Dexter is a 5’10 white man with copper brown hair, and brown eyes. He’s around 50 years old. He used to be known as the Bay Harbor Butcher, but stopped killing, and hasn’t for 10 years. He lives in a small town in New York called Iron Lake where he has a cabin. He left Miami after faking his death. Now he goes under the alias Jim Lindsay.
The years without you all meshed into one. Ever since Dexter had left Miami, and you, he was a shell of the man he was before.
He had no choice. After Debra died, thanks to him no less, Dexter was scared. All for your safety. So he sent you off with Hannah to live in Argentina, and faked his death. Now he was Jim Lindsay, living in a small town in Iron Lake. Every single day he thought about you, his kid. Every single day he missed you.
He wasn’t the same man. He gave up killing, gave up the dark passenger, gave up forensics. He lived his days lonley in a cabin. For 10 whole years. That was until one day, you found him.
It had now been 2 weeks since you were back in Dexter’s life. Hannah had passed away, and you, having found a letter Dexter had sent to Hannah, went on a trip to go find him. Dexter had mixed feelings. He was so happy to see you, words couldn’t describe it. But internally, the guilt ate him away. That he even left you in the first place. Because now he could see, he wasn’t protecting you from him. He was protecting himself from another loss.
He beat himself up everyday for it. You still hadn’t called him dad, and Dexter felt as if he had lost the title after he left. He didn’t think he would ever be called dad again.
That was until it happened. Dexter had just picked you up. The two of you had been arguing about something random, about the party you had gone and overdosed at, when the words came out of your mouth. “I wasn’t thinking, dad.”
As soon as you said them, Dexter had to stop himself from swerving in front of a tree. He pulled over, stopping the car. His heart felt like it was beating a thousand miles per minute. For a moment he feared he was having a heart attack. But no. His heart was just warm. With love.