The Eyes Have It

Will sat there staring at his phone. For a moment all he wanted to do was throw it, break it, break something. His rational brain kicked in telling him no, he would need it should Mason contact him again. He had to get to Hannibal's. He threw on his coat, grabbed his .45 from his desk and loaded the clip. He sped the entire way. He pounded at Hannibal's door. He knew it was late but at this point, he didn't care. Hannibal opened the door, he disorentied and from the look's of it he had been sleeping. He was shirtless and was wearing pajama pants, his hair mussed.

     "Jesus, Will, what's going on? Come in."

Will moved passed Hannibal quickly into his living room. He paced the floor, unsure what to do with himself.

     "Will you're shaking, what's wrong?" Hannibal's voice was calm but there was tone of concern and urgency.

     "It's Julie.....Mason Verger has her. He must have got her when she was on her way home from my house. He's going to kill her Hannibal. Unless...."

Hannibal cocked his head to the side.

     "Unless you bring me to him?"

Will turned to Hannibal. Something inside him broke. Hannibal was the only person in his life besides Julie who he felt understood him. He stood at the edge of loosing them both. A weight that Will could not bear any longer. He crumbled to the floor, tears streaming down his face. Hannibal moved to him, bending down and placing his arm around Will's shoulders. He didn't hurry his grief along by offering words of comfort, he didn't patronize him for crying in a situation like this, he just held Will there in that moment. He understood the burden and he let Will feel it.

     "Will, we will get her back safely. I promise."

     "But....what about you?"

Hannibal put his hand gently on Will's cheek.

     "I am not going anywhere my friend. I thought Mason Verger would have learned his lesson after he fed his face to your dogs and I paralyzed him. He is trying to rattle you. Get inside your head. He is a sociopath in the worst way. Taking pleasure in the pain of others. Something tells me we should have killed him when we had the chance. We will get Julie back Will, but I am going to need your help."

Will looked up at Hannibal. His green eyes swimming with tears. Hannibal extended his hand and helped Will to his feet.

     "Come Will, we're going to need a plan."