The phone interrupted Seán's walk back to the station. He fished it out of his pocket, noticing that Hank's name scrolled across the screen.

"What's up?" Seán asked, shoving his hand further into his pocket.

"Connor just got a report that there's an android hiding in an apartment. You want to come with us to check it out?" Hank asked.

"Don't do it."

Seán grit his teeth- frankly a little upset with Chase. "Yeah, you'll have to come to pick me up from the station though. I'm not walking to Chicken Feed in this freezing weather."

"It's only a mile!" Hank complained.

Seán could hear Connor speak up in the background, "A mile in nearly freezing weather, Lieutenant. He would be at a 95.2% risk of getting hypothermia."

Seán's face stretched into a grin as he heard Hank groan, "Alright. We'll be on our way soon. You'd better be out front when we get there." Before Seán could protest, Hank had hung up.

"Cheeky bastard," Seán mumbled, stepping into the lobby. He walked up to the receptionist, making small talk with the android.

"Why did you say yes?" Chase demanded.

"Because it's my job?" Seán walked back outside, figuring that Hank at least had started driving towards the station.

"The android is dangerous! It might snap and kill you!" Chase would not back down, huh?

"This entire job is dangerous. If Connor turns, I can kill it." Seán grit his teeth, watching Hank pull up. Connor climbed out of the car, waiting for Seán to approach before getting into the backseat.

Seán climbed into the car, "Does that seem like something a deviant would do?"

"If it wanted to blend in," Chase grumbled.

Seán rolled his eyes, "Where are we heading?"

"Some apartments over on the Eastside. Just inside our limits," Hank explained, pulling away from the station.

Seán tried to remember what apartments would be over there. The East Side? Limelight? He sighed, putting his head in his hands.

It didn't take long for them to pull up to the complex. The entire place looked like it had been dipped in the dirt, then into the snow, then back into the dirt.

Seán climbed out of the car, quickly approaching the building. Hank and Connor followed along. Seán shivered, right up until he got inside the building. The elevator stood in the back on the right. Seán approached quickly, just wanting to get this over with.

"Chase, why are we walking so fast?" Seán asked, pressing the button for the elevator.

"To get away from the android," Chase explained as the android in question approached with Hank.

"It's fine." Seán stepped in with the duo, watching the elevator doors close behind them. Throughout the entire ride, the trio remained quiet.

"Ya know, you never told me exactly what we're looking for," Seán pointed out as they approached their stop.

"Connor was supposed to tell us," Hank mentioned, walking out of the elevator as the doors opened. Seán followed behind, noticing that he couldn't hear Connor's familiar gait behind him.

Seán turned, noticing Connor still stood in the elevator.

"Connor! C'mon dude," Seán shouted.

Connor blinked, looking at him. Can androids dissociate?

"What were you doing?" Hank asked.

"I was making a report to CyberLife," Connor didn't move.

Hank blinked himself, leaning away from the android."Uh, do you plan on staying in the elevator?" Hank asked.

"No! I'm coming," Connor stepped into the dingy hallway, following behind the father-and-son duo as they walked.

"What do we know about the suspect?" Seán asked, watching Connor try and catch up.

"Not much. Just that a neighbor reported strange noises coming from this floor," Connor explained, looking around. Seán could see the android's pupils dilating and contracting- probably scanning things. "Nobody's supposed to be living here, but the neighbor said he saw a man hiding a LED under his cap."

"Ugh, Christ, if we have to investigate every time someone hears a strange noise, we're gonna need more cops," Hank complained.

Seán scoffed a little, watching Hank push himself off the doorframe a moment, "Hey, were you really makin' a report back there in the elevator? Just by closing your eyes?"

"Correct."

Seán whistled, "I wish I could do that."

"Don't you already do that with your system?" Hank asked.

"Not the same. Imagine reporting to Fowler like that," Seán corrected, watching the thought process pass through Hank.

"That would be nice," Hank mumbled.

Connor finally reached the door, watching as Hank turned towards Connor. Seán did a quick mental check, trying to make sure that- worst comes to worst- he could hold his own in a possible fight.

The android knocked. No response. It looked at Hank, who merely shrugged. Connor knocked again, harder this time. "Anybody home?" Something clattered in the home.

"Shit fuck," Chase complained.

"Open up! Detroit Police!"

A loud clatter, something is running away.

Hank and Seán both pulled out their guns, keeping them pointed to the ground. Blood rushed in Seán's ears, nearly drowning out Hank's command of 'stay behind me'.

Connor remained behind the policemen, the eldest of which kicked open the door. Hank and Seán rushed into the room, guns up and searching.

