Copy Cat Captive - Hannibal Reader Insert

Chapter 9 - Stray

You had barely spoken any words in a week. Hannibal was going to help you get set up in your apartment again but he decided against it.

So, here you were in Hannibal's house with Will helping you into a guest room. You sat on the edge of the bed and stared forward.

'Why is he helping me?' you whispered. Will glanced at you, seeing how broken you were.

'Because he knows you have no one else, plus he thinks you're good. He doesn't think that of many people,' he said. You nodded a little and looked up.

'How did you avoid the mines?' you muttered. Will looked at you in confusion.

'The mines?'

'The landmines around the house that Jake planted,' you said. Will looked at you sadly, he knew there were no bombs anywhere.

'Y/N, there were no land mines on or aorund the property.'

You paused and looked back down at the ground.

'The doctors say I'll get a prosthetic arm,' you mumbled.

Hannibal entered and looked at you, seeing how detached you were being again. He handed you a glass of water and a bottle of pills.

'I'll be tracking your medications, take one pill now, my dear,' he said. You took the pill before glancing at him.

'Why do you care?' you whispered helplessly.

Hannibal knelt and took your hand. 'I have the needs to care for you and I wish to. You do not have any family to care for you,' he said. You looked at him sadly and squeezed his hand.

'I'm so tired,' you whispered. Will looked at you sadly.

'Do you want to rest?' Will asked as you nodded.

'I can't be alone,' you whispered.

'I have some work to do, why don't I bring my computer in here and work beside you?' he asked. You smiled softly and nodded.

'I would like that.'

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Hannibal was sitting on your bed with you fast asleep beside him. He heard you begin to cry and he reached down to gently run his hand through your hair.

'You're alright, my dear,' he whispered. You whined and moved closer to Hannibal.

'Jake,' you whispered. Hannibal looked down at you sadly.

'He's not here, darling. You're safe with me,' he said. Your eyes slowly opened and you saw that you were cuddled against Hannibal's thigh.

'Where am I?' you whispered as he continued to play with your hair.

'You're in my house, my darling,' he said. He noticed you trying to move your arm that was no longer there. You whined in annoyance before he helped you roll over so you could use your left arm. You mumbled something but Hannibal couldn't understand you. He placed his laptop down before climbing into bed with you. He gently pulled you into him and felt your body relax.

'Thank you,' you whispered. He smiled and played with your hair.

'You're welcome, my darling. Get some rest, I'll stay here with you,' he said. You closed your eyes and cuddled further into Hannibal.

'I can't stop feeling his hands on me,' you whispered. Hannibal held you tighter and ran his hand up your side.

'Then feel my hands instead, my darling,' he said. You closed your eyes and let Hannibal continue to touch you gently.

'I tried to force myself to enjoy it.'

Hannibal sighed and rubbed your back gently.

'You did what you could to survive,' he said. You nodded a little.

'I killed someone, she was innocent in all of this,' you whispered. Hannibal gently reached up and began to scratch your scalp softly as you let out a pleasured sigh.

'Don't think about that right now, my dear. Just focus on me and go to sleep,' he whispered as he watched you fight off sleep. 'Sleep, my darling.'

Your body relaxed completely in Hannibal's arms, he could see you were finally at ease.

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Hannibal eventually left you to rest by yourself and found Will in the kitchen.

'How is she?'

'She's finally resting. I may need to get her started on sleeping medication,' he said. Will looked at him. 'If you wish to say something, just say it.'

'I don't want this girl to become an obsession you later throw away. She has been broken down into nothing, the last thing she needs is for you to get bored of her in a few months,' Will said. Hannibal sighed and looked away from his friend.

'Y/N is not some obsession or person I wish to study and abandon. I understand how broken she is. I see someone who needs me and I wish to be that for her. I know you want to be needed as well, Will. Otherwise you would have given up a long time ago. You feel a certain pull towards her too,' he said. Will rubbed his face and groaned, but he knew Hannibal was right.

'I can't help it, she's like a little rescue dog. All alone and broken,' he muttered as Hannibal chuckled softly.

'You always had a thing for strays, my dear Will.'