Chapter 14
Lumen lay in her husbands arms. Her talk with Agent Davis had been terrifying. She put on a brave defiant face but was scared of losing her husband and having to give birth in prison. She really though that at the end of their conversation that she might have gotten through to her. Lumen was not one of the crazy groupies she was a woman who was only helping her friend. It was a good sign when she wasn't hauled in for questioning. She only hoped she never saw Agent Davis again, or even Dexter. That was her past, she was now focussed on the future, with her husband and new child.
A few months after Agent Davis had visited her she gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. While she would never go back to her family, she had found her own family and she hoped somewhere Dexter was feeling the same as she felt.
Dexter was going on holiday. He had decided on the perfect place for it. For Hannah and for Harrison. It was a surprise though, he wanted to go before Hannah got too pregnant and couldn't enjoy it. So he locked up the shop for the week. Packed everything, some colder weather clothes and packed up the car.
"Come on Harrison" Hannah said
The excitement had gotten to the both of them. Dexter wouldn't tell them where they were going to be going but only said they had a long drive ahead of them. Harrison as most kids do fell asleep quickly in the back of the car, Hannah too. The pregnancy was getting to her, sapping a quite lot of her energy. However since they had killed that child killing asshole the business had picked up and they were making a fair amount of profit. Therefore Hannah was a little concerned about shutting up shop, however it was winter in South America so that was the main reason Dexter convinced her that this was the best time. While he was driving Dexter leant over to caress Hannah' pregnant stomach. He pulled her thick jumper more thoroughly over her so she would be more comfortable.
Years ago he told Rita that he too hoped to be content like everyone else. While him and Hannah were certainly not everyone else but in the most important ways they were. He loved her and his son and would love their daughter. There would be no need to kill any more but he would be ready if the situation called for it.
Winter was coming. The further south he drove the colder it got. Dexter was the only one who stayed awake. Hannah was very tired as was Harrison. However after living most of his life alone he found it refreshing, spending sometime by himself, in his head. With Hannah it was different he could say whatever he liked to her and she never judged him or was disgusted by him. He had learnt a lot from her, she was a killer like him and had killed for both selfless and selfish reasons. She killed the councillor to save herself and other girls from a sexual predator. And on the flip side she had killed Beverley Grey to inherit the business. Despite this Hannah wasn't bad, wasn't evil she had a conscience. And with her he knew what love was, after Rita had died he was sure he had loved her the pain he felt when Lumen left made him realise he had been in love and he had experienced heartbreak for the very first time.
Hannah woke up after a couple of hours driving.
"Oh..I'm sorry for sleeping all this time you must be bored" Hannah said
"Don't worry about me, your pregnant, you need to relax"
"Dexter I've been asleep for the past what, two hours how much relaxation do I need?"
"A lot"
"So are you going to tell me where we are going?"
"Not yet"
"Why are we doing this now, going on holiday?"
"I wanted to go before we get so close to you due date, we won't really have much time to ourselves when our daughter is born, won't we?"
Hannah beamed "No, we won't"
"So I thought that since we are married we should have a honeymoon"
Hannah laughed and kissed his cheek. "Thank You"
"Thank me when we get there"
"OK" Hannah looked around behind her to see Harrison still sleeping peacefully "If our daughter is anywhere near as good as your son"
Dexter interrupted her "Our son"
"Dexter he is your son"
"No, you are going to be the only mother he will grow up with, he is your son too"
"I was just wondering what good a mother I will be"
"We have been through this before, Harrison loves you, we are going to be a beautiful family"
Dexter decided to ask her a little more about her family life as a child. Something which he had failed to do over the year they had known each other. She was quite forthcoming with information now.
