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Title: Personal Revelations
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Will Graham/Everett Hobbs (Original Character)
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Table: 1drabble
Prompt: 7, Change
Author's Note: Everett's face is Benedict Cumberbatch.
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.


So much had changed, seemingly in the blink of an eye.

Everett looked up from where he sat on the couch as Will came down the stairs, a towel around his slender shoulders. He couldn't hold back a smile.

There was a light in Will's eyes that he hadn't seen there before, one that he could only attribute to the fact that he was a free man again. Everett didn't like the way that the "evidence" freeing Will had come about, but as long as he was out of prison, he wouldn't quibble over it.

Still, he couldn't help but be sure that Hannibal had been behind that evidence, just as much as he' had been behind the frame-up that had sent Will to jail.

This was a turnaround, a changer that Everett was wary of.

What was Hannibal's game? Why was he obviously trying to get Will out of trouble, proving his innocence when it would only lead the authorities to search for the Ripper again?

Hannibal had to know that he would eventually be caught. Sooner or later, he would make mistakes that would lead the FBI directly to his doorstep. They might not be listening to Will now when he said that his former friend was the Ripper, but at some point, they would.

Everett was worried for Will's safety, and unsure of just how far Hannibal would go to keep Will quiet about what he knew now that he was out of prison.

Was Will thinking about the same thing? Was he as worried about Hannibal's motives as Everett was, or was he just happy to be in his own home again?

He didn't want to ask, didn't want to wipe that look of contentment from Will's face. At some point, they'd have to talk about their next move -- and he would also have to tell Will about his past, and just why he had offered his services as Will's attorney.

Everett couldn't help but wonder how much that would change the dynamic of their relationship -- and if Will would even want to be with him once he found out.

He hoped that their budding relationship wouldn't be irrevocably destroyed.

Will sat down beside him, running a hand through his damp curls and turning to face Everett. The smile was already gone from his face, replaced by a serious expression.

"I think we need to talk," he said softly, reaching for Everett's hand. "I need to know why you're here with me, Everett. I need to know what brought you here, and how all of this started .I promise, I'm not going to judge you. But I have a right to know, before this goes any further."

Everett nodded slowly; he agreed with those words. Will did indeed have a right to know, and he owed it to this man to be completely honest.

He just hoped that any changes his personal revelations wrought would be good ones.