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Darling Dexter ([info]i_fakeit) wrote in [info]we_coexist,
@ 2008-05-08 19:09:00

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Entry tags:deborah morgan, dexter morgan, zz:status complete

Finally (Deb)
He knew in his heart that he shouldn't have put off calling Deb for so long. Dexter couldn't say why he'd done it, but he had. He supposed a part of him was hoping that she'd adjust to this place just a little before he had any contact with her so she'd be just a little bit calmer.

It wasn't likely, though.

Especially since he'd not returned her call quickly. She was going to be pissed off.

Dexter hit callback on his phone and listened to it ring. The side of himself that was really ashamed at what he'd done hoped that he'd just get an answering machine. So she could call him back later and yell at him. He knew though, really knew, that he needed her to answer so he could talk to her and let her know that he was here too. That she wasn't alone.

He sighed and sat on the couch, listening to the phone ring.
Christ, didn't she even have voicemail? How long had she set this thing to keep ringing?



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[info]i_unmask
2008-05-10 10:25 pm UTC (link)
One of the rings were cut into by a familiar voice; "Where the fuck have you been?"

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[info]i_fakeit
2008-05-11 12:45 am UTC (link)
He didn't let Deb's annoyance get to him. He couldn't. He'd known her for too long.

"Hello, Deb, nice to hear your voice too. Welcome to The City, by the way. That's big C big T. The City. It's an interesting and infuriating place as I'm sure you've found out by now."

What he didn't tell her was that she was lucky he was here at all. From what he'd seen, there was no sense of whole families being pulled in. Hell, if it had been that way, she and Rita would have come with him. But they hadn't.

"Sorry I didn't call you back right away. I've had a lot of work to do." That sounded better than what had really gone on by any stretch of the imagination.

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[info]i_unmask
2008-05-13 01:23 pm UTC (link)
"You had work to do?" Deb screamed into the phone. It had taken some time before he returned her call, so Deb felt fully justified in venting some of her anger and frustration. Knowing Dex the way she did, he'd apologize lamely and smile and Deb... would forgive him. She always did.

"I get pulled into some fucked up Wonderland-Oz fucked thing and knowing how fucked it is and knowing I just got here you don't return my calls because you had fucking work to do? I am your fucking sister, Dex. You think you maybe could have found five minutes out of your day to give me a fucking call?"

She was mad. Furious. But she also knew she wasn't going to stay that way. Still, she estimated she had a good week of milking this for all it was worth and making him miserable. He deserved it. He had fucked up. Deb should not have gotten her reassurance from crazy fruit girl. It should have been him.

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[info]i_fakeit
2008-05-15 04:16 pm UTC (link)
"I'm sorry, Deb." Dex said, looking at his feet, though she couldn't see what he was doing. "It was the kind of work that couldn't just be ignored."

Like killing his best friend and trying to save himself from a psychotic knife.

"I hate to say it, but you're sort of lucky I'm here at all. Most people don't have anybody they already know." Dexter said it with a bit of hint in his voice, indicating that's how it'd been for him.

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[info]i_unmask
2008-06-01 04:04 pm UTC (link)
Sometimes hints can go horribly wrong.

"Look until we figure out a way back, we're just going to have to stick together, okay? You're my brother and I'm not leaving this place without you. Where are you, right now?"

Deb was staying in a motel. She'd decided against Bates for obvious reasons.

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[info]i_fakeit
2008-06-01 07:36 pm UTC (link)
"My apartment is here." Dexter frowned a little. "Deb, I don't think there's a way out of here. There are plenty of people with power enough to try, and they're still here."

How would she take it if he told her about Superman? Or Spock for that matter?

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