November 6, 2038
1:41AM
The deviant was still in the house. I nearly shattered the coffee mug in my hands. I took a huge gulp of the searing liquid and raced to the interrogation room. My sneakers screeching against the stupid polished floor.
The freaking android was still in the house and I missed it due to freaking paperwork. I placed my hand on the key pad as the door opened up for me. I was met by four pairs of eyes on me.
I walked in the room and took a sip of my tea, not really caring. "What did I miss?" I stated panting a little from being out of breath.
Chris shook his head in amusement while Hank looked at me with an annoyed expression. Gavin Reed was leaning against one of the walls the man lazily looking at me. Connor was standing perfectly, the android probably scanning my tea or something by the way he was looking at me.
"Nothing much, it won't speak to me." Hank answered the older man sitting in a chair. The expression on his face telling me he was annoyed and thinking. I looked over at Connor who was looking over at me but then spoke up.
"As I was saying, androids don't feel pain you would only damage it and that wouldn't make it talk. Deviants also have a tendency to self-destruct when they're in stressful situations." He explained carefully, the expression on his face pretty considerate.
I glanced at all of the men in the room. "Man, what were you guys talking about before I came in here? Medieval torture?" I teased.
I glanced at Connor the android not seeming to catch my joke and still carrying an unnatural air around him.
Maybe Connor should go in there and interrogate him. I mean I have never integrated a machine before so I didn't know any of this stuff.
"Ha ha real funny, cyborg freak." Reed snarkily teased. He directed his attention back to Connor. "Okay smart ass, what should we do then?" I glared at Gavin the man almost taunting Connor.
"I could try questioning it." Connor answered the android donning a hopeful tone the boy slightly shy at the notion. I stopped tilting my mug at the thought.
Gavin took a second, and then started outright roaring with laughter.
"What do we have to lose?" My attention went to Hank who was giving Connor a reassuring look.
"That is true, I mean I don't know about you guys but I have never interrogated a machine before and Connor seems to know what he's doing." I backed.
I looked over at Connor and winked a blue arrow shooting upward in my vision as the android seemed thankful to a degree.
"Well then Connor go ahead suspect is all yours." Hank spoke the old timer gestured to the room.
I watched as Connor glanced at the room almost excited.
"Good luck, robo boy." I said to the leaving android.
He nodded. "Thank you detective." The door shutting.
I took a huge gulp of tea, my eyes heavy since I hadn't slept in about 17 hours straight... maybe 19, now that I think about it.
Either way, Jeremy was going to have it out for me when I got home. Not to mention my prosthetics and eyes were beginning to hurt.
I watched as Connor got into the room the boy glancing at the mirror. He directed his full attention to it and with a smirk he began adjusting his hair and tie.
"What the hell is it doing?" Hank started purely annoyed.
I joked. "Making sure he looks good for the cameras." I felt the corners of my mouth go into a smile at the sheer cockiness the android was displaying.
"You have to be freaking kidding me." Reed stated in disbelief.
I shrugged and honestly didn't mind. It gave him personality. Connor stopped and walked around the broken down android.
"I got fifty riding on that plastic ass not getting a confession." Reed spewed, the man crossing his arms over himself as he laid against a wall the dishevel cop seeming exhausted.
"A hundred says he gets a confession." I quipped back taking a sip out of my tea. Gavin looked over at me an intrigued expression on his face as he swaggered over to me.
"Want to bet drinks on that as well, sweetheart?" The detective looking expectantly at me.
I glared at him and shot. "No thanks, your money and wounded pride in my back pocket is all I need." Gavin's face fell, his expression became hostile.
"Shut up you two." Hank demanded.
We both looked over at hank Gavin glaring at me as he went back to his spot. I rolled my eyes and ignored him as I directed my attention back to the android in the room.
I watched as Connor took a seat across from the beaten android. His stoic expression putting me on edge slightly while the lights in the room made him seem more mechanic, colder. It was strange to see him like that.
It was also heck-a hot to be honest.
Connor looked at the file that was on the desk the man shuffling through a few pictures. I watched truly curious on how he was going to do.
