to Will, along with his heart.

He'd never thought in those terms before, not even when he'd been in love a long time ago, before the job that he'd taken on had changed his life forever.

No one had ever touched him in the way that Will had.

He liked the feeling that Will gave him. It was a feeling of peace, of security -- a feeling that he hadn't had in his heart in a very long time. He wanted it to stay.

It was possible. He had to believe that. He wasn't just reaching for the stars and dreaming impossible dreams that could never come true. He was tired of thinking that his dreams were all for nothing, and that he would be alone for the rest of his life. It was time to stop thinking in those terms.

John felt his spirits lift as he approached the bookshop. In just a few moments, he'd be in Will's presence again, and those stars would seem closer to him than ever.

He was going to keep reaching until he had one in his grasp.

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