I wanted to make a Fem!Reader x Connor story but due to the nature of historical nature of "Passing", I had to make Fem!Reader into a character. Hope you enjoy please fav and review if you like it! This first chapter has also been posted to my new fanfic blog on tumblr.

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"We were allocated this android for your new assignment," Captain Fowler replied pointing to a tawny brown woman. She had round doe-like hazel eyes and freckles across her cheeks and nose. Her lips were curled up in a sweet childlike smile. Her curly golden brown hair cascaded down her back in tight curls. She had so much hair, it seemed like she could create another head with it. Hank observed her burgundy bell sleeve shirt and light beige scooter skirt, it reminded him of pictures of his mother when she was a young adult. Standing in at 5'10" she was taller than most female androids.

"Hello Lt. Anderson, I'm an android sent by CyberLife. I was originally working with the SFPD," the female android answered. She offered Hank her hand. After a few seconds where he didn't return the gesture she returned her hand to her side. She turned to Captain Fowler with a small sheepish shrug. Captain Fowler had warned her that Lt. Anderson might be a little adverse to the situation but the Lieutenant was a good man once he came around.

"What the fuck is this?" demanded Hank. Puzzled the Android cocked her head. She blinked a few times, taking in each of Lt. Anderson's spastic movements. His fingers twitched angrily, it was obvious to the Android that Lt. Anderson was more than "a little" adverse to the situation.

"I'm an android sent by…" the Android began.

"I know what you are but why the hell are you here?" Anderson replied. "I have Connor." Her head cocked the other way. She blinked again attempting to process why he was so upset. Captain Fowler never mentioned a reason why he'd be so upset, perhaps in his old age Lt. Anderson was resistant to change. She wasn't sure what to say next, she cycled through "appeasing" statements, selecting the highest priority.

"I was designed to help deescalate situations with minorities, as well as undercover sting operations," she answered. "At the SFPD I went by my model name, Connie." The gray hair man took a wide stance with his legs, slowly crossing his arms. Explaining her function wasn't as helpful as she thought.

"Let me guess you're the same model as Connor," Hank asked defensively.

Connor? THE RK800 Connor? The very same Connor who had aided Markus on giving the Androids a chance at freedom? She grinned stupidly at the idea of meeting the famous Android. She placed her hands on her mouth covering a pair of thick lips. She shouldn't let her excited emotions show, she needed to be rational, just like a machine.

"No we are different models. I believe I started out as a female variant to the Connor model but California's wanted an Android that could help with it uni…"

"Why the fuck are you doing this to me?" Anderson asked Fowler. Although Hank had grown fond of Androids, he didn't need another Android partner. She slowly closed her mouth, waiting for the next chance to speak. She looked to the floor before turning her gaze back to the silver haired main. His arms were still crossed. She cycled through more sayings and statements, there had to be something she could say to make him calm down. She had negotiated several tense situations in San Francisco, she surely had something for an eccentric police lieutenant.

"There have been people disappearing from black neighborhoods all across the Detroit metro area, I want you to take her, Connor and Gavin to investigate."

"Gavin?!" Hank brought his hands up placing them on the side of his head. He paced left and right a few times before stopping. It looked to Connie that he was silently cursing to himself. Connie looked back at Fowler, his hand was on his forehead looking down at his desk in shame. She looked to the ceiling puzzled, why was everyone upset? Why was nothing going the way her simulation had planned? Everything was supposed to go smoothly but this irate Hank Anderson was throwing a wrench into these plans.

"Yes, we need all hands on deck on this one," Fowler answered. Hank groaned, the last thing he wanted was to work with Gavin and this new Android on this new assignment. One arm fell to Hanks side as the gray haired man placed a hand on his forehead, Hank could feel a headache coming on.

"Whole families have been reported missing," Connie chimed in. "This was also reported in San Francisco. It was one of the reasons why I wa…"

"Where's your LED?" Hank asked suspiciously. With her vintage clothes and missing LED, she could easily pass for human. Connie's eye darted left then right, wondering if this was a regular thing with Lt. Anderson. Her hazel eyes focused in on Lt. Anderson's as she analyzed him, she had done it when he entered but perhaps there was something she missed. His full name and birthday appeared as well as his employment. There was nothing different, nothing that would tell her how to appease the bellowing beast.

"Since I sometimes work undercover, I act human as much as possible. Even simulating eating, drinking, sleeping and even pain. I can even pass a temperature check. My LED is removable, but I always carry it with me."

"So your more advance than Connor." This Lt. Anderson was challenging, she wondered if Connor had this much push back when Connor started working with this cranky gray-haired man.

"No, Cyberlife just took the software from other androids and put it in me to make me more human-like. The only thing that's new is the temperature check. CyberLife has developed several prototypes that are able to eat and drink, I'm just one of the firsts to be tested outside of the lab. I believe even the Connor model can simulate eating and drinking. The name Connie is very similar to Connor…would you like to change it?" she asked.

"Give her a new name," Fowler replied. The Captain began browsing case files on his computer. Captain Fowler needed to move on from this, he had cases to assign, but Hank's tantrum was preventing the Captain from getting to anything else he had planned.

"Why me?" Hank growled defensively. Fowler sighed angrily, Hank had been doing so well until today. The Captain hadn't given out any disciplinary warnings and Hank's career was rapidly returning to what it was before the accident.

"I have been assigned to work with you," Connie answered. "It only makes sin…" Hank had in his frustrations, she sounded like Connor. He could only deal with one Connor.

"Aren't you a deviant?" Hank demanded. She acted too human like, there was no way she could be a machine. The woman flinched, before letting out an annoyed sigh. She looked at the floor to regain her composure. She breathed in slowly. She slowly exhaled as she brought her head up, a sweet smile gracing her lips.

"Yes," she responded.

"Why not pick your own fucking name?" Hank demanded. She let out a quiet gasp, surprised by his language. She covered her mouth as she looked back at Captain Fowler. Hank thought she acted like a four year old who had just heard her mother curse for the very first time. Connie look back at Hank lowering her hand.

She then looked to the floor attempting to process what she had been told. Hank could imagine a yellow LED in her right temple, "I…I never thought of that…Yet…it wouldn't sound 'human', so please pick a first and last name for me."

"You need to keep this on the down low. Only let Connor know, Gavin could blow this," Fowler replied.

"For fuck's sake…" Anderson sighed throwing up his hands. He shifted his weight from side to side. The Android cocked it's head leaning in curiously. "Why?" Hank had remembered the NDA he had to sign the Friday before for this special assignment; it was now coming into place.

"Cyberlife wants to keep this quiet. If the public knew, it might negatively affect how humans view Androids," Connie explained. "This was the same arrangement at the SFPD and it worked without issues."

"Go get Connor," Fowler ordered. Hank sighed leaving the office getting his Android partner. Connor was watching from his desk, he could tell Hank was a little more than mildly upset by his stance and gesturing.

"Come on," Hank ordered. Connor stood up following after Hank up the stairs and into Fowler's office. Connor closed the door gently behind them turning around Connor made eye contact with the light brown woman. She was already smiling sweetly at him, she had lovely hazel brown eyes that twinkled in the light. It was as if her eyes were smiling at him, it was unique, he had never seen it before in a human or an Android. His heart began to race, how could those lovely eyes cause this? The male Android froze as he stared back at her, he wanted to analyze her but he just couldn't. Connor was lost in her soft friendly gaze, it was like a virus, preventing him from accomplishing any task. Connor watched in a daze as she stepped forward, she was coming to him, oh god, she was coming his way and there was nothing he could do. It felt like his shoes were glued to the floor, there was no escaping the woman.