'Dexter Days
Being the blood spatter analyst I am, solitude is something I enjoy in my work. The fact that I mostly work alone except on major cases like this one, the saintly slasher. I know my sister picked the name I can't help the fact that she was promoted to lieutenant. But on this case we seem to have update meetings every two hours. It seems that my sister's optimism is starting to get annoying; she believes that if the whole crime scene department meets every two hours a revelation will be made in the case. I think not.
Damn it.
"Dexter?" I wonder if I keep silent my sister would leave me alone. But her normal human capabilities give her the advantage of opening doors. "Dexter I'm worried, not just about you as a brother, but also the fact that you always work alone. Dexter are you listening to me?" I have to nod. "Well Dex I believe that you need an assistant, a girl named Gabriel is coming up from Chicago to come and work with you." Now this shocked me, "I didn't ask for help Deb, I prefer to work alone and you of all people know that." She knew that much ever since I was a teenager I preferred to be alone never mind working alone. "Dex I know you like to be alone but it's not good for the whole department, maybe we'd uncover more if you had some help." That may be true but the most likely situation is that I and this Gabriel would probably hate each other. "Fine Debra but if I don't get along with this new help straight away, she's gone." My sister nodded, "It's nice talking to you Dexter" and she left me in a room alone. "Well here I am again all alone. At least I have my job to do." Great I'm talking to myself; maybe I do crave some sort of human interaction.
It was now six in the afternoon, time for another crime department meeting. People rushed out of their offices and into the main dining hall, suddenly Joey came walking towards me, "Dexter you are one lucky man." His large disturbing boyish grin, gave me hope that this Gabriel may be the kind of human companionship and interaction I need.
I walked into the main meeting room and saw Deb standing proudly in front of the Miami metro police podium, as I leaned against one of the six beams holding up the roof of the dining hall. "Hello everyone, this isn't going to be update meeting this is going to be a welcoming meeting for Miss Gabriel Gray." And as soon as Deb said the new helps name a small heart shaped face peered around the corner of the stage curtains. She was magnificent; her skin was pale and fair. She had wonderful, silky looking hair that was the colour of hazel nuts that anyone would envy. This is what I needed. The human interaction away from the dark that I am involved in. "Hi I know you all work hard here and I'll do my best to get up to speed." Her voice angelic and it almost sounded like she sang every word she spoke, and as everyone had noticed she was English born and bred.
I was already looking forward to working with her, and yet I hadn't even said one word to her, time to grow and pair and say hello then. "Hi I'm Dexter; you'll be working with me in the evidence examination room. I know that it isn't the most glamorous place to work but, I've got the papers for it." She looked so innocent. Her silky hazel nut hair was gently tousled by the Miami wind, and her glasses sat comfortably on the bridge of her nose. She was wonderful.
"Well as you and everyone in the department knows. I'm Gabriel, I'm originally from the north of England, but came to America to pursue my dream of becoming part of a forensics team." That was a nice clean introduction I wonder if she rehearsed that in her apartment shower before she came here. That could be very possible; I could smell some sort of fruity smell emanating from her hair, it smelled like candied oranges. "Well Gabriel, I must say it's lovely to meet you now let's show to where you'll be working." Walking down those halls made feel the luckiest man in the entire world. Joey couldn't stop staring at Gabriel as she stood beside me and just the feeling of her being so close to me made me wish I wasn't a sociopathic murderer of serial killers. Perfect.