I do not own Hannibal. I only own Simone Hale and her mother.

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The next few cases that I had to help Will with passed without too many incidents. However, Jack was beyond furious that I would no longer give him all the answers. He almost seemed to be losing his grasp on when he was pushing too much, but the man would not stop. Will was continuing to slip away from reality because of his brain deteriorating, and it was painful to watch him blackout and forget what he had done for hours.

Hannibal hosted more dinner parties for Will and Alana, even Jack and his wife. It was awkward to be there for most, but I was slowly getting used to watching other people unknowingly eat other people. I never thought I would be able to actually get used to that. Hannibal and I's relationship has progressed, it's progressed even faster since Jack took away my apartment. I just moved in with Hannibal and so did Scout. I almost broke Jack's nose when he tried to take away my little puppy, and Scout almost ripped Jack's arm off as well.

If somebody was an outsider looking in then they would say everything was perfect, but it was far the opposite. Hannibal had been tenser lately, and I knew why when I saw the vision of him putting the female FBI agent's arm with a phone in a planetarium or something. Jack was losing his mind as well because of the Chesapeake Ripper, who I happily snuggled up to at night.

"You enjoy this?" I questioned Hannibal in the morning after Jack had found the arm. I knew Hannibal was playing with the FBI, but the saddest part he was playing Will.

The small smirk on Hannibal's face was answer enough, but worry grew inside at the thought that there was a small chance he would be discovered. He could not be discovered now, important things would be ruined if he was. His smirk disappeared when he saw the worry that graced my face.

"Simone, what's bothering you?" he questioned softly as he stood from his meal of sausage and eggs. He gently placed his hands on my shoulders and kissed the top of my head.

"I can't tell you yet. I'll tell you after tonight's vision plays out. I know you're annoyed I won't tell you, but I just can't," I said and felt him squeeze my shoulders in annoyance at the end. It would ruin everything if I told him the vision I saw that would occur tonight. "I just hope Will's fate isn't the exact same," I thought sadly before leaving the dining area to get dressed. I would be spending the day with Alana because she knew my important plans, and she had some great ideas.

The drive to Alana's house was stressful still since Hannibal was stressing over today's vision, which he still had no clue. He was also a bit worried about me since I had been acting weird and being secretive around him. Bad thing was he couldn't scare me anymore. My attitude would snap out lately if he was trying to be all sexy and scary.

He dropped me off to a bubbly Alana, and he gave me a sweet kiss before he drove away. I smiled and waved at the disappearing car before Alana pulled me into an excited hug.

"He has no idea, does he?" Alana practically shrieked.

"He wouldn't be acting like that if he did, but I can't tell him yet. I will when it's right, but not yet," I thought before she led me into the house and we spent the rest of the day flipping through magazines and watching shows. It was nice to have a girl's day, but I was mainly here to give her the support she would need later.

My vision came true just as predicted later that night. The snow had finally settled for the most part and I saw the fake Chesapeake Ripper slowly making his way towards the house. The smile on the man's face seemed almost forced in a way. As if he was just a pawn in a large game of chess. However, the saddest part is that Will was about to become the biggest pawn in the game.

I watched in silence as Will shot the man, who crumbled to the snow without a fuss or a yell. Alana froze when she heard the gunshot. I walked closer to the window to watch as she ran out into the freezing weather only wearing a thing cardigan and pants. My eyes wanted to close so badly as the vision from the other night showed Will giving a sad smile before shooting himself in the head. The resounding scream of Alana broke my heart every time I saw the vision.

Will's smile made my heart jump as he saw Alana rushing towards him. He moved to put the gun to his head and he would have fired, but the vision changed in this reality. Alana screamed that she loved him, screamed she loved him no matter what, and she wanted him to stay here with her or she would follow him. She finished it with that glare where she means whatever she says.

"Thank god," I muttered covering my face as Will lowered the gun and then tossed it away when Alana tackled him into a passionate kiss. "Bad part is what comes next," I whispered before seeing Jack and Hannibal appear looking unhappily or sadly at Will. I knew Hannibal was just acting, but Will would soon be put in an asylum for the criminally insane soon.

I met the others outside with anything I had brought with me earlier, and I was soon pulled into a comforting hug by Hannibal. I was upset for Will, but I was no longer allowed to feel truly sorry for him. I had more pressing issues to think about now. I gave one last smile to Will because I knew I would not see him again. The others would, but I would probably never see Will in person again. I went to turn away and get in the car, but a terrified scream from Will made me freeze.

Will was shakily pointing at my stomach looking beyond terrified. His eyes were wide and he was gasping for breath. His finger never kept pointing at me even when he fell back unconscious.

"It's ok, he's just had a rough night, don't mind him," Hannibal whispered to me softly as he made me get in the car, and he drove us home.

"Hannibal, please take Scout out for a walk," I said and he just nodded. He and Scout had become good friends, and walks were mainly just their thing anyways. When he disappeared, I got to work setting up what I had been planning all day with Alana. I stood nervously in the living room as I waited for the front door to open and Hannibal to return with Scout. The lights were off in the room, but small candles sat on a table in front of me.

"Simone," Hannibal called out questionably before flipping on the lights. I smiled brightly as his surprised gasp. His eyes were wide before softening when he saw me holding two little baby booties in my hands.

"Do you think they'll need to be pink or blue shoes?" I whispered softly since he was still in shock.

"Any color is wonderful," he said before picking me up to twirl me around before kissing me. "We're having a baby," he kept repeating as he held me close before leaning down and kissing my stomach. "Well, how do you feel about having this young one in Florence?" he questioned me and I already knew it was coming.

There would be no way I could safely stay here while the chaos erupts with Will and Hannibal. "I'd love to go to Florence, but only if you don't make me stay over there too long by myself," I told him and his comforting smile made my heart skip a beat. My heart was still skipping beats either happily or sadly as I said my goodbyes and disappeared to Florence. I had a beautiful home in the middle of the city waiting for me, and it was near the local University as well. I had a feeling Hannibal would be teaching there when he joined me.

A few months passed and I was starting to show a bit. The mornings in Florence were some of the most beautiful I had ever seen as the sun danced upon the gorgeous architecture. However, none of that could truly compare to what I heard the morning I reached three months, "Hello Simone," came from the doorway as well as the dangerous and gorgeous Hannibal with a suitcase of luggage and a fedora on his head.

The End