[FIC] Mr. Blue Sky (Hannibal)

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MR. BLUE SKY
Beverly Katz-centric, family feels

So I asked for some Hannibal prompts on Tumblr the other day and my very dear friend thesummoningdark was kind enough to request "Bev Has A Nice Day." I wrote that thing and stuffed it full of original Katz sibling characters, because I do what I want, and figured I would crosspost it everywhere because I doubt it will see much attention, seeing as it's all about family fluff rather than kinky murder sex.

It is, of course, safe to assume that it involves spoilers for the show, so if you're looking to keep that a mystery for yourself, I would wait until you're through S2. In the meantime, here's a snippet for you:

Eileen puts her hands on her hips. “There’s a teddy bear, too, but we left that in the car.”

Beverly flicks a wary glance over at Kenny, who shakes his head, apologetic, and informs her gravely, “It’s like four feet tall.”

Beverly sighs and reaches up with her good hand to pinch at the bridge of her nose. Her head still hurts, despite a solid sixteen hours of sleep, an IV of replacement fluids, and some truly top-notch painkillers. “I was barely in the hospital for forty-eight hours,” she complains, feeling half a second from stamping her foot against the floor like a petulant toddler.

“She didn’t want you to be lonely,” Eileen shrugs, unrepentant, and flops down onto the mattress next to the flowers, tilted on her side and propped up on one elbow. Her short hair is styled down today, spiky fringe hanging in soft points over her forehead. Her heavily lined eyes gleam with amusement as she grins, “That’s what you get for being a big damn hero.”

Beverly rolls her eyes. “I’m not a hero.”

“You caught the Chesapeake Ripper,” Kenny offers, dropping into one of the visitors’ chairs lined up by the window and stretching his long legs out in front of him. “Sounds pretty heroic to me.”

Read it on AO3.