OOC: Thanks Whowantsout! I wasn't sure how well a crossover would be received. I appreciate the feedback!

Hank stared at Norman for a moment and laughed. "This is some bullshit, right?"

Norman didn't return the smile. "Tell me, Lieutenant, what do you remember of the year 1990?"

Hank was silent.

"Well?"

"I dunno! Being a kid! Getting drunk! It was no different than any other year!"

"But you definitely do not remember a massive evacuation and leaving Detroit? Or you, Captain?"

Both men shook their heads.

"Very few people do," Norman said. "But according to our reports, that is exactly what happened. The US underwent a supreme drop in temperature, one so bad it forced millions to relocate or live underground…and then it was gone the next day. It was normal temperatures again. No one evacuated, and no one remembers anything about it. It was as though, for one single day, the world was-"

"-double," Nines said quietly, remembering what Connor said in the park.

"This is crazy," Hank said. "And it doesn't make any goddam sense. Connor wasn't even built during that time. I'm pretty sure not even Cyberlife was around! Why would he have a connection to this?"

"That much, I don't know," Norman said. "But I intend to find out."

"You mean, 'we' need to find out," Fowler stated. "Let's not forget, that's my officer you're holding in there without charge."

"A simple transfer could take care of that," Norman pointed out. "Captain, did you seriously miss the part where I mentioned global catastrophic consequences? We need to proceed with this very carefully. No matter what, we cannot let what happened in the 90's happen again."

"Even if that means shutting Connor down?" Hank said.

"If it came down to it, yes, absolutely," Norman said without hesitation.

Nines folded his arms. "I know someone who might have some answers to this."

Hank followed his train his thought. "Yeah. It's a pity we're not investigating this."

"Who is it?" Norman said. "I order you to tell me who that is, Sargent."

"Is the FBI even recognized here?" Hank wondered out loud. "I mean this is still a rogue state controlled by androids. In fact, I'm sure the man in charge of it all wouldn't be too happy to hear about this."

"You're alone, cut off without resources and unfamiliar with the city," Nines added. "And once Markus hears about this, then you'll be more concerned with evacuating the city in one piece than doing any actual investigating."

"Or, you can work with us," Fowler said. "And we'll cooperate with the FBI as well."

"As long as you release Connor, that is," Hank added.

Norman stared at them in disbelief, realizing he was outmatched. Fuck, he's worse than Blake.

"You need us, agent," Hank added. "Don't be stupid."

"It would appear that I do," Norman admitted. "But I am leading this investigation. Which means you obey and follow my orders at all time. When I feel it's too hot and tell you to stop, you will. Or else I'll call every fucking FBI agent to Detroit city."

"Fair enough," Fowler said. "My men will cooperate with you, agent."

"All right." Norman stood. "Than I guess I should release your android."

PART TWO

They had locked up Connor in a dark room and shut him off. Nines entered the room first, glaring at the heavily-armed security guard who was in the room with him. Norman lifted his hand, stopping any action on the guard's part.

"Is he all right?" Hank asked.

"Just in rest mood," Nines said, touching his LED. "I'm not reading any signs of a virus or corruption, so we can rule that out." He started the reboot sequence.

Connor's eyes opened. "Nines. What happened?" he asked.

"It's a long story. But let's just say your dream about an 'Indigo child' just got a hell of a lot more interesting," Hank said.

"Fill him in later. You said you had a lead," Norman interrupted.

Nines nodded. "There is a man who has indepth knowledge of Cyberlife, among other things. He is an enigma, even among the company. But he may know how my brother is connected to this."

"Kamski," Connor said, and frowned. "I also believe that the murder we were investigating this morning may be connected to this."

"What, the heart being ripped out?" Gavin asked.

"The circumstances themselves are unusual. It implies…something connected to religion, or a cult," Nines agreed. "And from that Agent Jayden tells us, the mere existence of the Indigo Child is supernatural."

"The supernatural doesn't exist, brother," Connor pointed out. "There must be a rational explanation happening here."

"So it seems like we have two leads," Norman said. "It would be worth investigating both at the same time."

"I vote not to talk to fucking Kamski," Hank said. "Once was enough."

"Fucking right. All of this is weird enough," Gavin said.

"I need to talk to him," Connor said. "We need answers."

"I'll go with him," Nines offered.

"Good. It seems like we have a plan ahead," Norman said. "Keep in touch, detectives. I'll be watching."

PART THREE

A few minutes later, Connor and Nines drove to Kamski's house.

"How are you doing, brother?" Nines asked.

"You've scanned me. You know that I am not suffering from any defects," Connor said. Nines stared at him pointedly, and Connor released a sigh. "I am unsettled by all of this. And my part as well. As I have learned, all of this happened well before I was created."

"Perhaps Kamski can shed some light on this," Nines said, parking the car. Hank's last words echoed in his mind.

Be careful, both of you. Don't let Kamski mess with you," he had cautioned. We're only one phone call away.

Both androids walked to the front door. Nines knocked once, and a Chloe model answered.

"Hello, detectives," Chloe said. "How may I help you?"

"We are here to see Kamski," Nines stated.

"Of course. Please wait here for the time being," she said, and left to inform Kamski of their presence.

Nines noticed a picture on the wall. Amanda? "Is that-"

"Yes," Connor said simply, refusing to look at it.

They didn't have to wait long. A few minutes later Chloe escorted them to the pool area. Kamski was lounging in a housecoat, reading a book.

"Ah, Connor. So nice to see you again," he stated, standing. "And Nines. Cyberlife's greatest achievement and greatest loss. How may I help you?"

"We would like to ask what you know about an 'Indigo Child'," Nines said.

Kamski said nothing for a moment, looking down. "So. It's that time," he said. "I need to speak with Connor. Alone."

"Anything you can say to me, you can say to my brother," Connor said firmly.

"Not this time," Kamski said. "You can either speak to me alone, or we will not be speaking at all."

"Why?" Connor persisted.

"Because I have some news for you, Connor, news you are not going to want to hear. And then you'll have a choice to make. And it's one you'll have to make alone," Kamski said.

"Connor, remember what Hank said," Nines pleaded

"Nines, please wait for me in the waiting area," Connor said. "I won't be long."

Frustrated, Nines did as instructed. After a few minutes he turned his hearing sensors to maximum but couldn't hear anything through the steel door. If only the door was clear glass. Than he could at least lip-read.

"It'll be okay," Chloe said with a gentle smile. "Kamski will help him."

Suddenly, the door slammed open. Stunned, Nines scanned his brother.

Stress levels at eighty-five percent.

"What's wrong?" he demanded.

"We're leaving," Connor said simply. "Now." He hurried out the front door and outside.

"Brother, talk to me!" Nines demanded. "Whatever Kamski told you, we'll handle it!"

Connor suddenly froze outside. He looked up. Stunned, Nines followed his gaze.

A single snowflake fell from the clouds and landed on him.

"It's two degrees colder from the time we arrived," Connor stated. Then, he nodded to himself. Making a decision, as Kamski had stated.

"I know what I must do."

TBC