My very first Dexter fic. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it! :D

Richard Gearhardt, abductor of young children. He picks them up at the park telling them if they come with him he'd give them a puppy. How cliché. It disgusts me that someone could actually be that stupid to use that sort of technique. It also disgusts me that it's children; however I have a feeling that natural selection will soon eliminate him. And by natural selection I mean by my kill tools. If I were capable of human emotions the anticipation of having him on a table with the pictures of his young victims would be comparable to that of a young boy anxiously awaiting the arrival of none other than Santa Clause himself.

Astor and Cody have come a long way. After a year of serial killer apprenticeship I think they are ready for their first kill. Under adult supervision of course. Wouldn't want them to poke an eye out when it's not necessary. Dark Daddy Dexter will now have to successors to carry on the Code of Harry. My phone then goes off during my daydreaming.

"Hello?" I answer.

"Dexter, it's Rita. I need you to pick up some milk on your way home."

Ah, exit Dark Daddy Dexter stage left and enter Domesticated Daddy Dexter stage right.

"Ok, need anything else?"

"Yeah, if you wouldn't mind could you pick up some tampons for me?"

The age old tampon question. A tried and true test of normal human relationships. Too bad Harry never gave me some guidance on this one, but how hard can it be?

"Yeah, sure. Is that it?" I ask.

"Nope, that's it. Thank you, Dexter. See you when you get home." she says just as she hangs up the phone.

Observation on Richard Gearhardt is complete, for the time being at least, now off to the grocery store.

I walk in feeling refreshed as the AC in the store cools me off from the hot Miami sun. I head over to get the milk first because alphabetically it comes first on the list and then head over to the tampons.

One of man's greatest mysteries stands before me. So many different boxes, so many different kinds. What I don't get is the difference between the types. Is normal not as good quality-wise as super? I decide to give Deb a call.

"Hey, Dex. What's up?" she asks.

"Um Rita sent me to the store to get tampons for her and I don't know what to get."

"No fucking way, Dex. My big brother out buying fucking tampons for his girlfriend."

"Are you going to help me, or should I just hang up the phone?"

"Get the normal ones. I still can't fucking believe this."

"Thanks, Deb." I say as I hang up the phone.

I grab a box of the normal ones, while doing so I get weird looks from the five women standing next to me. Too bad they don't fit The Code. I smile at them and walk away. I decide self-check out is the way to go. That way I won't get the looks again. I pay for my groceries and get into my SUV.

When I arrive at Rita's I can smell her Pot Roast almost immediately when I open the door. She greets me, kisses me, and takes the bag from my hands. I watch as she puts the milk in the fridge and takes out the box of tampons.

"You got just the ones I wanted, Dex. How did you know?"

I stood there awkwardly and smiled, "Lucky guess." I replied. She smiled back at me and went to put them in the bathroom.

I heard the back door open and in came my two protégées yelling and screaming at each other. Each had squirt guns and were shooting at one another. Most would see this as innocent fun, but I know all too well they were practicing. Proving to Dark Daddy Dexter that they were ready to join in on the late-night fun. Little do they know, that tomorrow night's the night. We couldn't do it tonight because it's a school night. I've already arranged it wit Rita. I told her that I was going to give her the night off from her motherly duties tomorrow night and have a hotel room and massage already arranged for her.

"Dexter, guess what?" said Cody.

"What?" I asked.

"I got to cut open a frog today at school! I got to see its insides and everything!"

Cody really had opened up to me during his training. Usually a quiet and reserved boy, but when killing came up he was a very different brought back memories to me of Steve Gonzales, a junior high bully and my would-be first victim, but unfortunately for me we were interrupted. I wonder what happened to him. Maybe he fits The Code now.

"That's awesome, Cody."

Rita walked back into the hallway on her way to the kitchen to finish her pot roast.

"He's been waiting all afternoon to tell you that, Dexter. Who knows maybe we'll have a surgeon in the family." she said excitedly with her sweet smile on her face.

Rita would choose the innocent explanation. I guess you could call what Cody will do surgery; reverse surgery. Instead of saving lives he will be taking them.

"So, Dexter do you want to tell them the news?" asked Rita.

"Sure." I answer in mock-excitement. "Your mom isn't going to be here tomorrow night. It's going to be just the three of us."

I see the look of pure elation in both Astor and Cody's faces. They know what this means and what will be happening tomorrow night. They both embrace me and give me devilishly sweet smiles. Dark Daddy Dexter and his cubs will be out on the prowl tomorrow night for one Richard Gearhardt.

Chapter 2 to come soon. Review?