"Well you met my father, he was never the same hating me, especially after I ran away with Wayne, my Mum got very ill and died only a couple of months after I was put into juvie. When I was little is had cousins that is used to spend most of my time with, they were my friends, I had an aunt that I liked. But my dad lost all his money and we moved away. On a farm where we had to all pitch in and work. I met Wayne who's family lived on a neighbouring farm and I had a crush on him, I missed my family and hated my father so when Wayne asked me to run away with him it was so easy to do so." Hannah looked at Dexter who was looking at the road "You understand don't you?"
"Of course" Dexter said smiling "It wasn't your fault about your mother. You couldn't have known"
Dexter was trying to be helpful, comforting, Hannah was quiet for a while.
After a few more conversations where she told him how she had poisoned the counciller in Juvie and then what she had done in the ten years after, how at the age of 26 she had met and married a 38 year old man and then poisoned him after she fell pregnant and he wouldn't let her keep the baby. After this emotionally exhausting conversation Hannah fell asleep. She didn't wake until they got there. Dexter had been hoping for snow and was so pleased that it was. This marked the first time he had actually seen real snow, as had Harrison and Hannah.
They were on a beach, not the best place in this weather, but Dexter had thought it would be the best place for them to see the snow. Dexter pulled up in the empty car park and Hannah woke as the car came to a stop. Harrison who had been awake for a while was staring in awe at the falling snow.
Dexter grinned at her who had a disbelieving expression on her face.
"Your not going to try to kill me again are you?" Hannah said
"We will have to see about that...Come on lets get you all wrapped up"
Dexter exited the car, opened the trunk and a suitcase and got out some warmer coats, hats, gloves and socks. He sat Harrison on his knee and helped him put on his gloves and pulled the hat over his eyes. Harrison looked around confused then lifted the hat up of his eyes, causing Dexter and Hannah to laugh. Harrison jumped down and ran towards the snow.
Dexter watched him pick it up and throw it about. Such a new experience for him.
"Now you turn" Dexter said to Hannah
She kept slapping his hands away but he was adamant he would help her put her gloves and socks on. He pulled her hat down over her ears and forced her to wear a scarf.
"Dexter, I'm fine" Hannah kept saying but Dexter gave her an extra thick jumper just to be sure.
Soon Dexter and Hannah followed Harrison onto the snowy beach. Gloved hand in gloved hand.
"Thank you for this" Hannah said looking around in all the falling snow, she stuck her tongue out to catch the snow. Harrison copied this which made Dexter laugh.
Dexter gave her a quick kiss and then bent down to make a snowball which he then threw gently at Harrison. He was quick on the uptake and a beautiful day out in the snow soon turned into a family snowball fight.
Dexter had booked them in a hotel for the week. They hadn't stopped for any lunch and so they ate an extra large dinner at the restaurant underneath the hotel. As it was winter there wasn't a huge amount of people which suited them just fine. The Hotel room was large and modern and looked quite expensive and Hannah was pleased that he would spent this much money on her.
He kissed her again and then collected the luggage from the car.
Hannah gave him the motivation he needed by saying "Tonight you will get your reward"
They spent the rest of the evening simply exploring the hotel, the arcade, food hall, shops.
They got back to the room quite late and Dexter put Harrison to bed while Hannah walked into the bathroom. They had a large bathroom with a hot tub. Harrison soon fell asleep and Dexter shut his door and hoped he wouldn't interrupt their fun. He never had done before.
Dexter entered the bathroom and locked the door.
She was completely naked.
Dexter frowned slightly in surprise, it really should not have seemed like a big deal, Dexter thought. They'd been having sex for over six months in various positions. During that time he has seen every single part of her naked, but he hadn't seen her naked since she had begun to show. He had seen buts of her, but never fully nude. So now was seeing her in all her nude glory for the first in a couple of months. His mouth fell open in lust and hunger.
