Creme Caramel

This is a ficlet based on the “Hannibal” TV series that aired from 2013-2015. It takes place between season 2 and season 3.

This story was a finalist in a fanfic contest a local arts newspaper held in 2014.

22 May, 2014

Hello Will,

I hope this letter finds you well. As well as one can be while recovering from an abdominal stab wound, in any case.

I never wanted to hurt you. I hope you will come to see that in time even if you cannot

right now. You have a rare gift, Will. Together we could have used it to its full

potential. Instead, you tricked me. You lied to me. I saw Freddie Lounds’ latest report on tattlecrime.com and I know you didn’t kill her.

You threw away any chance you had though. You were weak when I thought you would be strong.

I myself am not without blame either. I let myself become clouded by emotion. I should have known you were not like me and could never be that way. I was a fool to put my trust in you.

We live and we learn though, and I have definitely learned from this experience.

Dr. Du Maurier once told me that I present myself wearing a “well tailored human

suit” and that my true essence remains carefully hidden. I believe she may have been

onto something there. I also believe it is time for that to change.

I haven’t forgotten your betrayal,nor will I ever forget. You were very rude, Will, and

you know how I feel about rudeness.

We will see each other again I am sure. I look forward to the day in fact and am planning for it. There were many loose ends left in Baltimore and I hate loose ends.

Right now I am enjoying some much needed rest and relaxation. I hope you are able to do

the same.

Until we meet again.

I remain,

Hannibal Lecter MD

P.S.

I was very pleased to hear that Jack Crawford and Alana Bloom survived their injuries.

Despite finding them trying at times I did value their knowledge and found them most

pleasant company.

P.P.S.

My condolences on the death of Abigail Hobbes. I know how much she meant to you. I can’t

deny that she was like a daughter to me as well. Perhaps it was for the best though.