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Title: Oppressive Silence
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Prompt: 24, Silence
Author's Note: Sequel to "Not Haunted."
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.
***It was too quiet. The silence was .... eerie.
Will thought of it as the calm before the storm; he was just waiting for Hannibal to descend on him in all of that ravening fury, teeth and claws out.
The thought made him shudder; he didn't want to confront his enemy again. He didn't want to see Hannibal again, to look into those eyes and see the dead calm there, the emotionless, conscienceless eyes of a murderer who had no qualms about killing innocent people.
He had looked into those eyes before and thought that he'd seen a friend. How wrong he had been. How foolish he must have seemed to Hannibal.
And yet, Hannibal still seemed to feel that they had some kind of connection.
That was one thing he definitely didn't want, Will thought, shuddering again, this time with distaste. The last thing he wanted was a connection with that monster.
Yet in some ways, he was connected to Hannibal. He probably knew the man better than anyone else did, though he hated to admit that fact. He hated knowing that he'd been in such close contact with someone like Hannibal, and that he'd considered that monster a friend.
He had been so foolish; it had been easy for Hannibal to pull the wool over his eyes, and even to frame him for all of those murders. Far too easy.
His life had been completely ripped apart -- but he was slowly bringing himself back from the darkness that had swirled around him, step by careful step.
He was climbing out of the dark pit of despair that Hannibal had tried to consign him to -- and he wasn't going to let himself be pushed back into it. Hannibal wasn't going to defeat him. He'd tried so many times, and he'd never succeeded. Will wouldn't let him succeed.
Will clenched his fists at his sides, staring out into the woods around his house without really seeing anything. It was silent, almost deathly quiet.
That silence heralded some kind of explosion.
Will knew that he would be caught in the midst of that explosion, and that he had to be prepared for it. Though at the moment, everything seemed normal.
Normal? He almost wanted to laugh at the thought. Since when had anything in his life been normal once he had let Hannibal into his life? Normal was the last word he would use to describe how things had been going for him; it was a word that applied to others, but never to himself.
The silence seemed to close around him, enveloping him like a shroud. Yet another thing in his life that wasn't normal, Will reflected with a soft sigh.
The silence was oppressive, and he was ready for it to end.
He didn't doubt that the silence would soon come to an end -- though not in a way that he wanted.
Not in a way that would bring him any measure of peace.
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