Hannibal and I // Hannibal fanfic

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2:31pm. Waiting outside of Dr. Lecter's office, Ana paced back and forth in the lobby while she waited for his door to open. The door opened and came out a man, tall built, rounded glasses like Ana's glasses, a flannel button up and dress pants. His hair was a curly brown mess that made his look angry.

"Now follow what we had discussed. See you tomorrow morning Will." Lecter said to the man Ana described. The man left immediately and Ana looked back at Dr.Lecter. He looked like a stern and clean man, noticing his appropriate appearance.

"I am sorry for the wait Ana. My last patient ran longer than usual. Please come in." Lecter cleared the doorway and allowed Ana to pass in to the office. Walking in felt dull and neutral. The wall had a dark gray color showing no emotion and the ceiling was tall, allowing the office to have a small ledge with a latter leading to the library filled with books.

Ana stood in the middle of the office, as Hannibal pointed to the chair in front him. She walked to the chair and sat down with her backpack on the floor. Hannibal looked at her with a suspicious look yet dull.

"Would you prefer just Guadalupe or Ana or both?" He asked.

"Ana is fine." She stuttered.

"Your first time in therapy?"

"Kinda. I don't know what happens in therapy so I am not sure what to do." Ana said.

"Dr.Granger recommended you to me because you were diagnosed with depression a month ago. He has hope you can get better."

Ana nodded and she didn't want to talk. She felt unsafe.

"You know. Your mental health is important especially if you are going to school or working.  Depression is a hard thing to fight but you can always overcome it. It takes time and patience and the truth coming out." Hannibal kept his eyes locked at Ana but she couldn't look at him directly for more than a minute.

Her eyes tell her she is uncomfortable and scared.  "I... I want help. I'm in the middle of college and it has stopped me from getting up everyday." Ana looked at Dr. Lecter's eyes.

"I need your help.... but I can't."

"I can help you. As long as you can trust my methods." Hannibal said.

"I'll try."

Dr. Lecter took out his phone and played a audio of zen music. "Trust me?"

Ana nodded looking at him. "I need you first to relax your whole body and close eyes for me. After that, take deep breaths in and out." Ana did what he said and let her arms lay at rest and her legs to numb themselves as she closed her eyes. She took deep breaths to let herself relax for once.

"Let your mind and body be empty and numb."

She let her mind be clear and her body to fall numb. "What do you see now?" Lecter asked.

Ana wasn't in her body anymore and she felt she opened her eyes. She was nowhere. An empty black box size of a huge bedroom. She looked to her right to see little boy. He looked to be 8 or 9. His hair was dark brown filled with curls and he looked scared. Ana stepped closer towards him until he pointed something behind her. She looked to her left and saw a dark figure with deer antlers. It wasn't an animal but looked human. His features looked familiar as he starred back at the little boy. The boy walked towards him but as he passed Ana's shoulder, he wasn't little but was a dark figure man with deer antlers and he looked like the patient Lecter had before her.

Both figures began to fade away but Ana looked behind her to see a girl with her throat open. Ana couldn't move or speak to try to help her. Ana's throat felt stuck and her body began to panic.

Ana opened her eyes, letting out a gasp of relief. Dr. Lecter stared at her back seeing that she had a bad experience.

"What did you see?" He asked.

Ana explained everything in detail, even the part of the man who left earlier. "A girl just a teenager, she had her throat slit open and I couldn't help her. I couldn't and I tried and tried. What does this all mean?"

Lecter's curious grew more and more towards Ana. "Have you heard Precognitions or precognitive dreams before?" Lecter asked. Ana shook her head at his question.

"It is known as a six sense to those who can predict the future in their dreams. No studies have shown proof of people predicting the future. Some predicted 9/11, some predicted the winning lottery numbers through journalists. It may be a precognition or just be the brain making up stories. The mind is a powerful thing yet can be fragile." Lecter said.

Ana felt as if it was just a dream but what does it mean if it turns real?
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3:31pm. The session was over with Dr. Lecter and Ana began picking up her bag. Dr. Lecter stood before her and walked first towards the door, opening it. Ana walked out into the hallway and turned back to Lecter to tell her goodbye.

"Thank you for seeing me Dr. I think I'm going to be fine after I get the help I need."

"It's my job to Ana. I care to help those in need.  I will see you next week at 2:30pm."

Ana said goodbye and turned her back at him as she walked out the building. What the fuck. He is beyond creepy. Ana didn't like how the session started. Yet alone the thought of her having the power to predict the future was impossible to believe.

Ana got in her car and drove back to her home to do homework and eat. The feeling about Dr. Lecter was chilling and bugging her throughout the car ride home.