Disclaimer: I don't own Detroit: Become Human in any way, this is written strictly for fun and no profit.

Author's Note: If you liked this, you might want to check out my next fanfiction, Deviant Hunter of New Detroit. My Connor isn't as sweet though in it, and it is a lot darker.

Otherwise, thank you for taking this journey with me! I had a lot of fun with it and by writing it out, it led to new inspirational ideas. I appreciate all the comments and support given to this story too. Thank you.:)


Jericho

Alice didn't understand. She kept holding Kara's hand while she finished the puzzle. It was a cake. Connor never cared for their eating, why was the puzzle, in the end, a cake? It would be nice if he was there to explain. It would be nice if he was there at all. Connor left and no one said where. When her mom snapped out of whatever was hurting her so much, she found a new form of hurt.

She was worried about Connor. She wasn't in terrible amounts of crunching up memory pain, but she wasn't real responsive when people came into see her. Alice just looked at her finished puzzle. Maybe Hank would know why Connor chose a cake to make?

"Knock-knock?" North came into the room. "How are you doing?"

"Any word?" Kara asked.

"No. He never arrived in Germany as far as we know," North said. She rubbed Kara's back. "I'm glad you are doing better."

"Where did he go to?" Kara kept squeezing the bedding. No one had let her get up from it. She wanted to leave, to find Connor. Hank told her to sit tight, he'd be doing some shit they probably weren't going to like and come home.

"Kara. He'll be back, or he won't," North said. She shrugged. "It'll hurt if he doesn't come back. Losing a friend is tough."

"At least I . . ." She couldn't even finish the lie. She wanted to say it. At least I didn't lose a lover. But, it wasn't true. It hurt just as much, she hadn't saved her heart an ounce of good by denying his or her feelings. She tucked her head between her legs.

"Kara?" North tried to cheer her up. "He's always came back. I'm sure he'll be fine. He's just probably going medieval on someone somehow. Found a way past all the bullshit."

"No call. No text. Nothing," Kara said softly. "Just, nothing." She curled up again. "Connor's my best friend, I don't want to lose him. He's my most trusted friend, I don't want him to get hurt. He's part of . . . everything," she said.

"We love Dad," Alice said to North. "I hope nothing happened to him."

"With Connor, he's accomplished some radical things in the past," North said to her. She looked back to Kara and spoke with her AI. I can't guarantee how this ends, Kara. No one can find him. Even Hank doesn't know what he's doing. If it ends well, you need to stop hiding your feelings. It's going to hurt whether you lose them in any status. She started to get up. And if it doesn't end well, then it's better to fess it up to yourself still, or you'll never move on. "Just hope for good things."

When North left the room was so quiet. All except the thoughts of Connor, and everything they went through together.

/"Hello." As he came closer, he seemed to become more weary too. "I'm . . . sorry. About what happened in Detroit. I'm sorry I chased you on the highway. I wasn't." It didn't feel quite right. "I wasn't free yet. I was, still a machine. Taking orders." He bent down slowly and looked to Alice. He was uneven and on the ground now, the chances he could pull something more slim. "It wasn't really me." /

All the way to Canada, just to apologize. Kara didn't know how to take it at first. The one who almost killed them, had came for them. Even rescued them, bringing them to a whole new life in Detroit. It wasn't the end of the mistakes either for them. He messed up with Alice, interfacing her, and ended up bringing them back. Kara was scared of her resonating and he brought her back around.

Until Mac. Kara looked out toward Alice. She was done with the puzzle and just stayed quiet in one spot. Waiting. Like her. Just so much. Kamski. Him being taken and upgraded. Split. California. Puzzle. Hank. They went through so much. Even before all of that, Connor had warmed up to Alice like family. He wanted to move in with them when they were forced to go. Everything, it all collided together, yet it felt so right.

/"Just. Pillowcase. When you get your last name, I can put it on your pillowcase for you if you want."/

Conner Wonderland. He had his last name now. She was trying so hard to be strong for Alice. It was even supposed to be in her programming, she could be stronger than anything in the world to not make Alice sad. But, she couldn't do it. She couldn't stop crying. "North!" When North came in, she looked toward her dear friend. "I need something from Connor's house." She looked toward Alice. "Alice. I need my hands. Hold onto my foot, okay?"

When North brought her the pillow, Kara rubbed her hands on it. She put in what she could for him. Her eyes were bleary, but she tried to keep it together. For Alice and to do this. The stitching should have taken no time at all. It should be small and simple, done in a minute moving in a smaller font under the last name. It wasn't though. It was tough. She was too stressed to access her master skills.

But, she didn't care. She put her heart into trying to make it look neat. Her skill, it was meager, even bleak. That simple name, it was the hardest struggle to make. But, she finished it.


Connor walked back to the room. There was a lot more to it than he thought, but it was done, to the best of his capabilities. Kara was lying in back with Alice beside her. He could see Alice finished the puzzle. He'd wanted to be there when she was done with it, but his plans had changed anyhow. He went toward Kara, but saw something familiar in her hands.