Dexter could clearly see the anxiety in those eyes in showing herself like this but also a determination to see it through. She had turned on the hot tub in preparation. The light blonde hair she was completely free of her normal layers of make up. This didn't make her look any less beautiful to Dexter. She was getting quite large now and there was a stripe of slightly unruly looking hair above her pussy; her legs and arms were slender and firm. She looked beautiful, he knew she had been a little concerned with her appearance now that she was really showing and if he could prove to her that she was and always would be beautiful he would.
Hannah cleared her throat and Dexter shook his head out of his reverie. She'd obviously been waiting for him to say something about her appearance. He met her eyes with total confidence.
"You're the most beautiful person I have ever seen," he said truthfully.
"Hmm…" said Hannah, thoughtfully, she then grinned "well then why are you still dressed?"
As fast as he could he pulled off his shirt and undid his belt. Hannah stepped towards him and pulled his belt off. She them pulled his pants down. Then his underwear which he stepped out of as they pooled on the floor.
Hannah laid her hands gently on his chest and smiled at him but she still seemed nervous for some reason.
"I love you" he said staring into his eyes.
"That's good" she laughed, "Come on, lets have a go in the hot tub"
She quickly pulled away with obvious excitement and walked over to the hot tub and stepped in. Dexter followed her and lowered himself slowly into the hot water. He quickly took Hannah in his arms and kissed her lustily. She pushed him away and smiled "Lets just relax for a bit" Hannah said
He wrapped his arms around Hannah again and embraced her, so they floated together; her back against his front. She laid her hands on his own and seemed to want to keep them in place, just lying quite still in his arms for a bit and enjoying the closeness of their bodies. It was soothing and relaxing simply lying together with Hannah in the warm water.
Dexter started planting very light kisses on back of Hannah' neck and slowly moving down across her shoulders.
Hannah turned around in the water and kissed him, she cupped his face and ran her hands through his hair as she suckled on each of his lips in turn. His arms were still wrapped about her body; hands resting on her back. They floated together along the hot tub. They sat in the corner and Dexter could finally get started.
Hannah' tongue teased between his lips and as he opened them letting her in to his mouth; the tip of her tongue teased across his own and then retreated, encouraging him to take the lead again. His arms tightened their grip on her with her permission; his right arm stretch across her body to grip her right hip while with his left, he slid his finger tips up her spine, sending tickling shivers up it and then came to a rest at the base of her skull supporting her head. He slipped his tongue back into her mouth and swirled it around. The interplay of their tongues was not so much a battle for dominance as a silly game. Dexter felt Hannah' body involuntarily draw closer and their front pressed together; he could feel the hard presence of her erect nipples as two almost throbbing points of heat on his chest and his hardening dick was being squeezed between the hot embrace of their bodies. Dexter moaned long and hard into her mouth, luxuriating in the feel of her body pressed against his.
Dexter pulled back and but her neck hard causing her to yelp. He soothed it with his tongue and captured her open mouth. He then ran the tip of his tongue along the line of her collar bone then moved his head lower still to his true targets; Hannah' round and beautiful breasts. Her breasts had grown larger since her pregnancy but right now they were the largest they had been and much more noticeable.
"Oh god Dexter" she moaned, "suck my tits."
And he did; fondling them in his hands, testing their weight and firmness as he squeezed them gently then licking the tip of his tongue around her pale areolae; teasing first one then the other into hardness so he could suckle softly on her nipples. Hannah gasped and moaned in delight and smiled at Dexter' enthusiasm for it.
After a few minutes an almost deliriously happy Hannah, lightly lifted his head from her boobs and drew him into another long kiss, this time her tongue felt more urgent to Dexter; so he obediently picked up the pace.
She smirked at him again as if sensing the crude images in his mind and then to his very great surprise, placed her hands on the sides of the tub, hoisted herself out and sauntered off, so that Dexter could only stare at her bum; soaking wet, shiny and slick as it wiggled as she walked away.
Hannah called back, "Are you joining me?"
