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Will and Hannibal were friends, Will thought, but Hannibal loved Will, hated it when someone looked at him or just asked for help. It drove Hannibal crazy when he realised Will was talking to someone and he wasn't around. Will was a humble guy, he considered Hannibal a friend and nothing more, he liked to help everyone, save everyone, he's friendly and sweet, loves fishing and his dogs. Hannibal and Will all barely worked in the FBI, because there was something more dangerous than VK Chespkpian Gutter, something scarier, Hannibal wanted to hide Will at home, but Will put up his candidacy for investigation and Hannibal went to him. One day there was an addition to the FBI, a middle-aged man, almost the same age as Hannibal, he entered the office and there was tension in the air, noticing Will, he approached him, but Hannibal instinctively backed him up. Hannibal: Stay away from Will. . . . . . The man grinned, fixed his hair, looked at his watch and chuckled to himself. Hannibal was angry, and he was holding back his anger for Will's sake. Will stepped away from Hannibal and held out his hand to the man Will: Sorry, Hannibal can be like that sometimes, I'm Will Graham, this is Hannibal Lecter, and you are? The man squeezed Will's hand in greeting and Hannibal clenched his fists.