Description: The effects of highway hypnosis and grief.
Spoilers: Episode 5.01, "My Bad"
Disclaimer: It is with a heavy heart that I admit that the exclusive rights to Dexter aren't mine, nor will they ever be. Although I do own Michael C. Hall. He's mine.
He's heard of highway hypnosis, and this must be it: a moment ago he was wide awake in bed, and now…
He's standing here.
And not sure of what he wants, really, but wandering the abandoned corridors and feeling the splintered, wooden panels under his fingers feels something like healing.
He remembers what it was like to love a woman once... Laura. He'd cherished that, because it reminded him of when he was human… when he could feel. But now, returning to his boyhood home on the day he buries Rita, loving a woman mostly feels like emptiness and pain.