Woken out of his reverie, Dexter pulled himself out quickly; his almost completely erect penis wavered and dripped as he did. Then he was where Hannah had gone to. The door had opened. Dexter walked into the bedroom. She was lying on it, smiling up at him, and then she spread her legs in an obvious invitation. Dexter, of course, did not need to be asked twice, almost tripping in his haste to join her.
Kneeling between her legs; Dexter took her feet in his hands and started planting kisses on the left foot then the right ankle and then slowly kissed his way up the right knee, then swapping back to the left leg and trailing his lips down the inside of her leg towards her wet pussy, delighting in hearing her breathe growing hoarse and ragged in clear anticipation of some good cunt licking on this point. He planted one last kiss on her leg; he hovered his lips of her pussy and obviously licked them. Then he kissed her; just to the right of the soaked stripe of pubic hair above her pussy. Hannah shuddered and mewled as he worked his way up her body; stopping to lick her protruding belly button and then sliding his lips up between the valley of her breasts until his face hovered just over her lips. He pulled back slightly when she tried to kiss him.
"You fucker" she growled; frustrated. Dexter affected a look of great surprise then looked down back towards her pussy.
"Oh, dear me" he said, "If you like, I can go back down and give you a..."
He started to trail his lips slowly back down her body.
Hannah growled, "I need you in me right now!"
Dexter' cock twitched in arousal at the sheer erotic need in her tone. Suddenly acting on an almost feral instinct he clamped his mouth down over Hannah' again and their tongues quickly became embroiled in another epic battle for dominance, almost entirely on its own; the tip of his cock found the wet heat of her entrance and slipped inside. It took all the willpower Dexter possessed to stop himself just thrusting as hard and fast as possible; instead he moved his hips forward; driving into her body in one steady but agonizingly slow movement. Her hands tangled in his hair; her grip growing tighter and tighter as he went deeper and deeper until he was fully inside; buried to the balls in hot velvety flesh.
Their lips parted and Dexter lifted himself up slightly on his arms to gaze down at the girl impaled upon the length of his dick. He couldn't see the slightest hint of nerves in her eyes now; just a passionate smouldering lust.
"Oh God, you look sexy," moaned Harry and started to very gently move; attempting a smooth, constant motion in and out of her as opposed to his usual series of hard quick thrusts. Although the sensations of fucking Hannah were amazing as ever, the slower pace; didn't overwhelm is as much as before and instead he found himself transfixed by her face, now he could see the pleasure he was giving; see the flared nose and slightly opened lips gasping, an expression that might have looked slightly gormless if not for the fires of pleasure in her eyes.
"Don't stop, this feels so good. Just a bit more…" Hannah gasped; her voice trailing off as her arms wrapped about Dexter' neck pulling him down close to her again. Their faces barely an inch apart.
The next time, Hannah' agile hands found his arse, they stayed there, gripping slightly and encouraging Dexter to increase the pace. He did; while still trying to keep his movements smooth and constant even at this faster pace. His hands stroked Hannah' face and hair as he remained fixed on beautiful visage. He could feel his dick throbbing inside her, desperately aching for relief. He ignored it. He was determined, determined to give the beauty beneath him as much pleasure as possible; to see her cum.
"Oh goooooooooodddddddd" she managed to moan incoherently before Dexter wrapped his lips about hers; kissing her deeply even as his eyes stayed locked on hers. The feeling of every single part of their bodies being touched and intertwined with each other seemed to set her off. Every muscle under Dexter seemed to tense under enormous strain and then shudder and quake with release. Her lips broke from his so she could splutter and gasp in great breathes between weak muttered praises. Her hip rose upwards seeming to involuntarily grind against Dexter, before she collapsed with a blissful almost dazed expression on her face.
Dexter could only hold her in his arms a wait for her to recover. When she had returned to herself, she gave him the most satisfied smile imaginable but she frowned when she noticed his unabated erection.
"You didn't cum?" She said, while Dexter tried to tell her that it was fine, "No, we can't have that."