A routine quickly developed: Hank would kick the doors, and Seán would quickly check the rooms. Each room appeared empty, but not unlived in. Plenty of dusty furniture filled the rooms, and a few dead plants had been scattered about.

Upon reaching the main area of the apartment, both men mumbled a "clear" before holstering their weapons. Seán's heart still felt like it could leap from his chest, but he took a few calming breaths.

"You okay?" Chase asked, turning Seán's head to continue to look around.

"Just worried," Seán explained, letting the father move around. The pair watched as Hank poked around. Connor picked up a magazine, reading over stuff.

"Chase, give me the reigns," Seán demanded.

Seán could feel the aching of the body, but couldn't control anything as Chase continued looking around. Hexagons patterned the walls, but Seán noticed Hank stepping into the hallway again.

Seán could barely grab the gun and follow Hank as he breached the door. Pidgeons flew out, filling the hallway, "What the fuck is this!"

Connor followed quickly, leaving Seán behind to argue with Chase.

"I have to do my job!"

"You could get hurt!"

"Chase, I swear to God the next person that's going to get hurt is you if you don't let me get back control right now."

Chase finally let go, letting Seán flood in and take control. He rushed into the new room, helping Hank clear out the pigeons.

"Jesus, this place stinks," Hank grumbled, kicking at some birds.

"Looks like there's nothing," Seán grumbled. "Those hexagons remind me of Lost though."

Hank looked at Seán, "You and that damn show."

"This is literally the first time I've mentioned it in months," Seán raised an eyebrow.

"Still annoying," Hank complained. "Our man is gone though. Shit," Hank kicked a book, sending it across the room. It hit the wall with a thud, and Hank grumbled out another curse.

Connor continued to look at the walls, scanning and scanning. Seán didn't really know what to do other than watch Connor. Hank looked around, poking through things. Seán looked over the walls with Connor for a while.

Connor reached up, pulling a poster off the wall. It revealed a hole in the wall, to which Seán raised his eyebrows.

"Well, I'll be damned," Seán grinned. Connor reached in, pulling out a journal. He opened it, flipping through it. The same shapes from the walls littered the pages.

"Found something?" Hank asked as Connor pocketed the little thing.

"I don't know," Connor explained.

Seán spotted the chair in the corner, taking a close look at it. It also had dust all over it, except on the seat.

"That's where dust would settle the most, right?" Chase filled Seán's head again.

Seán nodded, stepping towards it. "Connor," Seán pointed to the chair. Both looked up at the same time, noticing a hole in the ceiling.

A figure came crashing down, causing Seán to cry out. In an instant, Connor had taken off running and left Seán to come to terms that he had now been thrown into the headspace. Chase stood next to him, gripping onto a chair. Chase's face looked like paper.

"Wait, who's out there?" Seán asked, running up to the little console to try and get co-con.

"Jack, I think."

"Fuck!" Seán watched as Jack took off after Connor and the android, running down the stairs and following the two on the streets.

"Excuse me! Coming through! DPD!" Jack called as he ran through the crowds. Seán's stomach churned as Jack's vision snapped from the road to the rooftops.

Seán's own heart slammed in his chest as Jack ran into a building, taking the staircase. Hank's footsteps pounded behind him.

"Jack! Let me in!" Seán called, pounding on the console.

Seán barely had to blink before he suddenly stood in the body. He still couldn't control anything, but could watch as Jack burst onto the roof top.

"There they are!" Jack approached the androids as they ran towards them. The android pushed Jack, sending the body over the side of the building.

"Fuck!" Jack shouted, gripping onto the edge of the roof.

Chase piped up, "We're going to fall!"

Jack struggled to pull the body up, grunting as his elbow reached the edge. He slipped, now dangling by one hand.

Seán held his breath, trying to swing the other arm up. It worked, and he gripped onto the ledge with the left hand.

Connor's face appeared over the edge of the building, and he gripped onto the body's elbows and pulled them up.

Jack panted, "Thank you."

Hank jogged up next to the duo, watching the android run. "Holy shit. What happened?"

"It pushed me over the edge," Jack explained, putting a hand on his chest.

"Stupid cold is making our asthma act up," Seán complained. "Can I come out now?" It took a moment, but Seán found he could control the body again.

The events that just took place settled in and Seán let out a strangled breath.

Connor looked over at him, "Are you going to be okay?"

Seán nodded, "Yeah. You didn't have to do that."

"Of course I did," Connor's eyebrows wrinkled like he didn't even believe what he was saying.

Seán panted, "He saved us, Chase."

"You're right. It did."