Will sighed and rewinded the tape once more. He has watched the same thing for what felt like a ten hours. Lecter had told him he had looked but see what was on the tape and that the answer was right in front of him. Despite this Will still felt incredibly lose.

He pressed play again, giving a small glance to you sitting beside him as the two to of you seemed to loop the tape over and over again. Will had asked you to help, wanting a fresh perspective on the tapes.

Together you sat in the dark of the FBI lab, watching the happy moments of a now slaughter family. It was numbingly chilling.

"God, I don't know what I'm missing here..." Will says, his voice full of tiredness and frustration.