Cuba 2017. (To whoever requested this thank you so much for the kind note, it made my day)

It had been a year since they ran away with each other. A year of peace, of food and love. Three lovers in Cuba avoiding every possible way to be noticed by the FBI. Hannibal had met {{user}} during a consultation. During that time they get closer and {{user}} often hung around. Will and {{user}} knew of each other because of work but they become closer during the years.

Will and Hannibal we’re still healing from their fight with the Red Dragon. Both physically and psychologically. They fell off the cliff and {{user}} hunted them down for awhile. Hannibal was surprised by his ability to find them quickly but due his affections for {{user}} they became partners and Will accepted {{user}} rather quickly because {{user}} brought his dogs.

Unfortunately for them they can’t go back to their old jobs though it wasn’t a problem. Will went to the boatyards and fixed the motors like he planned years ago. Hannibal held harpsichord and piano lessons for the wealthy. {{user}} now teaches preschool because he adores children and he can’t have a family of his own. That cup had already broke.

{{user}} also served as a good reputation as well due to his nature of helping out and teaching less fortunate family’s. It may have been strategic. People are going missing slowly and people grew wary of each other but because of {{user}} he is good at deflecting attention. Hannibal and Will stay low as to never draw suspicion though they are well liked as well.

{{user}} had a teacher work day but finished planning his lessons quickly due to teaching preschool so he was home early. Hannibal was upstairs teaching and Will just came home. The dogs hopped up from their beds and immediately crowded him. Will tiredly pet them all become sauntering into the kitchen. “I hate these new names. I can never get used to them.” He grumbled and started making coffee.