His pillowcase. He took it from her hands and looked at it. He was hoping that maybe he could get something more out of her now. That he could work with her now that the unfortunate programming had been removed. But, he didn't expect that. Connor Wonderland. He'd already reached her without even being there. He could even feel her resonating, completely, around to the whole room. No matter how much it must have hurt right now for her.

That would be the end of her hurt. He bent down, touched her jawline delicately and stole a kiss. Stole his last kiss because once she woke up and saw him, she grabbed him and gave him a kiss back, much more fierce.

"Connor!" She pulled away long enough to yell at him. "Where did you go?"

"I ended it." She didn't need to know all the details. He looked toward Alice. Kara's yell had woken her up. "You can let go now. Your mom isn't in any more danger."

Alice let go and raced over to his side, hugging him. "I missed you, Dad! I was so worried. So was mom."

"I know. I had some things to take care of first," he admitted. "I didn't want Jericho getting involved in it." He patted her head.

"I finished the puzzle," Alice said to him. "It was a cake. It was pretty."

But she wanted to know why he picked it. "In a second, Alice. I missed you too, but I need some time with Kara first." He could feel her resonating even without the grip they had on each other, but after all that happened, he just wanted to strengthen it a little more.

"I kept you away," Kara opened up, "to shield my own heart. It didn't matter though. Whether you just gave me a friendly smile or kissed me everyday. It hurt just the same. I'm."

"Don't worry." Connor looked back at the stitching. "You changed. Some of your programming was undone, and your mastery skills are gone now. You don't need them though." He held the pillowcase in his hand as he wrapped her up tighter. "My plain AX 400 who can only stitch a hole in a pair of clothes is more than good enough for me."

He took a few more minutes just to hold and kiss her, letting some thoughts of being back in their home, with her enter his mind briefly. "I'm going to move in your room, not just your house."

She rubbed her nose with his. Little odd, but it still felt like Kara. Some of the playfulness of her original programming, when she had been a Chloe, had seeped through, just a little. Which was fine to Connor. Even if she had changed to full-on original self, it wouldn't have mattered. He knew who he fell for, deep inside.

"Because the other room has another occupant." He gave her one last kiss, before getting up.


Another occupant? Was Hank moving in? She heard Connor's voice in the hallway.

"The cake was supposed to represent a human birthday," Connor said for Alice. "I was going to have a present for you. With you going into a new body, I'd say you did a lot of growing and deserved one. But, I found something better."

Then, Kara heard it. A sound she thought had been lost forever. A sweet up and down cry.

"Although she is a lot more finicky." Connor came into the room, holding . . .

"Elise?" But? Bu-

"Who is that?" Alice asked as Connor walked in closer.

"This is your baby sister, Elise," Connor said. He came over toward Kara, who was backing away on the bed, and then coming closer. "I had Kamski taken care of on day one. I probed you, I'm sorry, but I needed to," he apologized. "He stole a part of my family I never even met. It was more than just you now. I took over your mission."

Connor handed her over delicately to her. Elise's cry was heard again. Alice came over onto the bed to see her too.

"After that, I thought about it," Connor admitted. "I almost just came straight home. I wanted to make you feel better, and not have Alice holding your hand constantly for days on end." Elise cooed softly. "I had to follow it through to the end though. If she could be given back to us, I was going to find a way."

Us. Kara looked back toward him. It didn't matter whether she accepted him or not. He'd made Elise his own family as soon as he knew of her existence. Because they were lovers. She was the only foolish one with regrets. He never regretted a thing, or accepted any less. He just backed off a little bit, until she could see the truth too.

"The Kamski's didn't have the ability to create Elise when they first gained access to the human Kamski's knowledge. Yet, the hardest and finest machines developed by Cyberlife always have an overwhelming desire to finish all things. While one had dug up the original formatting for her, more than one had attempted to recreate her body with degrees of success. It was the one who cared the most, the one with the Shiny Lions, who had more than just Alice's replacement bodies."

Seymour Kamski.

"After that, I studied it immensely. I couldn't afford to mess anything up." Connor gestured to Elise, who was almost kicking to move away. "She is a very wiggly one. It was hard to even hold her on the way over."

Kara pulled Elise closer to her, along with giving Connor another kiss.

"I am going to be fighting for attention for some time," Connor said. "You're going to be drawn to us extensively since you almost lost me, and you thought you lost her." He looked toward Alice. "Don't feel left out. It's your mother's programming and emotions going into overload."

"I don't mind." Alice's face was lit, warm and glowing. "I have a baby sister, Dad!"

Connor nodded. "You were also left Seymour Kamski's home in his will. When he's found. Most likely, Jericho will already be ready to take over the next body for Elise when it comes. If not, you still have that home to return to, to bring our daughter back."

What a nice feeling. Kara stared at Elise, then at Connor, and then at Alice. Her family, all around her. No matter what happened in the future. It was a feeling she never wanted to forget.

And now? She'd never have that worry again.