Margaret walked into the Detroit police department early with a little less energy than usual. The interrogation last night had lasted till midnight, plus the time to get back to the home she really hadn't received the necessary amount of sleep she'd like to. But, she had a job to do and so here she was at 9:00am.

The police station was much livelier than at night. Most of the desks were filled, the tv playing the news in the background, mixed in with station codes and phone calls from all across the city. CyberLife was much quieter than this, she'll have to get used to this soon, however it wasn't the worse thing either.

She stood standing against one of the walls of the station as she surveyed the place for Lieutenant Anderson's face amongst the officers. However, he wasn't anywhere to be found, not even at his desk. She sighed, the man couldn't even arrive to work on time. Was he really such a good detective as he's said to be?

About 20 minutes of just standing there she saw Connor walk into the station. It scanned the station and found her almost immediately and walked towards her whilst fixing his tie.

"Good morning, Dr. Margaret. It's good to see you," Connor greeted.

She nodded politely back, "Equally as good to see you, Connor."

Connor looked around the station and looked dissatisfied to find a missing Anderson. "Have you seen Lieutenant Anderson?" He asked.

She shook her head, "No, I've already asked around and it seems they don't know when he'll arrive either. They really do let him get away with much."

"If you don't mind, Doctor, I'd like to survey the area. I think it would be beneficial to know my way around the station."

"Of course, Connor. There's not much we can do without Anderson regardless."

Connor started first with Anderson's desk, scanning every little detail about him. It was in a disarray with boxes of donuts, stickers, a hat, and a mysterious fur stuck to his chair. She had to stop herself from picking up the mess, she knew she'd get an earful from the Lieutenant if she touched his things.

Connor then headed over to break room where Margaret had already glanced at it. There was Detective Reed, she had found out what his name was earlier when she was looking at the names on the desks. She refused to be in the same space as him and let Connor go, warning him that Reed would almost certainly try something.

She observed from a distance as she saw Reed move from the coffee table and stop very closely in front of Connor, almost like he was trying to intimidate Connor. They kept talking and she couldn't pick up much from their lips but it had something to do with coffee?

Suddenly, she saw Connor fall to the floor. "What the- "

She quickly walked past all the desks towards the break room with a sour look on her face.

"Stay outta my way. 'Cause next time… you won't have anyone around to protect you," Reed threatened Connor quietly and pushed the side of his head down.

He looked smug with a smile on his face and laughing about it to his officer friend, until he turned around to face Margaret right in front of him and he quickly shut his mouth.

"I'm sorry, but did I see you punch Connor back there? Am I correct?" She asked calmly.

"You seriously defending that plastic asshole? You prefer him over me?" He said sounding offended.

"This has nothing to do about preference. This is simply you constantly threatening and possibly damaging an android from CyberLife. However," she quickly typed something in her tablet and then smiled back at him. "I'll simply send you a bill of expenses coming from my superiors in case you ever do something out of line." She walked past him without looking back, "I expect this won't happen again."

In the break room, Connor was still on the ground watching the whole scene. His LED was turning back to blue from its previous yellow. She wondered why it had changed color?

She extended her hand towards him. "Are you alright, Connor?" She asked.

He stared at her hand for some time till he slowly accepted her offer and grabbed her hand. It was soft.

"Yes, Doctor, I'm fine."

"He didn't damage anything did he?"

"No, he simply punched me around the area of my pump regulator, he winded me that's all," he reassured her.

She nodded, "Good, this shouldn't be an issue anymore. If he tries anything you come to me. You understand, Connor?" She said while looking serious.

"Of course, Doctor. I should have listened to you to be more careful. I understood that I might have gotten on the wrong foot with Detective Reed, so I hoped I could ease any tensions between us. However, it seems his hatred for me won't change anytime soon."

"It's something we will both have deal with during our investigation, it's inevitable. However, never let those sentiments get in the middle of the investigation, alright?"

"Of course, Doctor."

She patted him on his arm. "Come, hopefully Lieutenant Anderson will arrive soon," and the two walked back to Anderson's desk to wait for his arrival. The walk back to his desk seemed much longer than usual as she felt the gaze from several officers as she walked by. Was it the earlier incident that made them stare? She looked down at her appearance. She was wearing her usual CyberLife uniform that was neatly arranged and perfectly straightened out. It was almost a fluorescent white compared to the dark colors of the officers. For the first time she felt…embarrassed by her appearance. A feeling she did not like.

Her internal thinking was interrupted as she saw Lieutenant Hank walk into the station. "I'm sure everything will go much smoother, Connor. Try to use some small talk and ease the tension," she whispered to the android. Hopefully, Anderson will be in a better mood than yesterday.

…"Stop pissing me off!...or things are gonna get nasty."

She sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. 'Can Connor not get harassed or threatened for just one day' she thought throughly done with the human race for one day.

"Lieutenant, please if you could-" she almost finished her plea before one of the officers interrupted both of them and informed the Lieutenant on one of the android cases.

Anderson reluctantly let Connor go from he had picked him up by his jacket. And walked away pissed off to god knows where.

Margaret simply looked at Connor, exasperated already so early in the morning. Connor fixed his tie and gave her a knowing face. They both knew this would be a long couple of weeks.