Disclaimer: I own nothing but Eva's participation in the events and scenes.

"Why'd you kill him?" Hank asked. The deviant in the interrogation room wouldn't even look away from the handcuffs around his wrists. "What happened before you took that knife?" Connor stood completely still except for his blinking. Eva shifted her weight from foot to foot every now and then, and was glad she was standing behind Connor so he couldn't see it.

Hank looked towards the one-way mirror for a moment before turning back to the android. "How long were you in the attic?" No answer. "Why didn't you even try to run away?" After a moment of silence, Hank snapped his fingers in front of the android's eyes. Still no answer. Hank slammed his hands down onto the table. "Say something, goddammit!" The android didn't even flinch. Hank stood up and started towards the door. "Fuck it, I'm outta here."

Back in the room behind the mirror, he came in in anger. "We're wastin' our time interrogating a machine, we're gettin' nothing out of it!" He sat down. Detective Reed, to the right of Connor and Eva spoke up.

"'Could always try roughing it up a little. After all, it's not human." Eva turned to him, containing her annoyance with a professional flair.

"Androids don't feel pain," she said, straightening up. "You would only damage it, and that wouldn't make it talk." Connor beside her spoke up.

"Deviants also have a tendency to self-destruct when they're in stressful situations."

"Okay, smartass," Reed walked up towards them. "What should we do then?"

"Let Connor try questioning it," Eva suggested, Connor looking at her instantly. Reed simply laughed in mock. Hank looked back at her, surprise showing on his face when her head bobbed slightly in a nod.

"What do we have to lose? Go ahead, Connor, suspect's all yours." Eva watched as Connor left the room and entered the interrogation room through the mirror. He sat down, viewing the deviant in front of him. He scanned him before beginning the interrogation.

Come on, Connor.

"I detect an instability in your program. It can trigger an unpleasant feeling, like fear in humans." Damn straight. The deviant did not respond. "You're damaged. Did your owner do that? Did he beat you?" Connor leant forward slightly, tilting his head as he spoke. Be stricter, be harder, Connor!

"You've refused to talk since they arrested you. If you refuse to cooperate, they'll do things the hard way. Is that what you want?"

- [ ] Level of Stress

^ 43%

Too Low

"I don't think you understand, they'll tear you apart if you don't say something."

47%

"If you won't talk, I'm going to have to probe your memory-"

"No!" The android suddenly startled, looking straight up at Connor as his stress jumped to 55% "No, please don't do that!" The android looked at the mirror exactly where Eva stood, and a feeling of violation flooded over her. "What... what are they going to do to me?" Connor tilted his head slowly. "They're going to destroy me, aren't they?" he whispered.

"They're going to disassemble you to look for problems in your biocomponents." 58% "They have no choice if they want to understand what happened." The deviant looked at the mirror and stared.

"Why did she tell them she found me?" Eva swallowed thickly, nerves bundling together in a knot. "Why couldn't you have just left me there?" Was she shaking?She didn't know.

"I was programmed to hunt deviants like you. She is to assist me in my mission. She helped me accomplish it." The deviant, shaking, looked back down at the table.

"I don't wanna die." Eva closed her eyes, not noticing Hank turning to look at her from his chair.

"Then talk to me. We won't let them hurt you." Lies.

"I... I can't."

Connor suddenly slammed the folder down onto the table in front of the android, making him and Eva jump, her eyes flying open. She barely caught Hank turning away from her. "28 stab wounds! You didn't want to leave him a chance, huh?!" Connor stood up menacingly, and Eva felt herself take a step back, her thirium pump pounding in her audio processor. "Did you feel anger? Hate?!" 73% Connor placed his hand on the table, leaning towards the deviant.

"He was bleeding! Begging you for mercy!" Connor raised his voice louder. "But you stabbed him. Again, and again, and again!" Each word was emphasized by Connor poking the android's shoulder.

"Please-"

"I know you killed him." Connor's voice was full of anger, and Eva was shaking. "Why don't you say it?" 93%.

"Please... Please stop." Connor threw his hands down onto the table, and Eva turned, walking out of the room to calm herself. She could still hear what was going on, but if Connor was to exit the room right now and see her shaking with fear, she would be disassembled. Destroyed. Replaced. "Just say, 'I killed him'! Is it that hard to say?!"

"Stop it! Stop! Please leave me alone-"

"Alright. Alright," Connor said softly, but it did nothing to curb Eva outside the door. "Everything is going to be okay... But you leave me no choice." Eva didn't have to see to know that Connor was probing the android's memories. The grimaces and yells from the deviant was enough. Eva took a deep breath, resetting her fans and systems. "I accessed it's memory. I know what happened."

The door opened, but there was a banging sound. One after another. Eva turned towards the door and walked in. In the center of the room, the deviant was slamming its head down onto the table, again, and again, and again. It was destroying itself. As a police android, she could see where this was heading.

"Stop it, goddammit!" Yelled Detective Reed, pushing the officer towards the deviant.

"I advise you against that!" Reed pointed at Eva.

"You shut your mouth."

"I- I, I can't! I can't stop it!"

Save Connor

Eva stepped in front of Connor as he stared at the deviant. He spoke out to the deviant. "That's enough! You need to stop that right now." The cop grabbed his keys, unlocking the handcuffs from the bar.

"Watch out!"

Eva moved quickly as the deviant grabbed the gun off the officer's belt, pushing Connor down behind her. She grimaced loudly as a bullet imbedded itself in the same shoulder she had just gotten fixed. There was another shot. When Eva looked back, the android was on the ground, a bullet hole under his chin.

Eva felt sick.

Mission Completed

"Eva," Connor said, standing up to his full height and examining her shoulder. "This is the same shoulder you had just gotten replaced, is it not?" She was silent, but she nodded. Hank stood up slowly from his place on the ground, looking at her. She made eye contact with him and he stared at her shoulder as he tried to realize what just happened.

"Holy shit..."