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"Connor, you don't mean that," Hank sighed. The older man watched Connor's LED quickly turn red and his breathing quicken. "Connor."

"Sh-She needs to leave," Connor stammered. "I made a mistake Hank." Connor stumbled back into the kitchen table. "I don't her here." Sumo worriedly approached Connor, let out a quiet whimper. Connor looked at his hands, they were shaking in a way he had never experienced. "Not now Sumo!" The young Android tripped over a chair tumbling to the ground. His sensors alerted him to the slight pain in his right arm but it didn't matter his fear was driving him away from Hazel. Sumo followed after him whimpering even louder. "NOT now Sumo!" Connor shoved the dog away. The dog stumbled.

"Connor!" Hank barked. Connor backed into Hank's kitchen cabinets. "Connor," Hank's voice softened. His Android had pulled himself into a little ball. "Connor, you're just not used to these feelings. Just relax," slowly approaching him. Easing down to Connor's level, Hank watched Connor's every move. "It's okay to be scared Connor, this is new to you. You can't lose control."

"Hank I don't want her here," Connor whimpered. Hank gently shushed the young man.

"Yes you do," Hank soothed rubbing Connor's shoulders. "Just relax Connor." Tenderly Hank shushed him again. "Take deep breaths Connor. Just relax." Making eye contact, Hank saw Connor trembling. "Relax son, it'll be okay. I know you want her here."

"NO I don't!"

Hank let out a nasal sigh, "Let's talk outside Connor. Come on." Hank pulled Connor to his feet. The android stumbled along. Connor looked over at Hazel, she was passed out on the couch. It made him feel relieved, she was finally getting the rest she deserved. The cool air felt refreshing on Connor's face. "Sit, take a moment to relax." Connor let out a deep sigh, his stress levels were falling, slowly, but it was falling. Taking Hank's advice, Connor sat on Hank's porch. It felt stabilizing for Connor, Hank was always right about things like this. Hank let out a groan as he stretched his back. "Just relax." Hank leaned against his door thinking over what he'd say to Connor. It would be for the best if Hazel left, but Connor would be equally upset if she forced to leave.

"Hank, is this really what love is?" Connor asked.

"Well, infatuation, yes…Love is more complicated," sighed Hank. "It'll become easier."

"You say that but…" Connor hesitated. He wanted to check on Hazel, she could have fallen from the couch, or Sumo could be bothering her.

"But?"

"But…I don't think this will become easier," Connor whispered. Hank's eyes shot to a car pulling up in front of his house. It was a new burgundy red non-automated car…Gavin's personal car.

"What the fuck is that asshole doing here?" Hank asked. Connor looked up, his red LED cycling to yellow as he began to process reasons why Gavin was there. Hank crossed his arms as the car door opened. The rugged younger man stepped out with a bag in hand circling around the car as he locked it. Connor studied Gavin's face unexpectedly seeing worry in his eyes. Hank glared down at Gavin, an awkward silence coming over the three of them. Gavin cleared his throat shifting uncomfortably on his feet.

"I made this…for her," Gavin replied lifting the bag towards Hank. "She okay?" Hank's eyebrows raised in awe and suspicion. Gavin cleared his throat again turning to the left to hide his flustering cheeks. "She's not pulling her weight on the team, so I thought I-I'd…"

"Yeah, she's inside…" Hank replied pointing at the door with his thumb. Connor's LED turned red, his Thirium Pump forcing blue blood faster through his body. Connor gazed at Hank in disbelief, he wouldn't…right? "Don't disturb her."

"Fuck you Hank," Gavin grunted. Hank inhaled deeply preventing himself from snapping back as he opened the door for Gavin. Connor flew to his feet as Hank quietly shut the door behind the gruff younger detective. Quickly Connor studying Hank, his vitals were normal, nothing to suggest that Hank was in any physical distress.

"Hank what are you doing?!" demanded Connor. Throwing himself to the window Connor peered through seeing Gavin assaulting Hazel's freckled cheeks. It seemed like time had slowed as Connor watched the back of Gavin's hand go over her delicate skin again and again. She wrinkled her nose turning away from Gavin in her sleep. "You shouldn't have done that! You know you shouldn't leave her alone with…"

"That's how I know you don't want her to leave." Hank interrupted, "I'm sorry for leaving you in the car with her. I didn't think you'd react that way. I'll always be here to protect you Connor." Hank placed a hand on Connor's shoulder gripping it firmly. Connor barely felt it as he fixated on Gavin inside. Gavin left her side quietly placing the food he brought on the table. The deputy crept back to the armchair, easing himself down. Connor bit his lip as Gavin slouched in the chair watching Hazel sleep. What was Gavin thinking about? Why couldn't he just play with his phone like he did at the office? Why was he watching her like she was some type of show? Connor saw Gavin smirk as the detective watched Hazel sleep. Connor licked his lips as he turned to Hank. Connor could see it in his eyes that Hank was worried. Licking his lips Connor nodded turning away from the window.

"How do I protect myself from her?" Connor asked. "When I'm around her I just can't function. I could accidentally get you killed if I…" Connor shivered, he didn't want Hank to die.

"Connor, you're just going to have to deal with these emotions and not let them overwhelm you. You just have to stay calm," Hank answered putting his hands on Connor's shoulders. "I know it's hard but you must." Connor gave a weak smile, Hank wouldn't lie to him about this. "I…want…" Hank sighed patting Connor's shoulder, "you'll be fine Connor." Connor's LED turned blue the stress falling from the Android's shoulders. Connor went back to the window peering through. Gavin was up out of his seat and next to Hazel again. His LED turned yellow, Gavin was petting her cheek again.