As quick as that Dexter found himself flat on his back in the middle of the bed with Hannah straddling his waist. She had one hand on the centre of his chest; both supporting her weight and encouraging him to lie still. The other was on his cock; grasping it firmly just under the head to direct it at her entrance. She rubbed him against her entrance and rolled her hips letting his head play against the lips of her labia and have a taste of the wetness and heat of her.
"Fucker" Harry growled up at her,
"You deserve it" Hannah winked at him. Then her hips plunged; enveloping him once more in her hot velvet embrace; drawing an loud moan from his lips. He reached out with his hands to grip her ass, to balance her and help her ride him but she giggled and batted them away.
"No, Dexter, I want to do this for you," she said huskily, "just relax for me"
She moved Dexter' hands underneath his head and then began to ride him slowly.
Rubbing her hands against chest for balance; Hannah set up a rhythm; squeezing him with the muscles of her cunt; relaxing them as she plunged and tightening as she rose up again. The result was that he entered her easily but felt her more as she slid up. Each repeat of the process seemed to draw a bigger moan from him. Her hands started moving over his chest, the sensation of her finger tips moving over his chest sent spider webs of pleasure shooting across him. Hannah seemed to always know just how and where he want to be touched almost before he did and her hands worked him over perfectly. His head slumped back in his hands as waves of pure bliss washed over him. He didn't last long under the sensual assault; having already used up all his willpower when he'd been on top.
"Uh!" He moaned with each impaling thrust; "Fuck that's... oh!"
Hannah buried herself to his hilt as he came; rolling and grinding her hips to finish him off.
Completely spent; his body seemed to relax entirely and he slumped back onto the bed. So did Hannah; resting almost entirely on top his body; her head tucked against his shoulder. One hand causally draped on his chest, playing with his right nipple. They lay there in complete silence and in Dexter' eyes complete comfort. At the moment, he could not remember another time when he had felt as happy and as completely relaxed. He glanced fondly down at Hannah. She grinned back up at him.
That was really how their week went, during the day they went out as a family to all sorts of different places. In the snow, Dexter himself had never experienced snow so it was a interesting time for him as well. Hannah had wanted to see the snow ever since she was a little girl and he was so pleased to have made her dream come true. Then at night of course the sex was incredible. He had thought that she might be too tired when she was pregnant, and maybe be too exhausted after two rounds. Quite the opposite, four rounds of mind blowing sex every night for a week.
God that woman is incredible.
Agent Davis had returned to the FBI Headquarters after her fairly unsuccessful meeting with Lumen Pierce. She had watched the DVD's so she knew exactly what hell Lumen Pierce went through. It was because of this she went alone and because of this she didn't arrest her. In some way she understood her devotion towards Dexter, he love for Dexter. Live in fear and pain for so long and a man walks in and is kind, and kills her rapists. It must have been easy to love Dexter. She had explained her absence from a day off. In truth if she was to catch Dexter, she wanted to do it, nobody else. Probably a bit selfish that way. The other FBI Agents had many other leads they were going to, they had questioned his step kids so often but they didn't know anything. His colleagues were no help at all, they hadn't even suspected that he was a killer for fifteen years so Agent Davis doubted that they would have known anything that the FBI didn't. Yet still they kept bringing them in asking the same questions. It was really the only thing they could do. The step kids were minors and couldn't be questioned without an adult and their grandparents had long since tired of coming in.
Agent Davis had begun searching the file room for anything more about Dexter' life, she realised she knew practically everything about his life, except only his current location. One morning saying to her staff she was following a lead which was technically true. She went to visit Arlene Shram who hadn't been questioned by her yet. She drove out to Hileah in her car and knocked on the small unkempt house. Arlene herself also looked unkempt when she answered the door. He own two children standing behind her.
"Hello, I'm Agent Davis, can I come in?" She said flashing her badge
Arlene looked annoyed and she wondered how many people had visited her asking about Hannah Mckay.