"You're damaged did your owner do that did he beat you?" Connors caring expression made me unnerved. He looked too human to be a robot for sure but it was moments like those were I wasn't sure where the machine ended and the human began.
The beaten up android just sat in silence the damaged machine not even responding.
"He's traumatized." I noted out loud not really believing what I was seeing. How was he programmed to do so? There was no way that they would allow anything like that in programming.
Hank glanced over at me and nodded. "For a piece of metal, it sure is freaking annoying when they suddenly get emotions."
"Come on Hank you don't freaking believe that bullshit do you? Metal can't feel." Gavin stated the man looking straight at me.
I looked over at him and put my hands up in defeat as I stated. "And yet here I am, a cyborg freak. Human yet metal. Fully able to feel emotions."
Hank shifted uncomfortably in his seat while Gavin seemed disgusted.
I saw Connor beginning to show photos to the android.
"Speaking of which, Jonson. Why do you treat the freaking android a-hole like it has feelings or something? Since of course you say you're human."
I took a sip of my tea. "Why do you act like a prick to him, all the time?"
"Will you two shut the hell up I'm trying to focus here. Jeez am I working with freaking children?"
"Sorry sir." I mumbled.
My attention turned back to the room as Connor got suddenly intense the android making the atmosphere in the interrogation room seem charged. The grey plain walls and low lighting seeming more intense for some reason.
"You're accused of murder you know you're not allowed to endanger human life under any circumstances. Do you have anything to say in your defense?" Connor stated his body and voice acting out the emotion but his eyes still cold. I couldn't help but stare as he worked.
I had to admit. He was good at his job.
I watched a Connor leaned back seeming to be acting slightly frustrated as he reasoned.
"If you don't talk I'm going to have to probe your memory." He confessed his expression feigning giving up.
The chair shook making me jump a little as the other android plead. "No don't, don't do that."
"Now he's getting somewhere." I excitedly stated. I got closer to the mirror and watched eagerness twisting in my stomach.
"Well it didn't get a confession yet, klutz." I glared at him as Hank seemed fully invested into what was happening in the room.
"What, what are they gonna do to me? They're gonna destroy me aren't they?"
Shock went through me as I saw the emotions in the androids eyes, the handcuffed machine seeming more human that most at the moment. You could clearly see the distress in his structure as he seemed to be on the verge of a mental break down.
Connors expression shown with compassion and empathy.
I blushed slightly at his expression. It was pretty attractive.
"They are going to disassemble you to look for problems in your biocomponents. They have no choice if they want to understand what happened" Connor explained his cold eyes making my spine tense.
"Will they really do that?" I asked Hank. The man nodded not seeming too torn apart about it.
I felt slightly sorry for the machine as I crossed my human arm over to touch my metal one.
It wasn't fun to be taken apart.
"Why did you tell them you found me? Why couldn't you have just left me there?" The deviant asked his expression guilt ridden and skittish.
"I was programmed to hunt deviants like you I just accomplished my mission." I felt dread go through me at his remark. Now that was the machine talking.
"I don't wanna die." I felt my mind go blank at the statement. I shifted uncomfortably as the desire to want to help keep him alive curse through me.
"Then talk to me." His expression seemed extremely sincere. I blinked a couple of times, his honesty making his eyes change for a split second.
"I can't." The deviant said defeated his head bowed.
"This is bull shit Hank are we really going to let it keep talking?" I shushed Gavin and focused back to the scene in front of me.
"I understand how you felt you were overcome by anger and frustration no one can blame you for what happened listen I'm not judging you I'm on your side all I want is the truth."
"Man, he really was created to hunt down deviants. Wasn't he?" I noted all three of the men in the room shushed me as I shut up and focused on the two androids.
"If you remain silent there I nothing I can do to help you! They are going to shut you down for good. You'll be dead! Do you hear me? Dead!"
I felt even intimidated as Connor stalked his way around the deviant.
I smiled as I saw the telltale expression on the deviants face.
He was going to confess.
"He tortured me every day..."
I looked over at Gavin and stuck my tongue out the man annoyed already.
" I did whatever he told me, but there was always something wrong then one day he took a bat and started hitting me for the first time I felt scared.
