A/N: Alright, so I had this idea while watching Dexter the other day, and then I noticed that this category has very few works (Maybe even one, I think...)

Anyway, Hope you like.

Let the story... COMMENCE!

"Ha ha ha! It must be my birthday, Dexter." Doakes said, leaning on Dexter's desk, with that evil smile of his.

"Your birthday is in -"

"That's not what I meant. Today, Dexter, is the day you get kicked out of Miami."

Dexter then turned away from his computer.

"What?" He said dryly.

"You're being fired!"

"Actually, he's getting transferred." LaGuerta was suddenly behind Doakes.

"Where?" Dexter said.

"Washington." LaGuerta said with a smile and a wink.

Doakes turned and looked at her. "The state? Please say the state."

"Nope. The capitol." LaGuerta said, eyeing Dexter, awaiting a response.

Dexter's eyes widened and he gave his best fake smile.

"Why?" He said with a fake half-laugh.

"I don't know. I guess word of all your great work spread up to some important people."

His face went normal, sad almost.

"My work?" He began to sweat.

Did I lock my apartment? Did I put my slides back in the AC? Did someone find my DNA on a victim? No. Couldn't be. Dexter's mind was racing.

"Yah. Your work. You know, your work here, at the station. All those crimes you helped solve."

"You alright?" Doakes said, eyeing his sweat.

Dexter realized he was sweating and wiped his face.

"Haha. Just kinda hot in here."

"Anyway, pack up your things, a government vehicle will be arriving here soon to pick you up."

"G-Government vehicle?" Dexter began to sweat again.

"Yah. Sweety, you're going to the Jeffersonian Institute."

A/N: Just an intro, hopefully more to come!

And I just improved this, sorry if it sucked.

Have a good one!