S7 EP 5

Dex

I can't sleep. I pace the cheap motel room hoping to get a better idea as to how to bring Issak down. Issak is looking for me. A boss, of a big Ukrainian brotherhood. I should have listened to good old Viktor when he said I didn't know who he was. But no, not really. He deserved what he got, but I can't let Issak get any closer. Not while he knows about Deb.

Deb. Sweet untrusting Deb.

"She looks so. Peaceful."

She had turned in her sleep and was now facing my side of the motel.

Then again Deb is only really peaceful when she's asleep. There's no chance of her exploding on you. No way for her to stare at you and try to find your naked soul and expose it for all that it is. No. When she's asleep, there's just peace.

I remember Myrtle beach. I had kept my eyes on her all day. I wasn't lying when I said I didn't want her to drown. I had seen her drown before, and it had scared me.

When we were younger Harry had taken us out to a lake. I was busy with Harry, exited about getting to gut some fish for dinner, he hadn't let Deb join us so she had grumpily left to go swim. She was ten or eleven back then, and as Harry tried to talk me through the proper steps of taking the life of a fish the sudden sound of silence had diverted my attention. There was no more complaining, no more angry splashing. Nothing. I looked out to the lake to see that Deb was gone. I stood up calling out to her which quickly worried Harry who frantically searched the horizon for his daughter. I spotted her floating and ran. Ran. The initial thought of her lifeless body exiting, but as I brought her still shape back to shore, the idea of loosing her paralyzed me. I didn't know what to do. Taking life was so easy for me, but how do you give it back?

Harry had pulled her out of my arms and given her CPR for what seemed like a lifetime. Doris had ran out and begun to cry as her only biological child lay on the very fence of life and death.

I stood there watching. The image of the three etched into my mind forever. When Deb finally coughed I hadn't realized that I had fallen to my knees. That entire time my mind kept screaming Take me. Bring her back. Once she was up and the danger was over she was not allowed back in the lake, but she hadn't minded. She was just happy to join us.

Harry pulled me aside later and spoke to me.

You did good Dexter. You should always look out for Debra, when your mother and I are gone she's all you'll have.

She wouldn't have been in any danger if you would have just let her join us in the first place dad.

No Dexter. You know why that can't be. Your sister must never know what you are, remember that...

But she knows now. Everything is different and yet, she still loves me. She saved me.

I feel calm. Watching as her chest rises and falls while she sleeps, peacefully unaware of all that surrounds her. Unaware of me watching. She stirs in her sleep, and then her lips part and my name gently escapes them.

"Dex.."

Has she seen me? I await, but I'm not greeted with the colorful language she would use if she did catch me watching her. I breath a sigh of relief realizing she's just dreaming and even in there, in the realm of all that is Deb. I am her protector.

I want to do the next one in Debs POV let me know how you like it and where it should go from here. Hurricane Sandy might keep me writing all week :)