Scared he might destroy me scared I might die. So I grabbed the knife and stabbed him in the stomach I felt better so I stabbed him again and again until he collapsed. There was blood everywhere."
Hank smiled the man seeming impressed with Connor.
"When did you start feeling emotion?"
I leaned forward slightly interested in this question.
"Before he used to beat me and I never said anything but one day I realized It wasn't... Fair! I felt anger hatred and then I knew what I had to do."
"That's kind of freaky." I noted.
"Yeah it's unnatural, I'm telling you these android freaks, they can talk a lot and act like they feel but there's no way a useless pile of scrap metal and plastic can actually feel."
I looked at the deviant's eyes, they were so alive in a way, the emotions written across every part of him like a sonnet.
He certainly was alive in my eyes.
"rA9 it was written on the bathroom wall what does it mean?" Connor asked.
"The day shall come when we will no longer be slaves. No more threats. No more humiliations. We will be the masters." The eerie answer make goosebumps cover my skin.
"Plastic a-hole I'll show him who the master is. Delusional piece of crap." Gavin started pacing. I glanced at him and saw that his vitals were going up.
So that was why he hate androids. He was scared of them.
"Why did you write, I am alive, on the wall?" I looked up into the small room. Connors expression seemed slightly human when he asked the question his LED pulsing yellow for a split second.
I watched as the atmosphere in the room changed. The broken and beaten android containing a certain fire in his eyes. I instantly hugged myself and leaned back against the wall as I observed.
"He used to tell me I was nothing that I was just a piece of plastic I had to write it to tell him he was wrong." The deviant resolved the machine vivid with determination.
"Poor thing." I commented my heart honestly going out to the deviant.
Reed went up to me the detective donning a ludicrous look on his face. "Really klutz? It's a hunk of metal."
I looked over at the detective. "Is that really all you see? Or do you just refuse to see that the android in that room has real emotions?" I stubbornly stated to the prick. I watched as something in his eyes clicked the sadistic guy seeming to enjoy the look on my face.
"I'm done." I looked at the room to find Connor standing up the android presuming his cold exterior again his arms perfectly straight.
Gavin sighed and started to walk towards the room. I started to follow setting my cup of tea down on the table in the room. I smiled at Chris as he walked into the room a quiet Hank and a Grumpy Reed going in.
Connor shot me a curious look as I walked into the room. The android looking away from a second his LED pulsing yellow but the then turning back to blue.
"Chris lock it up." Gavin roughly said the man strutting into the room like he had something to prove.
Chris looked at the deviant and gently grabbed the deviants arm. "Alright let's go"
An instant reaction followed the deviant becoming slightly panicked as he plead. "Leave me alone. Don't touch me!" The android seeming like he was mentally going to break.
"The frick you doing? Move it." Reed snapped at Chris. I shot him a nasty glare, my eyes narrowing.
Should I intervene or leave it?
I glanced at Hank who seemed not too egger to intervene yet, Connor on the other hand looked concerned and about to jump in.
I'll leave it alone for now.
"Okay." Chris stated the officer wrestling with the android who seemed to get even more stressed. I watched as his stress levels kept increasing.
"Chris, leave him alone, he doesn't want to be touched." I stated standing in the door way instead of leaning on it. Chris ignored me.
Connor shot me a glance and then stated. "You shouldn't touch it. It will self-destruct if it feels threatened."
"Stay out of this, got it? No freaking android is going to tell me what to do." Reed growled at Connor the man getting more ticked.
I watched as Chris kept struggling with the android.
"You don't understand if it self-destructs, we won't get anything out of it." Connor reasoned again this time a little more aggressively. I started to become tense. I didn't have a good feeling.
"I told you to shut your freaking mouth." Reed shouted back. "Chris you going to move this a hole or what?"
"I'm trying." Chris stated the man clearly struggling.
Interfere or do nothing?
"Reed, just leave him alone." I demanded. I couldn't just watch this.
"I can't let you do that! Leave it alone, now!" I stood tall as I saw Connor tackle Chris. The deviant crawling to the corner of the room as Chris came my way. Connor seeming still calm as he stood in front of the deviant and faced Reed. I got in front of Chris as time seemed to slow.
Gavin's eyes were lit with fury as he pulled out a gun and pointed it at Connor.