"Fine" Arlene grumbled standing aside "Go out back and play" She ordered her children
To anyone else Agent Davis would have probably made a remark about her children being beautiful, however Arlene didn't seem the type of woman seeking this approval and it would probably sound patronising coming from her. After the kids had scampered off outside Arlene led Agent Davis into the kitchen/dining room and they sat at the table. Arlene didn't offer Agent Davis a drink.
"So what do you want?" Arlene said with impatience
"I would like to ask you about Dexter Morgan"
Arlene actually looked surprised, she had probably only been asked about Hannah before now.
"Really, I don't know anything about Dexter Morgan"
"I just want to know a little bit more about hers and Dexter' relationship" asked Agent Davis "Could you help me with that?"
"I can try" Arlene said
"Do you have an idea about how Hannah felt about Dexter?"
"She loved him" Arlene said, this wasn't going to lead to Hannah' arrest so why not tell the FBI.
"Loved? does she not still?"
"Maybe, I know she loved him more than anyone else, when he betrayed her she was heartbroken"
"He betrayed her?"
"Yes"
"What, how? why?"
"I don't know, his sister was threatening me, wanting to know things about Hannah which I didn't, she threatened to take my kids away, I know Dexter gave the police the evidence to get her locked up"
"Why would he do that, he loved her?"
"How do you know?"
"I was the one who interrogated him, got him to confess"
"Did you?"
"OK, have you ever met Dexter?"
"Only once, he came by asking where Hannah was after she escaped from prison, I was her only known friend"
"And what did you tell him?"
"I said I was angry at him for betraying the person he was supposed to love, yet he convinced me he felt guilty for putting her in jail and he wanted to make amends"
"And you told him where she was"
"I have no idea where she was I told him that"
"Right" Agent Davis said not believing a word. "I was wondering if you knew where Hannah would go if she was free"
"I don't know"
"Anywhere she said she would like to go?"
"Argentina"
"Argentina?" Agent Davis said in confusion
"She always wanted to go there, she told me about it in Juvie, that was where her and Wayne were going to go"
"Her and Wayne, so it is plausible that her and Dexter are there now"
"Plausible, I didn't say that"
"You didn't need to, Goodbye Miss Schram"
She had spent nearly three hours at Arlene's, between driving all the way out to Hialeah and then the meeting with Arlene most of the day had gone. She wanted to drive down to the shipping docks to check their records before it got too late. She raced down to the docks, using some quite reckless driving and managed to get there with enough hours in the working day spare. It was quite a busy day for the dock workers. A new ship had come in and they were in the process of getting forklifts and cranes to help get the numerous shipping containers off. She was unsure if she would be able to get a meeting with the manager or whatever the boss was called. A few men stopped what they were doing to stare at her. Once upon a time with would have bothered her, however now it didn't, she was a rising star in the FBI thanks to one Dexter Morgan. Which was another reason why she wanted to find Dexter to ask the truth, why her? Why he chose to speak to her and nobody else. She thought that maybe without camera's and handcuffs he could tell her the truth.
Agent Davis knocked on the door of the foreman's office. An older man in his late fifties with greying hair answered her and was only to pleased to help the FBI and of course a pretty young woman. She had the feeling that he would do anything she asked of him. So first she asked about any ships leaving to Argentina the space of a month ago. She only prayed that Lumen had been telling her the truth about that. According to Arlene Hannah and always wanted to go to Argentina so it made sense that they would move their after they escaped from prison. Also the added attraction of no extradition for the serial killing family. There was also the matter of Dexter Morgan' son, Harrison. After a few months had passed everyone was still looking for the fugitive at large Dexter Morgan but the hunt for Harrison an innocent child in all this had lessened considerably to the point where she wasn't even sure if there were still people looking for him. She suspected he was with Hannah and Dexter somewhere. Say whatever you like Dexter didn't come across as a bad or abusive father on the contrary during her interviews with him it was when he spoke about his son and girlfriend was when he showed the most emotion and was able to talk freely without thinking.
