By: Jullian Gray
Summary: What happens after Till Death Do Us Part
Warning: Slash H/F, language, hurt, comfort
Special Thanks to Shee, one of the
glanced over at Face who was sitting on the couch doing his best to ignore him.
The younger man had not said three words to him since they had gotten home from
their last case. At first Hannibal
thought he could wait Face out, but as the hours passed he was having a harder
and harder time keeping quiet. Especially since his lover had started drinking
heavily about an hour ago. When Face got up and staggered over to the bar to
pour himself his fifth drink in an hour he couldn't hold back anymore.
"I think you've had enough." Hannibal commented around his cigar.
"You're not my father," Face took a long draw off
the bourbon. "or my wife." He mumbled as he
refilled the glass.
"Excuse me, Lieutenant?" Hannibal took his cigar out of his mouth,
before snuffing it out in the ashtray.
"You heard me." Face spoke into his glass not
bothering to look at the other man.
"What is your problem?" Hannibal glared at Face who continued to
"You're the great Colonel Smith, you figure it out."
Face commented as he drained his glass; then reached for the bottle to refill
studied Face for a few minutes before speaking. "Is this about the Taylor case?" Hannibal stood and made
his way toward the bar. "Are you still pissed that I made you marry Miss
"It's Mrs. Peck, now in case you've forgotten."
Face mumbled into his drink. Ignoring Hannibal's original question.
"Face, we had to protect our client and bring Cutter
out into the open. It was the best way…"
"Yeah it was a great plan congratulations Colonel, you
pulled off another one." Face turned back to the bar to refill his now
empty glass. "We're all proud of you…"
"Look, I know your upset…"
"Upset, why should I be upset."
Face snorted as he drained his glass. "My lover made me marry someone I
could give a shit about so his plan would work. Why in the fuck
should I be upset!" Face yelled as he slammed his
glass down on the bar causing it to shatter sending shards of glass everywhere.
"Hell, I think I'll go look in on the Misses and see if she wants to
consummate out little union!"
"Face that's enough." Hannibal moved closer to
the younger man, his own anger building. "You need to calm down."
"Wonder what she's like in the sack." A twisted
smile emerged on his handsome face. "I wonder if she can give a blow job
as good as yo…"
"I said that's enough!" Hannibal grabbed a hold of Face's shirt and
pulled him to his chest. "You are pushing buttons right now Face, I know
you're drunk and looking for a fight…"
Face shoved hard against the older man trying to break free,
his own anger building. "If you're going to use me as the team's whore why
shouldn't I get the benefits that go along with it."
had planned on continuing his speech, but the words that had just come out of
his lover's mouth stopped him cold. He stared into his lover's eyes and for the
first time he could see past the anger, he could see the hurt and pain that
Face was trying desperately to hide.
"Let go of me!" Face growled as he tried to shove Hannibal backwards.
tightened his grip on Face and pulled into a strong embrace; preventing the
smaller man from moving away. However it didn't stop Face from trying, he
continued to struggle, though his intoxication had taken the edge off of his
fighting ability and Hannibal
easily counter his ever move. Again Hannibal easily pinned Face to his body,
resting one hand on the back of the blonde's neck he forced Face's head to his
"I'm sorry kid.
I didn't realize how much it would hurt you." Hannibal whispered in Face's ear. "If I
knew it was going to tear you up this bad, I never would have ordered you too
do it." Instantly Face went stiff in Hannibal's
arms all his struggling stopped.
"Don't you understand John, I love you."
"I know you do kid, and I love you too"
"Then why did you force me into someone else's arms?"
"Face it wasn't real, it wasn't like you were going to
stay married to her…"
"It was a commitment," Face shook his head as the
pain tore through his heart. "a commitment that
you had no problem making me make to another person. A
commitment that you won't even give me." Face tried to push back
out of Hannibal's grip, but the older man held tight only allowing Face to
move back enough so he could look into his eyes.
"Now we get to the real heart of the matter don't we."
"Let me go." Face struggled again, he had heard
enough and he didn't want to be laughed at by the man he loved.
"No, not until you hear me out." Hannibal reached up behind Face and buried
his hand in the thick blonde hair, forcing the younger man to look at him. "I
love you, Templeton Peck, and if I could marry you I would." Hannibal forced Face's
head closer. "I would give my life for you." Closing the gap between
kissed Face tenderly on the lips. "It would only be fair since I gave you
my heart so long ago."
"John…" Face whispered against his lover's mouth.
"Shut up Tem." Hannibal growled softly before capturing Face's
mouth again. This time the kiss was more forceful and full of passion. When
they broke apart Hannibal
pulled Face back into his arms. "Now you have a choice, you can keep being
pissed at me, or you can let me make it up to you." Hannibal whispered into Face's ear before
licking it around the edge. He smiled when he felt a tremor run through his
lover's slim frame.
"You have a lot to make up for." Face moaned in
his shoulder as Hannibal's hand moved down to his crotch and squeezed.
"You let me worry about that." Hannibal smiled as Face moaned again when he
lightly bit the side of the blonde's neck.
"Love you John." Face panted as Hannibal squeezed harder with one hand and
began to unbutton his shirt with the other all the while nibbling down his
"I know kid, hell, I've known for years." Hannibal smiled as he
leaned over to pick Face up in his arms and carry him into the bedroom.