The Past is the Future (Dexter love story)

Prologue

- Remember when you found me drowning, caught me from the deepest end..-

So far away by Red

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"Hitler wanted Jews to be killed because it was said that they killed Jesus and that they were the reason of Germany losing the Great war. Yet Jesus himself was Jewish. 

Hitler believed that the strong Aryans were the key of making Germany the stronger. But let me tell you Aryan race that Hitler advertised does not even exist. 

We'll go to that more in the next lesson, but remember this. One of Hitler's last wishes was to end the Aryans. Because they were weak and were losing the world war two. But next time we'll talk about holocaust and the Aryans. We'll see if we can go to the Stalingrad's attack, but see you then bye!", I smiled at the students. 

"Bye, Prof Rogers", the class chorused and I waved at them as they flowed out. I sighed and sat down opening my phone. One missed call. It was from an unknown number. 

I pressed call and started waiting. "Sergeant Batista", came a man's voice from the other end.

"Hi, it's Sonja Rogers. I got a call from this number today", I explained. 

"Oh yes Ms. Rogers we have important news to you and you should come to  Miami Metro Police Department today. I cannot inform them by phone but if you could visit us?" Batista asked.

I bit my lip worriedly. "Umm I will be there at four a clock if that is suitable?", I ask looking at my schedule at the same time.

"Yes that works very well, see you then. You can end this call now",he said and I ended the call right away. 

I looked at the clock. Ten minutes till next class. I found Jace's number and started calling.

"Hey  momma", came the voice of a nine year old.  I smiled. "Hey sweetheart, momma will come to pick you up at in between four and five. I'm sorry you have to wait. Stay at the grounds and do not go anywhere near big road okay?"

"It's okay, But you promise you'll be here?", he asked his voice trembling.

"Of course sweetheart I'll be there. I love you", I say to him.

"I love you to, bye momma", he said and ended the call. I hope he'll stay away from strangers.

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I arrived to the  Miami Metro Police Department and I was greeted by a Chinese dude.

"Vince Masuka my lady", he said flirtily and winks at me.

"I'm Sonja Rogers. I got a call from Sergeant Batista, they said you had some important news to me", I say ignoring his flirting. 

"Oh hello", said an Italian looking guy. "I'm Angel Batista. We talked on phone today", I nodded. 

"come here and have a seat", he said leading me to a some kind of an office.

"Mary Sackley is your sister-in-law am I correct?", he asks looking at some files. I nod again.

"I am very sorry to inform that she has been murdered. She worked as a hooker did she not?",he asks.

"yes, but only in periods. She has a son, whom is under my custody", I inform tears coming into my eyes.

He nods sadly. "These murders have been happening to other hookers too. I'm sorry to say that Ms. Sackley has no head nor blood", he tells. I look at him wide eyed taking a shaky breath.

"N-no bl-blood", my breath becomes shallow and I start shaking. I'm having a panic attack. Fear of death starts to creep up.

I can barely see Batista standing up and calling someones names. Then after a minute in front of me stands a darker skinned woman and a brown haired man.

The woman kneels in front of me and cups my face.

"It's okay, shh shh. Look at me breath in and out", she says and starts instructing me how to breath. The man on the other hand takes my pulse from my neck and starts rubbing my shoulders. After what is like I don't know, ten minutes I calm down.

"you okay?", the woman asks. "yeah", I whisper. 

"Lieutenant Maria LaGuerta", she says shaking my hand. "Sonja Rogers, I think we've met before", I whisper. 

She looks at my face then she understands. "Oh yes, I'm so sorry", she says sadly. She worked on the case that included my parents and brother's murders.

"Dexter Morgan Blood spatter analysis", the man says also shaking my hand. He looks at me with emotionless eyes. Completely empty eyes. 

"Nice to meet ya, But I need to go. My son is waiting for me", I say hurriedly. 

"I don't think you should drive", Maria says gently."Do you have any friend who could pick you up?", she asks. 

"Well yeah, I could call Rita", I answer. 

"Rita Bennett?, Dexter asks. I nod looking at him oddly. "call her", Maria says and walks out.

I take out my phone. I dial her and start calling. It takes awhile before she picks up. "Hey Sonja, It's been so long", her happy voice comes from the other end. 

"Hey Rita, I'm at the Metro Police department ,can you come and pick me up. Also after that go pick Jace up", I ask sniffing a little.

"Oh of course, It'll take awhile though. Is Dexter there ", she asks. I look at Dexter and answer:"Yeah"

"Umm tell him that he's not welcome here anymore", her voice was weak. 

"Oh Rita love, let's talk when you get here", I say gently. "Bye"

I sigh and look up at Dexter. "Way to go and break my friend’s heart", I say coldly. "she asked me to tell you that you're not welcome there anymore", I say glaring at him. He just looks at me reaches behind him and takes out a box. "Donut?", he asks trying to smile.

I sigh looking at him shaking my head. Then took a donut. "You are one weird dude", I tell him.

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Dexter's point of view

I look down at the girl munching the donut. She didn't know me, but I knew her. More specifically the man who murdered her family. And the man who...destroyed part of her.