The foreman directed her to the filing room in person, chatting on about something. She didn't really listen. With great disappointment it seemed, the foreman left her alone with the file clerk a young twenty something, pimply bloke who managed to find the file she asked for. He made space on a desk near his for her, she sat down and he offered her a coffee which she accepted. It was immensely dark in this room and a highly depressing place to work she would imagine. She turned on the lamp on the desk to see better and began thumbing through the file. There was a ton of waffle before she got down to the important information such as the destination which was the most important. Still she painstakingly read through the file not wanting to possibly miss out on anymore information. By the time she had finished her coffee was still half full and stone cold. She asked the file clerk if he would photocopy the summary at the end of the file for her. He walked off to do just that and she was surprised by her ability to use her looks to get what she wanted. This was something she had never or hardly done before. Putting the photocopied sheet of paper in her handbag she left the file room and the dock yard going back to her car. It was nearly the end of her shift at work so instead she drove straight home. She entered her apartment looking up to the wall which she had devoted to catching Dexter Morgan. It would probably look as though she was a crazy stalker if anybody walked in. Currently though she lived alone, no boyfriends at the moment, if she had she would probably not have devoted as much time to trying to catch Dexter. She made herself a quick easy cheese and pickle sandwich before sitting down at the coffee table in front of the turned off television. She ate while she read through the summary sheet of the shipping manifest. She ate her last bite and sat a while in silence thinking, she needed more information before she was to go to Argentina. She reached for her laptop searching using a web browser. La Plata. That was where the ship had docked first. She opened up a second tab to look for flights and the prices. Fairly reasonable considering the current salary she was now earning. Catching Dexter Morgan would look great for her and open door in the promotion ladder. With a click she made a flight booking for a month's time. Time to get to work.
Right now at this moment life was so very good for Dexter Morgan. Everything was coming together. Work at the flower shop was good, they were within a fortnight of Hannah' due date. Dexter was refusing to let Hannah lift a single thing. Even Harrison was helping out. He could now pot plants with the best of them and had become Hannah' extention since she didn't have the current mobility at the moment. Hannah and Harrison had become even closer. Harrison just out of the bluw had begun calling Hannah "Mom" which was quite surprising and shocking for Hannah but who eventually realised she was his mother now and she admitted she quite liked it. They were all very excited about the new baby girl. Hannah and Dexter had eventually decided on a name less than a month from the due date. Lily-Anne. Hannah really loved the name and Dexter had no problem with it. Even some of the locals were helping out Hannah. The whole Todd family were now treasured and respected members of the town's community. They had even more regulars now and were forming friendships with the customers.
Then out of the blue it all changed. They had been going along and for the first time in his life he knew what true happiness was like. Hannah was sitting behind the counter chatting pleasantly to the old women who seemed to love the young pregnant woman, constantly quizzing her on names, babies and their own pregnancies. Since it was making Hannah so happy she was quite amicable to talk to and answered all their questions with some of her own. She hadn't experienced what it was like caring for a newborn. She had asked Dexter but typical male said it was fine and nothing more.
Harrison was in the back of the shop doing spending time with his father. Everything changed when two men entered the shop.
Hannah instantly knew something was up and stood. Most of the shop was looking at the two men. And of course they had guns. Both of the men were a similar age mid twenties. The had handguns, pistols which they took from their jacket pockets.
"What idiots" Hannah thought "What person in their right mind robs a flower shop?"
When the men began talking Hannah knew she should be wary, they sounded clearly high. Voices high pitched and hazy, not the voices you expected. A collective gasp uttered from the shop customers at the sight of the guns. Dexter sitting down in back stood at the gasp. Past experience knew he should be prepared for anything, however he wasn't thinking. Forgot to get a weapon, his switch blade stayed on the side table. He only put his brain to good use when he told Harrison sternly but quietly to stay in the back.
