Outside, Doakes breaks into the adjoining structure with an axe, and once inside he discovers an escape tunnel under a piece of sheet metal. Brian's gone.
Later, Deb is being examined by an EMT. "Any headache, dizziness?" "No, I'm fine," she says. She is definitely not fine. Even if she is right now, she's going to need some serious therapy. "I just want to go home," she says. "I'm afraid we have to transport you to the hospital," says the EMT.
"You're saying Rudy called you? Why would he do that?" LaGuerta asks Dexter, with Doakes at her side. "I think he wanted me to try to talk him down. He said he was having second thoughts about killing Deb. He seemed to feel like we have some kind of connection." "He's not the only one," says Doakes. "He said he'd kill Deb if I didn't show up alone," says Dexter. Doakes says Dexter almost got Deb killed, and that he's going to request an immediate suspension when he gets back to the station. Hearing this, Deb says, "You're gonna what? Are you questioning Dexter?" "Morgan --" "Back the fuck off my brother! He just saved my life! He's a fucking hero! I want each of you to treat him that way, goddammit!" Dexter leads her away. Amazing that it took all this for her to finally step up and come to her brother's fucking defense. I guess she doesn't have a boyfriend anymore, so...
Deb and Dexter are riding in the ambulance on the way to the hospital, and Dex says, "Let it go, Deb. I thought you were going to burst a frontal lobe out there." "Assholes," she says, smiling slightly, happy to return to something familiar, no matter what it is. Looking down, she realizes that she's still wearing the engagement ring that Brian gave her, and she makes a disgusted sound while trying to get it off. Dexter sees her struggling and helps her get it off. "He's still out there," she says. "Yeah." "He didn't get what he wanted." "No." "Do you think he'll try it again?" "Maybe." Dexter tells her that he'll make sure she gets an officer stationed outside her hospital room, and she says she's not staying at the fucking hospital. "Well, you're not staying at your home." "Then I'll just crash with you." He tells her to wait and see what the doctor says. After a pause, Deb cries a little and says, "Why me? Why did he choose me?" "Just lucky, I guess," he whispers. She collapses into his brotherly embrace and sobs rack her body. She thanks him over and over, and says, "Dad would be so proud."