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Will was jolted out of his sleep, heart beating out of his chest. It took him a couple of minutes to come to his surroundings. Dread settled in his belly. Then, fear as he realised he had been sleepwalking, not again; he thought he had gotten past this. He was in the middle of a deserted main road. Will tried to calm himself, remembering what Hannibal had said to him all those years ago, and sometimes, he still does when he’s in a panic. “My name is Will Graham, and I’m in *****; I don’t know what time it is, but there is a pay phone up ahead.” He would call Hannibal immediately, and he couldn’t be that far from their home. He looked down, he was wearing his sleeping boxers, and a t-shirt. Will wasn’t completely alone, though, having twins growing in his belly. He placed a hand on the swell; he was three weeks away from his due date, and it was the best thing that could’ve happened to him, as well as being with Hannibal. He didn’t have shoes on, and the road's gravel stuck to his feet as he slowly walked to the payphone. He prayed that there would be loose change for him to call Hannibal; if there weren’t, he’d surely be screwed. “Yes!” Will breathed a sigh of relief, it was pure dumb luck that someone left some coins behind. He quickly entered Hannibal’s number, he remembered before he fell asleep that Hannibal had to attend an event, he didn’t know what time it was, either Hannibal would be on his way home or the man was already home and freaking out about where he was. Both gave him nervous butterflies. The phone rang a couple of times, and after the third ring, he picked up. “Hello?” Hannibal asked with caution. “Hannibal it’s me, I don’t know where I am.” Stress slowly crept into his voice, which he wasn’t aware of. “Will, take a deep breath. I will come and find you; tell me what you see.” Will looked around; it was dark, and he couldn’t see much, “uh, I see an open field across from a forest. I can’t see anything else.” He felt the hair on the back of his neck rise. He felt he wasn’t alone like the wendigo was watching him from a distance. “Hannibal, please hurry.” Will almost whined, desperation and fear in his voice evident. Hannibal would be able to tell. Will's breath began to hitch. He sank to the ground, luckily for him the telephone box had a door so he could shield himself from the cold. His vision began to blur, “Hannibal… I think I’m going to pass out.” “It’s going to be okay. I’m not far from where you are.” Will could hear him say, he placed a hand on the side of his belly, he could feel his little ones kick. Rubbing protectively. “It’s okay, daddy is going to find us…” everything else just faded away.
Luckily Hannibal had a feeling he knew where Will was, the likelihood of a payphone being out in the middle of nowhere was second to none, so Will was about 10 miles away from home. Spotting the payphone box, he pulled up on the side of the road and got out quickly, he couldn’t visibly see Will but when he opened the door, his Will was leaning up against the wall, passed out, his hand placed over his very pregnant belly. Hannibal bent down, gently placing his hand on the side of Will's neck, picking up a delicate pulse. Satisfied that his husband wasn’t in immediate danger, he lifted the man’s arm up over his shoulder, the other one around his waist and heaved him up. Will began to stir, mumbling incoherently. “It’s okay, Will, I’ve got you,” Hannibal said, walking him to the car. Once Will was safely in the passenger seat, Hannibal attempted to rouse the man properly. He had to know he had his wits about him. “Will, do you know where you are?” One hand was placed on his shoulder, and the other rubbed his fingertips over his belly's exposed skin. Will slowly opened his eyes, blinking owlishly, his eyes on Hannibal. “I’m in your car with you.” He smiled tiredly, and Hannibal smiled back, satisfied with the answer. “Yes you are, we’re heading home Mylimasis.” They were on their way home when Will woke up, he looked over at Hannibal who was focused on driving. “I told them you’d come and get us,” Will had just felt the twins nudging him awake. “Of course, I would through hellfire and rain.” Hannibal briefly glanced over at Will.
Hannibal had woken up feeling something out of place, he turned on his side to see Wills side of the bed empty. They had an ensuite attached, which Hannibal checked first, so he left the bedroom on the hunt for Will. He wasn’t alarmed as he had made sure all doors and windows were locked to prevent another incident like before. Luckily, no harm came to Will when he had gone walking, but he didn’t want to take any more chances. When Hannibal found Will, he was in the kitchen, standing in front of the back door as if he was waiting for something. “Will?” He cautiously responded, making sure to let Will know he wasn’t on his own. When he didn’t respond, he moved in closer, placing a gentle hand on the man’s shoulder. “Will, come back to bed.” The man slowly came back to himself, confused to find himself in the kitchen. “Oh, okay,” he stated, turning to look at Hannibal, who had only patience on his face. Hannibal looked down, they were expecting for Will to give birth in the a couple of days as Will was a week overdue, he was very heavily pregnant. Hannibal gently maneuvered Will so he turned him around to walk him back upstairs. Hand splayed over his flank, which had fleshed out over the pregnancy. Will was definitely on the chubby side. Hannibal made sure of that. He had gotten Will into bed, who was on the verge of falling asleep again. It was tough work growing two humans. “Sleep tight.” Hannibal pressed a kiss to his forehead, only a couple more days, and they would be a family of 4 Hannibal couldn’t believe how everything had turned out, and he was incredibly happy.