"Open the cash register...Now!" one of the men growled at Hannah.
She made to unlock the register but her hands were shaking and she fumbled. It all would have gone fine except for the second man, who turned out to be much more of a freak of nature than Hannah expected, put his hand over hers while the other man held the rest of the shop at gunpoint.
"Your a pretty one" He whispered "Pregnant too" The hunger in his eyes made Hannah wretch. He walked around the counter to even close proximity to her. he then proceded to touch her in ways a stranger shouldn't. However Hannah using all her strength and using both hands gripped the man's middle and fourth finger with each of her hands and pulled apart. She clearly broke the man's fingers and after the man slapped her across the face for her actions she saw a fair amount of blood spewing from between his fingers.
Dexter meanwhile had a vague understanding as to what was going on. He was standing with his back against the wall behind the door frame of the side room they had, looking sparingly at the main shop peeking around the corner. The women and a few children were huddled in the corner, the men stood around them protecting them. After the man that Hannah had hurt had recovered slightly, he had still let out a girlish scream which on another day might have made Dexter laugh if it weren't for the circumstances, he grabbed Hannah by the throat and ordered the other man to check the back room.
Dexter was fully panicking now. He gestured with everything he could for Harrison to hide. Dexter thought he grasped the severity of the situation and crawled underneath Dexter' desk behind the chair. Dexter however was much too big to hide or to attempt to attack when the man came in the room. He was decent with guns. He played over in his head what might happen if he took the gun from the man. If it were only him he would of course take his gun. But the chances of taking the gun and shooting the other man in the face while he had Hannah was slim, he wasn't even the best shot. The thing was it wasn't only his life at stake at this moment. Hannah', Harrison' and his unborn Lily-Anne. Even the lives of the customers. Dexter didn't even try to hide.
"Oh we've got another one in here" said the man stumbling over his words in ridiculous fashion. Dexter allowed himself to be taken, or more like dragged into the shop his hands up in a supposidly peaceful gesture. The man dragged him over to the middle of the shop. All the time Dexter stared at Hannah. The man holding her had his arm around her throat and his gun to her head. She looked terrified, But he knew her well enough to know she was only fearful for Lily-Anne' life.
"Look what do you want?" Dexter pleaded "You have the keys just take the money and go, we won't report it. You can have it all, just please leave"
Out of the corner of his eyes he saw Harrison light blond hair appear around the corner of the door. "Please stay there Harrison" Dexter thought
"We will leave when I say we will leave right now we want some pregnant pussy" said the man holding Hannah, as soon as he said this he licked Hannah' neck. She whimpered in fear and tried to pull away but he was too strong for her. Dexter at these words made an involuntarily movement towards them. He was stopped in his tracks by the butt of the other mans gun striking him across the face. Breaking his nose.
"Oh, are you the father then?" The man holding Hannah said with glee "Husband are you, how will you feel once you watch us rape you wife?"
Dexter got to his feet and his eyes cleared. The man next to him gripped his head and dug the gun hard into his skull. he was to dazed to do anything. The man dragged Hannah around the counter in front of all of them. The look of glee on his face was the worst thing Dexter would ever see. the women in the corner were crying. Hannah was crying. Then a loud yell of "Mommy"
Harrison shot out of the room and before anyone could react, say or do anything Harrison stabbed the man holding Hannah in the thigh, right above the kneecap. The highest he could reach. Blood spurted from the deep wound. The man slowly fell to the floor. Everyone was so shocked by Harrison, they all stood dumbfounded for two seconds. When Dexter realised he should be getting the gun off the man next to him he turned his head to his right only to see the man lift his gun. Aim it at Harrison. BANG. Harrison twirled on the spot and fell to the floor limp.
And Dexter Morgan descended into madness.