Juno

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My new name is Jefferson Tate , Dexter Morgan is no more, just thinking of my real name makes me feel like trash. Not only that, but it would be strange  to see Dexter Morgan pop up in some small town across the country when he "died" in Miami 2 years ago.

There's not a day that goes by that i don't think about my little peice of heaven on earth, My other half, the one that meant so much to me and the one i relied on so much, I just didn't know it then.

i always thought i was the one she needed, but man i was completely wrong. Because now im here, alone and empty.

Except now i know im empty.

God i miss her so much.

"Hey Dex! how's my brother?"

"im fine deb."

"Holy shit what crawled up your ass this morning?" she says while sipping her morning coffee.

"Nothing. I really need to get to work."

"You're already at work TARD!" she said following me into the lab.

"Deb i really can't talk right now okay!"

"Well fine then, asshole. Would steak and beer tonight make you feel better?"

"Not tonight! I have plans! Now just please?" i raised my hand towards the door suggesting that she should leave.

She didn't say anything anymore. She glared at me and walked away.

"Ouch. Heheh." said Masuka sarcastically.

I looked at him with angry eyes and slammed the door.

"Time to find out who's ending up on my table next."

These are the moments that haunt me the most, i shouldve been there. I wish i could take it back, and spend one more day with her.

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