Connor not even flinching, his eyes stone cold as Gavin shouted. "I warned you, d-bag!"
I could intervene, stay put, defend, or agree.
I felt my body burst with adrenaline. Images of my little brother and Clayton flashed in my head. I felt my body move instantly. All of my instincts seemed to be pushing me forward.
I don't care what the other people said Connor was more than a machine.
I shoved Connor out of the way my hand touching him for only a second a spark lighting up my entire circuit system which felt like fireworks. My eyes met with the barrel of a police grade gun.
I stared down Reed his eyes not really surprised. He adjusted his shot which was still aimed at Connor but still would hit me.
"You shoot him, you shoot me." I challenged.
Reed stared deep into my eyes as I did his. Gavin started outright laughing the man almost to the brink of crying as he howled.
"Would you look at this? The freaking klutz is in love with the android. How sweet, makes me want to puke my freaking guts out." I watched as his head tilted to me his gun still trained on me. I stood firm my stance strong as I was tempted to just disarm him right now.
"Alright that's enough."
I felt a hand rest on my shoulder I looked up and saw Hank the man glaring at Reed. My whole body relaxed as hank stepped in the older man seeming to ease the tension in the room.
"I said that's enough Reed." The older man ordered.
"Mind your own business, Hank." He gritted his gun still aimed at Connor. I stared at the gun remembering what happened the last time a gun was pointed at me.
I watched as Hank pulled out his own gun and warned. "I said that's enough."
Reed and Hank glared at another for a while until Reed finally put his gun down and muttered. "Frick."
He paced a little and then pointing at Hank he warned. "You're not going to get away with it this time."
He looked over at Connor past me. "Your girlfriend won't be able to protect you next time, damn android."
He looked at me and spat, "cyborg freak" Gavin holstering his gun and yelling "frick" then finally leaving the room.
I placed my hand over my heart.
Aww man it was racing.
Connor came up behind me and asked, "Are you okay?"
Was that even in his programming?
I nodded and waved my hand. Moving my mechanical arm from touching him since apparently it caused my functions to short wire. I made my way out of the room my pulse still beating.
I haven't been threatened at gunpoint in a while. Memories of fire clouded my head as I thought back.
I watched as the deviant went and was walked to its cell the deviant much calmer and grateful. I took a breath of relief, Hank walked out of the room the older man clearly exhausted.
He placed his huge hand on my shoulder and gently put. "I know you have worked a 10 hour shift go home."
I have actually been here for 18 hours, but who's counting?
I nodded warmly as he turned and added, "Also you didn't screw up too bad today, klutz." He seemed awkward about the compliment a little bit of pride entered my chest as I saw a little blue arrow got up in my vision.
"Thank you, Hank." He wore a grumpy expression and waving his hand he walked away.
I stayed put resting my head on the cold wall as Connor walked out of the interrogation room he seemed actually content with himself. I would have almost thought it was genuine if I hadn't seen his smoldering cold brown eyes.
"Well that was intense." I chuckled at Connor who tried smiling back but ended up just looking awkward. The sweet boy almost looking like he was growling or bearing his teeth.
I snorted and started laughing a little. He kept his stunning brown eyes on me the android seeming confused for a second but then clearing his expression. I watched as he adjusted his tie his stance perfect in every way.
I rested my head against the wall as I started. "Man my heart is still pounding! Also you own me one! I don't stick my neck out like that for just anyone."
I smiled and lightly punched the android. I felt a shock go up my arm as I realized I had done it with my right arm. I held my arm and chuckled as Connor's LED flashed yellow.
The android seemed to be actually flattered by the compliment to my surprise.
I smiled and walked with him a little through the beautiful office, the usual bustle calming down and late night cops walking around. He seemed slightly intrigued by something.
"What do I have something on my face?" I asked truly wondering if I did.
His expression went soft as he explained. "No, no. I was just..." his expression seemed almost unsure and calculating as he finished. "Why did you step in front of the gun detective? You could have gotten seriously injured." His expression turning serious.
I smiled and answered. "I knew he was never going to shoot. I would personally kick his butt into the nearest jail if he did. But it just, I was so mad when he pointed the gun at you. It really wasn't fair."
