Seán pushed his legs forward as they stung. He really needed to start taking the bus. Seán's pack bounced against his back slightly as he talked with Chase.

"Does anyone else know what happened last night?" Seán asked, stopping into a coffee shop.

"I've asked around. Schneep, Marvin, Jack, Robbie, and Jameson all don't remember," Chase explained. "I haven't seen Anti yet, but Robbie said he was chasing something in the woods a little while ago."

Why would Anti be chasing something? Seán thanked the cashier as they traded the money and drink. After a quick sip, Seán continued his walk to work.

"Anyone know why he's chasing something?" Seán asked Chase, looking both ways before crossing into the precinct.

"No idea. I've got everyone else on lockdown in here just in case."

"Even Robbie?" Seán checked as he swiped his ID across the counter. The light lit up green and Seán was allowed to pass through the gates.

"Especially Robbie. He seemed freaked out, so he's hanging out with everyone else." Chase sat in one of the chairs in the viewing room, watching as Seán logged onto his computer.

"Alright. Go keep an eye on everyone and keep me updated," Seán said, looking at the time. 9 AM, right on time.

"Will do!" Chase's presence left the viewing room, and Seán sighed, taking a sip of his drink. He looked over the computer footage from last night, shivering when it got to the part everyone seemed to be buzzing about. Seán's skin went cold, and he took a deep breath.

"Sergeant, I would highly recommend not watching that footage, as it may trigger a dissociative episode," Seán heard. He spun in his chair to see Connor standing there in his full glory.

"Why am I not surprised?" Seán grumbled, turning back around and clicking out of the footage. Connor sat on the desk next to him.

Seán began to type on his laptop, occasionally sipping his coffee. He needed to file a case report of last night. He just wrote down what he saw on the tape.

Connor stood, "Is it alright if I look around the office? I never got to yesterday before I picked you up."

"Yeah, sure. Go ahead," Seán said, sipping his coffee. As soon as he put the cup down he picked up an infinity cube off his desk, messing with it with one hand as he scrolled through the complaints of those in the office. Many of them complained about the gun shot from last night. He needed to work on getting sound proof panels in the interrogation rooms.

Seán wrote down 'sound-proof panels' on his notepad. It joined the list of things such as new coffee pot, more coffee cups (Gavin and Hank had been getting in a lot of fights recently), an order for donuts for Cop-Appreciation Day in January, and a ton of other things. Seán began to type an email to Fowler, listing all the needs of the office as well as the upcoming events.

Connor came back a moment later and sat next to Seán, "Do you know when Hank will be here?"

"Depends on where he was the night before," Seán said without looking away from the computer. "We should see him before noon but I wouldn't count on it."

Connor nodded, sitting down on the chair that was situated between Seán's and Hank's desks. Chris had used it yesterday when Seán needed to send Chris out to case a joint known for selling red ice. The two were silent as Seán felt Chase come into the viewing room.

"Is that Connor?" Chase asked. Seán could practically see how Chase's jaw was dropped.

"Yup. Just walked in a few minutes ago." Seán stirred his coffee around.

"Did you get the footage from last night?" Chase asked.

"Yeah, let me pull it up." Seán barely had to move a muscle as Chase decided to be co-conscious with him. Seán groaned internally, watching as Chase clicked over to the footage.

"Sergeant-," Connor started to butt in.

"It's Chase," the father-figure corrected, watching over the footage. He needed to see what happened.

Connor nodded, "Sorry about that, Chase. I know that footage may cause some harm to you and your system, so I wouldn't recommend watching it."

Chase looked at Connor, "I need to see what happened, so that way if someone asks I can tell them without hurting them." Connor opened his mouth to speak again when Chase interrupted him, "And don't worry, I'm only fronting so I can see this. I'm going back in after."

Connor shifted his hands, "You're very protective. That's an admirable trait."

Chase looked down at his lap, "Thank you. That's my job." Chase finally clicked play on the security footage and watched the events unfold. He watched as Connor jumped in front of Seán's body, taking the shot that the android fired off.

No wonder why Seán couldn't remember it, but why couldn't anyone else remember it? Chase sank back into the recliner in the viewing room, officially stepping away from fronting for now.

Seán clicked out of the footage as soon as he felt Chase go away. Connor looked at him with a raised eyebrow but said nothing.

"Hello Lieutenant, my name is Connor. I'm the android sent by CyberLife," Connor greeted.

Seán looked at the time. Well, hot damn.

"You- God, I saw you get shot in the head last night..." Hank's face had dropped, as well as his shoulders.

"My predecessor was unfortunately destroyed, but CyberLife transferred its memory and sent me to replace it," Connor explained. "This incident should not affect the investigation."

"Uh, Jesus," Hank groaned, turning away from Connor. Seán snickered a little bit, and Hank's attention turned to him, "Something funny?"

Seán shrugged, "How'd you handle last night?" He kept his voice quiet.

"I'm okay. What about you?" Hank rolled the chair that Connor had previously been sitting in over and sat in it himself.

"I didn't remember anything when I woke up. Had to rewatch the footage," Seán explained.

Hank sucked in a breath, "What about everyone else?"

"No one remembers last night," Seán admitted.

"Hank! Seán! In my office!" Fowler called.