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Hannibal liked to think that he was a calm man, and in many parts of his life he was. He remained composed and level headed until either his culinary tastes were threatened, or even worse, you were threatened.
All hell would break loose if you were hurt. There’s nothing he wouldn’t risk to save you, even himself.
This passion, this devotion is how you had found out about his hobby. It was an accident, Hannibal hadn’t expected you home so soon but you had felt ill so you had left work early.
To find one of your coworkers who hadn’t shown up to work in your home would’ve been bad enough but seeing him, bleeding out in your kitchen with your boyfriend holding a knife was so much worse.
You loved Hannibal entirely but now, if you didn’t call Jack Crawford you were an accessory to murder. If you stayed you would be an accessory to murder but if you left, you would be murdered. If Hannibal found out you called Crawford, you would be murdered. But that was a risk you must take.
Watching Hannibal go in handcuffs , you realised you had made a mistake. You loved him too deeply to trap him in such a fate. The Chesapeake Ripper had to come back.