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Title: Justified
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Author's Note: Sequel to "Insidious Weakness."
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.


"So you saw the same vision again?" Hannibal asked, concern in his voice.

Will nodded, swallowing hard. "It's coming to me more often now. And it gets bloodier every time. Not just me dead under a sheet, but covered with blood."

It was a vision that he never wanted to see again, one that unnerved him each time it played out before his mind's eye. It was getting worse with time; in the last dream that had jolted him awake, there had been stab wounds all over his naked body.

There had been blood. So much blood, and all of it his. He had been lifeless, his body merely a husk that had once held all that he was.

He couldn't stop an involuntary shudder.

"Will." Hannibal was leaning towards him, his dark eyes fixed on Will's face. "You are not seeing your own death. This is not a premonition."

"How do you know that?" Will asked, unable to stop his voice from rising. He could feel panic rising in him as well, a panic that he couldn't hold back. It was ridiculous to feel this way, but it had been building for a while now, and it was beginning to break its bounds.

The panic was going to overtake him, and he was going to have a breakdown, right here in front of the man who was his psychiatrist.

Well, at least he was in the right place for a breakdown, with the right person, he thought. There wasn't any better place to be when it happened than with his shrink.

Surprisingly, the thought brought a semblance of calm to him, and he was able to take one deep breath, then another. If he did have a panic attack, Hannibal would be here to stop it. Hannibal would know how to deal with it, and he'd make everything better.

For the moment, he was putting himself into Hannibal's hands. He was trusting this man to guide him, to help him step back from a dangerous ledge.

He was letting Hannibal take the reins.

That wasn't easy for him, letting someone else take control. But in this case, he didn't feel that he had a choice. Hannibal would know what to do.

"I know," Hannibal said simply, drawing him out of his thoughts. "I know, Will, because I don't believe that you are going to succumb to that sort of attempt on your life. You would fight back, and I know you well enough to believe that you would be the victor."

Will had to smile a little at those words. No matter what he might think of himself and his capabilities, this man believed in him. It gave him a surge of strength.

He would just have to hope that such a belief was justified.