The remaining days that lead up to the Christmas holiday are busy. They come to the decision to share a residence only after two days when it seems they already are together more often than not, content in each other’s presence. He is bereft when Will’s scent is not clogging in his olfactory system and drowns in him when they are together. Will refuses to admit he feels the same, though the one night apart they’d attempted had been a torture for them both.

But now that Will is in his home Hannibal has never been happier.

Even with the dogs.

Hannibal does not wish to upset his mate in this early stage so he reluctantly offers all the animals to share his home. Will is more than grateful and promises they will be behave despite his thoughts of otherwise.

The animals surprise him with their behavior though the dog Winston does not seem to like him in the slightest. He loses count of the number of shoes Winston absconds with before Will scolds him enough that he stops.

Will’s morning sickness soon evolves into night as well, and Hannibal’s frustration with the ob-gyn Dr. Derrico that Will seems so comfortable with on their first meeting is immense.

The woman seems to think it’s perfectly fine for Will to be so sickly. This is “normal” and “routine” according to her while he is almost certain it is not. She tells them both that there is no way to tell if there are two babies yet though it is likely.

“Twin births are full of two things: food and sickness. It’s going to get worse before it gets better.”

Hannibal attempts to get Will in to see another doctor but his mate is adamant that it’s too soon to worry so much. His fear grows till he finds himself wanting to go after the woman though Will would never forgive him so he buries himself in research.

Twin births, defects, and the maladies Will’s symptoms could be signs of are plenty.

He cannot lose them.

Continued in: 

Truly, Madly, Deeply ~ Chapter Seven