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Vengeance Isn't Always Sweet	By : eros_thanatos Category: G through L > Hannibal Views: 1376 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Good morning, Will.” Dr. Chilton chirped in his typically smug tone, as if he didn't notice how haggard and sleepless his patient appeared. Ass. Will forced a polite smile, and inclined his head in greeting. “Dr. Chilton.”
  “I thought I'd join you for breakfast today,” Chilton continued, “and then we could resume our excavation of your memories.” Chilton tapped his temple with his gleaming silver cane and winked conspiratorially at Will. Idiot. But, he slid a tray into the cell bearing real coffee, intended for human consumption, and pastries from a local bakery. Will seized the offering gratefully. Nothing made him miss the simple pleasures of freedom more than the swill that passed for food in the hospital. That, and thinking of his dogs. “Thank you” he said heartily, this time gracing his self-important psychiatrist with a genuine smile.Will took a bite of a croissant and had to stifle a moan. He glanced sheepishly at Chilton, and noted that the man seemed pleased.
“Thank you again, Doctor Chilton, truly. This is an unexpected pleasure,” Will said, “but I don't think I'm up to hypnotherapy today. I have something a bit more...unorthodox in mind.”
  He fixed the doctor with a shrewd gaze, waiting to see if he'd take the bait. As he'd hoped, Chilton was intrigued by the use of his favorite buzzword. “Go on” the doctor prompted him, waving his hand invitingly.
“I want to see Doctor Lecter today.”
A flash of irritation crossed Chilton’s face, but Will held up a placating hand. “It's not what you think,” he assured the second-rate psychiatrist, “our deal still stands. You have exclusive rights to my treatment.” Then, carefully forcing a breezy, casual tone, he remarked “Doctor Lecter has a very keen sense of smell.”
  Chilton quirked a brow at him in obvious confusion. Will took a breath to steel himself, then pressed on with his gambit. “I want him to smell you on me.” He explained. Then more bluntly, “I want you to fuck me.”
Doctor Chilton choked on his coffee and spluttered comically. “What?” He croaked.
Will nodded solemnly. “I want to make him jealous, to see if he'll lose his composure. Maybe if I can tip him off balance, he'll admit something he shouldn't.” Will shrugged, trying to project a nonchalance he didn't feel. Trying to act as if wringing a confession from Hannibal was his true motive, not petty revenge.
Chilton stood silently for what seemed a very protracted time. Will fidgeted, waiting for him to say something, anything. At last, the head psychiatrist of Baltimore State Hospital for the Criminally Insane stammered “You and Hannibal were in a, um, sexual relationship? I never… I mean… You're obviously both obsessed with each other.. .To an unhealthy degree.. .But I never, uh…”
  Will rolled his eyes. “Oh, Doctor Chilton,” he chided, his voice thick with mockery, “if you hadn't puzzled that together yet, you're not nearly as perceptive as you think you are.”
    It seemed that half of the FBI had either known or suspected. Jack had never said anything to Will on the subject, but the long evaluating looks he cast at the two of them whenever they were together said enough. How had this supposedly prestigious shrink missed it?
  Chilton blithely ignored the slight. He straightened his tie, struggling to compose himself, and said very seriously, “it's an… interesting… idea Will, but I'm afraid it's completely unethical. If I were to do something like that-- which I wouldn't--I would lose my job. Probably even my license.” He shrugged apologetically at Will and spread his hands as if to say what can you do?
  Will reached through the gap in his cell bars and stroked Chilton’s wrist lightly. He'd considered that Chilton might not be interested in him, could even be completely heterosexual, but there was something effete about the man, and Will felt that the chance was good enough to keep trying. “I wouldn't tell a soul,” he said huskily. “I have no reason to blackmail you. You're the only person who believes that I might be innocent. Let alone considers the possibility that Hannibal could be guilty.” He smiled ruefully,“I'm completely depending on you, Doctor .” He gazed at Chilton from beneath lowered eyelashes, trying his best to project a Noir damsel in distress sultriness.
  It seemed to work, because Chilton grasped his hand and stroked his palm. “Perhaps we ought to talk in my office,” he said thickly.
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