"Hank we should get back inside," Connor said in a panicked voice. "He's touching her cheek again." Connor pushed himself away from the window, watching Gavin brought up feelings of jealously and rage. Connor wanted to comfort Hazel. Connor wanted to soothe her every need.

"Stay calm and don't antagonize Gavin," Hank answered.

"She can't sleep with you doing that!" Connor snapped as he burst into the home. Hank held in his disappointment, he'd have to continue talking to Connor.

"Fuck off Connor. I'm checking her temperature. You need to wake her up so she can drink something. She's too hot," Gavin snapped. Gavin looked down resting his hand on her forehead. "She's way too hot." Connor's hands trembled anxiously as Gavin's hand moved to her cheek. Gavin smiled smugly at Connor as he caressed her skin. "She's very hot." Hank rolled his eyes entering the living room.

"Alright, we'll handle it," Hank answered. "We'll give you her your food and get her back to sleep." Gavin smirked shaking Hazel awake. She grumbled sitting up. "Hey Hazel, it's time for you to eat." She blinked looking around the room tiredly.

"Gavin?" she whispered.

"Yeah, come on, you need to eat and drink," Gavin soothed helping her up and off the couch. Connor furrowed his brows. Gavin was acting gentle but he must have had something else up his sleeve. Gavin wrapped an arm around her waist as she stumbled along. Guiding her to the table Gavin sat her down rubbing her shoulders. He leaned over whispering in her ear. Connor grumbled following them into the kitchen.

"Gavin! That's enough," Connor grunted. "She's perfectly capable of…" Gavin grabbed Connor's tie yanking him close.

"I'm going to take care of her alright, so mind your own fucking business asshole," snarled Gavin.

"Connor," a gentle voice whispered. Connor looked up, Hazel was standing up. Pushing Gavin away Connor quickly embraced Hazel. She looked like a human who was about to pass out. "What are you doing? Can I go back to bed?"

"Shhhhh let's get you to eat," Connor whispered. He cupped her warm cheek as her eyes focused on his face. He felt butterflies in his stomach seeing her freckled cheeks move upwards in a smile. Connor weakly smiled watching her eyes roll backwards. His smile faded, her current behavior was terrifying him. "You're really sick Hazel…" She was sinking in his arms, it seemed as if she was going to pass out. Clutching her tightly Connor's eyes darted between her and Hank. She was an Android who closely simulated human behavior, did she need to lie down or would it be best to sit her down?

"I think I'm going to enter sleep mo…" Connor covered her mouth, setting her back in the chair. He felt giddy and a little uncomfortable touching her soft supple lips.

"Gavin," Connor muttered glaring at him. Rage was radiating out of Connor's core. Gavin just smirked back crossing his arms.

"Gavin it's time for you to leave," Hank ordered. "Thanks for the food…we'll get her fed and back to bed."

"If she doesn't improve I'm going to take her to the hospital," Gavin bellowed as he passed Hank. He slammed his door on the way out. Hazel jumped; she had almost drifted back to sleep.

"Hazel," Hank called out. He grabbed a cup from the cupboard taking it to the sink. Filling up the cup with cool water, Hank thought about Gavin's behavior. It was a mistake to invite him inside. Gavin knew what he wanted to do, and how to corner her. "I'm sorry Connor, Hazel. I didn't think Gavin would wake you up."

"It's okay Lieutenant…I needed to wake up," she muttered.

"Drink up," Hank answered handing her the cup. She slowly drank the water, easily finishing the cup. Hank sighed opening the bag Gavin had brought. It was a homemade chicken noodle soup. "Shit he can cook. Didn't' think the asshole could." Hank put out a spoon. "Eat, and then back to bed." She looked up at Hank with a look of horror. "Eat, and then back to bed." Her fingers trembled as she picked up the spoon. Gingerly placing the spoon in the soup, she filled a quarter of the spoon before bringing it to her lips. She repeated the process over and over her hand trembling.

"Connie…" Connor whispered, "Are you embarrassed to eat…around me?" Her cheeks flushed with color, she nibbled her spoon sheepishly. Casting her eyes down at her lap, she gave a hint of a nod.

"Yes…it's not normal for an android to do what I'm doing," she answered.

"I think it's nice that you can eat, would you feel better if I also ate?" He remembered her saying he could, and if that's what he had to do to make her feel comfortable, he'd do it.

"I don't know," she whispered. Connor looked to the floor as she finished eating. He cycled through statements to soothe her but came up with nothing. He did come up with one thought…an irrational thought.

"Ready to go back?" he asked. She nodded.

"Connor! CONNOR! WHAT ARE YOU…" Connor lifted her out of the chair with ease. He carried her back to the couch. Her arms slithered around his neck for the short ride.

"You were already having trouble walking. It made sense," Connor replied. "Go to sleep. We'll be here…" Connor blinked a few times. "We've managed to corner one of the cult androids. Hank we should get back."

"I'm coming," Hazel piped in.

"No…you're staying here. Stay here and rest up," Hank ordered.

"But I!"

"Stay here," Hank ordered. Hazel's shoulders fell as she resigned to her fate.

"We'll be back, just watch Sumo for me, please?" Connor asked taking her hands. She let out a sigh as Connor tenderly rub her hands. She nodded sadly as Connor let her go. He stood up nodding to Hank as he headed to the front door.

"Good job Connor," Hank praised as they headed to the car. His LED turned red.

"I wasn't completely truthful. The Android has hostages."