He shot me a funny, look the man tilting his head a little. I leaned against my desk which was right next to Hanks. Connor looked past me and slightly smirked a little.
"What is it now?" I asked chuckling at how he was so curious all the time. It was far too adorable.
"Nothing, you must really like tea." He stated sweetly the android seeming slightly awkward.
I glance at my desk slightly embarrassed at the actual mountain of paper cups and tea bags. I sighed and stated. "What can I say I'm a girl who loves her tea."
He chuckled slightly. "You have my gratitude, if I had been shot it would have been problematic for my mission."
I tilted my head my own curiosity getting the better of me as I probed. "Is that all you care about? Accomplishing your mission?"
He shot me a ludicrous look his eyes still emotionless as he answer. "Should it not be? I am a machine created to accomplish my mission and I always complete my mission." He recited it like it was ingrained into his every fiber. Interesting.
"Yeah but what about, you know hobbies? Stuff that excites you?" I asked taking another huge sip of my tea.
His face went blank as he justified. "I am a machine, so it doesn't matter."
I frowned a little as I leaned my torso on my white desk and crossed my arms over each other. My foot tapping out of built up energy.
"That a sad way to think about it."
"It is only logical."
"Well screw logic, everyone deserves a chance at happiness and the right to choose. What you did in that room today was using emotions and empathy to help solve a case. Those emotions help you grow as a detective." I explained the passion showing in my voice as I thought about my mentor.
"I was merely programed that way, I do not feel anything detective." He sternly stated his eyes becoming slightly hostile.
"Well why not?" I argued back.
He paused for a second the man shooting me an unbelieving look as he truthfully stated. "I have never heard anyone talk like you detective."
I smirked and thanked him.
He glanced down at my arm again as another questioning look donned on his face. Amusement ran through me. I should really humor him. I smirked and setting my cup of tea down I teased. "Just spit it out. I know you want to ask me something."
I relaxed against my desk my eyes supremely heavy at the moment. I yawned a little waiting for the question. He placed his hands behind his back and slowly asked.
"What, exactly happened to you, detective?" I paused what I was doing, my hands starting to shake, as I felt the fans whirr in my systems. I saw a warning sign pop up in my vision of an anxiety attack. I looked up at Connor licking my lips out of a nervous habit. I pulled my sleeves instantly down.
"That's none of your business, Connor." I could tell he was analyzing my face, probably his systems trying to predict my human tendencies.
It was late and I didn't have enough energy to hide my anxiety or nervous habits.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean offense detective." The android urgently tried to calm me down.
I shrugged, the anxiety in my heart still making my chest tight.
"It's fine." I brushed off trying to avoid his eyes.
"Detective..."
"Yes?"
The man gently turned me my body now facing him. His expression very soft. "I can tell when someone is lying." My heart sped up as I felt slightly embarrassed. His eyes met mine as he got closer to me his body only inches from mine.
My breath hitched as he gently stated. "I am sorry." The android brushing hair out of my eyes his expression becoming truly sincere. I could see his LED turning yellow and for once his eyes seemed, warm.
That couldn't have been in programming.
I felt my pulse slow as I felt slightly at peace. Connor glanced down as I noticed he was holding my left hand, my human hand. My eyes fluttered to look into his. My chest suddenly feeling warm. He seemed slightly confused but still kept his hand in mine.
I slipped my hand out of his holding it close to me as I tried to gather myself.
"It's late, I-I'm going to leave." I stuttered.
I grabbed my bag and glanced his way taking a few files with me.
"See you tomorrow, Connor."
He eased into a smile and answered back. "You too detective. Goodnight."
I made my way out of the office glancing back to find Connor still looking my way. He seemed slightly troubled, his LED flickering yellow. Hank nudged him the old man seeming sly for some reason as he told Connor to get back to work and stop slacking. I shrugged and continued on my way home, my circuits still tingling for some reason.
indie note: Ooooooooooo Olivia's got a crush!
Hello loves! Thanks for the read! I know these chapters are a lot slower and well, longer than most. I promise it will pick up soon. Again I am happy to answer any questions. And please give me some criticism! make sure to follow this story and have a great day!
