"243 files, the first dating back nine months," Eva said, reading over his shoulder. "It all started in Detroit, and quickly spread across the country."

"An AX400 is reported to have assaulted a man last night," Connor announced, glancing at Hank who seemed as though he couldn't care less about what he was saying. He probably didn't. "That could be a good starting point for our investigation." There was no answer for a good few moments.

Connor pushed his chair out, Eva having to back away quickly to avoid being run over. He stood up, making his way over to Hank's desk with a sense of purpose. Eva followed, unknowing of what Connor was about to do. Hank rolled his chair sideways, away from Connor as he walked. "I know you didn't ask for this investigation, Lieutenant, but I'm sure you're a professional."

"Why don't you go fuck yourself?" Hank replied. Connor leaned down threateningly, placing his hands on Hank's desk.

"We've been assigned this mission, Lieutenant," Connor announced. "I didn't come here to wait until you feel like working." Eva's eyes widened as Hank stood up, stepping back a few spaces. Hank gripped the lapel of Connor's coat, whirling him around and slamming him against the glass beside the desk.

"Lieutenant!" Eva called, stepping forward.

"Listen, asshole. If it was up to me, I'd throw the lot of you in a dumpster and set a match to it. So, stop pissing me off, or things are gonna get nasty." Eva grabbed onto Hank's arm and pulled it off of Connor protectively as another officer came over.

Software Instability ^

"Lieutenant, uh, sorry to disturb you. I have some information on the AX400 that attacked the guy last night..." Hank never once away from Eva as the guy spoke, a quiet stare down between the two. So much for being careful.

"Alright, that's all for now. You're free to go," Hank said, talking to a witness who then left. Eva and Connor were standing perfectly still beside one another next to Hank's car. She didn't dare move.

"We've got officers sweeping the neighborhood, in case anybody saw anything," said Detective Collins, beside Hank.

"Okay, well," Hank started. "Let me know if they turn anything up."

"What are you gonna do with them?" Collins said. Eva glanced out of the corner of her eyes at them. She didn't even have to look to know they were talking about her and Connor.

"I have no idea," Hank said, walking over to them. Eva turned to look at him as Connor began to speak.

"It took the first bus that came along," he said, "and stayed at the end of the line. It's decision wasn't planned, it was driven by fear."

"Androids don't feel fear," Hank scoffed.

"Deviants do," Eva butted in, staring directly past Hank's eyes before maintaining eye contact. Hank nodded slowly, comprehending her words. "They get overwhelmed by their emotions and make irrational decisions."

"Alright, well that still doesn't tell us where it went," he said, shifting his weight. Eva looked around, scanning the area.

"She didn't have a plan. And she had nowhere to go.," she said, staring directly at a fence gate directly across from them. "Maybe they didn't go far."

"Maybe." She saw the gate open and immediately looked away, hoping desperately they didn't get caught, hoping desperately they made it to the train station. There were a few moments of conversation she didn't catch, a few moments of nothingness but her recording caught it all. Suddenly an officer ran up to them.

"We saw them headed for the train station!"

Eva was the first to move, pushing past Connor and Hank roughly, sprinting as fast as she could to reach them, to reach them first. She heard Connor follow not too far after, could hear his steps behind her.

Mission: Get There Before Connor

She had to give them a chance to escape. She was faster and smaller, less wind resistance, shorter legs, more steps. She could hear police cars catching up, but Connor was slowing down. She skidded into the alleyway, running to where they were climbing a fence. The deviant looked at her as she collided with the fence.

She turned her recording off.

"Run," she said, watching Connor turn the corner.

"What?"

"Run!" The deviant turned around, taking the child and running, as a cop aimed to shoot. Connor behind her yelled at him.

"Don't shoot, we need it alive!" He grabbed the fence as the two made their way past the barrier on the speedway. Hank finally caught up to the two of them.

"Oh fuck, that's insane," Hank said, hands on his knees as he watched the two girls cross the speedway. Make it, please make it.

Connor began to climb the fence. "Hey! Where you goin'?"

"I can't let them get away," he said climbing up the fence again, "I can't take the chance that they'll make it!"

"They'll never make it to the otherside, chasing after them is pointless!" Eva said, pulling on Connor's jacket. "You'll only get yourself killed!" He gripped tightly onto the fence, looking at Eva intensely.

Her recording turned back on as he turned back to watch them cross. They made it across the speedway safely as Eva's grip loosened on his coat. Connor hit the fence, pushing himself away from Eva. Hank and Eva watched him leave the alleyway.

For a second, she could have sworn that was anger brewing in his eyes. She could have sworn that it was. Hank watched her closely before following after Connor. It was a few more seconds before Eva even decided.

She looked back in the direction of the girls, seeing them directly across the speedway, hiding in the brush. The AX400 watched as Eva nodded in recognition before falling in line, and walking away.