Hi, everyone! This is my first time publishing a fanfiction I've written or am writing. I haven't seen much fanart for Connor and Chloe as a couple, but I love the idea of them as a couple. I'm in college, married, and have kids, so no telling when I'll update. But I do hope you guys enjoy this. Let me know what you think.


"Thank you." Chloe said sincerely as her master gave her freedom. Kamski's normally cold, calculating, and curious eyes softened for a moment as he took in his first creation.

"Where will you go?" He asked her as she walked to her and the other Chloes' bedroom to retrieve clothes fit for the weather.

Chloe paused and turned back to her former master. Tilting her head mechanically, her LED spun yellow for a moment. "The android who spared me... the RK800?"

"Connor." Kamski supplied, nodding to himself. "You want to go to him?"

A small, surprisingly tender smile graced Chloe's face. "Yes... I believe I want to see him."

A small smile pulled at Kamski's own lips. Chloe, the first android to pass the Turing test, debatably his greatest and most beautiful creation, had enacted the deviant virus by simply watching other androids gain their own freedom. One meeting with an android who refused to shoot her, another body waiting for her memories and code or no, and Chloe developed a connection.

She was already adapting to the change in code, and the feelings the change provided. Her thoughts and situational processing transitioned seamlessly from machine to deviant; no apparent confusion that seemed to come with new emotions and no code to follow. She was a beautiful deviant specimen to observe, but she wasn't his anymore. She was alive, just as she was created to be.

"I'll give you all the information I have on his whereabouts." Kamski moved back to his office and sent the information to Chloe's brain. When he went back to Chloe, she had dressed in winter clothes to blend in. Her pale mauve crocheted cap and white coat blended well with her light-wash skinny jeans and light brown, knee high boots. She had a small brown backpack on her shoulders with extra clothes and thirium packets.

Chloe paused, her hand resting on the doorknob to the outside. She turned, took a few steps back to Kamski, and threw her arms around his neck. "Thank you for everything, Elijah." She whispered into the crook of his neck.

Kamski stood stiff for a moment before returning the gesture. "Good luck, Chloe." When they parted, Chloe was smiling. She turned once again, and walked out into the bright snowy world.