Title: Date Night
Author: Femvamp
Disclaimer: Dexter does not belong to me.
Spoilers: Season 4 | Episode 6 If I Had a Hammer
Note: Ok this is waaaaaaaay never going to happen. An idea I had about what would happen if Rita actual did find out Dexter's secret.
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Harry would never approve. It went completely against the code. Don't get caught. It was the first rule. And he had let himself get caught. Rita had caught him.
Thinking back it was bound to happen. He had allowed himself to get too involved in normal human behavior. The mask of normalcy. He had wanted it to be true. He wanted the wife. The family. The children.
He had wanted it all.
He had risked it all.
He had gotten caught.
Rita had caught him disposing the body of Trinity. Arthur Mitchell had taught him so much about how to act real. How to be real but in the end he had to die. Trinity was a threat to him, to Deb, to the world. He had to be put down.
Dexter had never expected Rita to catch him.
Dexter knew what was next. Harry had warned him. Best case scenario his marriage was over and that was the very best he could hope for. That is if he wasn't willing to kill Rita, which he wasn't. Even though the Dark Passenger Harry voice in his head told him it wasn't so bad if he did. The worst case scenario was that he was going to die soon. Cops were going to come looking for him. His former friends would soon be his enemies and he would go out much the same way Doakes did, only he would deserve it.
The more likely scenario was that he would spend the rest of his life in prison or on death row. Any was this went his life was over.
It was all over.
At least that was what Dexter thought then.
He had never thought that Rita would be ok with his nighttime activities. That she would even want to watch. That they would hunt together. That they would plan together.
That eventually they would even kill together.
No, Harry would never approve.
Then again, Harry had never really approved.
He had just taught Dexter how to survive and Rita had learned that lesson as well. Maybe Dexter should have seen it before. They were more alike then he had ever dreamed.
He had chosen her to be is mask, his beard.
She had chosen him to be her hero, her savior.
Neither had known what they were getting into when they started their relationship but now watching the blood drain out of another killer's veins Rita smiles at him and Dexter realizes that they finally have found peace and understanding.
They have found each other.
Harry would never approve.