Summary: When Katherine Johnson moved to the colonies she meets a Assassin named Connor. Together they set off for an adventure of a lifetime. A templar and a assassin working together for the first time ever. Probably would be AU as well… I don't feel like looking up the history points from game… sorry.

Paring: Connor/OC

Rating: M for rape maybe and lemons…mostly lemons

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the game and Katherine. Enjoy.

It was after noon when we arrived at Achilles house. I look up at the building with it's fading red bricks, white front balcony and carriage out front. "This is a nice house," I tell Connor as he helped me off the horse.

"That it is. We do not have a spare bedroom but you can take mine. I can sleep in the family room not far from my room, just one door over," He says walking up the steps beside me as he opens the door and walks in.

"Oh no, I can't take your bedroom. But I can take the family room's couch," I smile at him.

"Very well then," He nods his head searching for his trainer.

"How fares the hunt Connor?" A man asks coming up behind us.

"There is progress…But I worry that is it not enough," Connor answers crossing his arms.

"You must strike where you're needed most. What if you pursued Charles Lee and your father - what then of Paul Revere? And the solders of Lexington?" The old has asked of him.

"Solders? There were no soldiers in those towns - only men and women who were forced to defend themselves."

"Is this not why you fight? To protect your people? Your struggle is the colonist's struggle. In helping one, you helped the other," The old man said before turning away.

I look at him then the old man confused of what they are talking about. Maybe I shouldn't interfere with what they are saying… I back away a bit as Connor turned and stormed forward towards the old man. "Encouraging words from one who thought mine a fool's errand."

"Make no mistake - I still do. But I can't help but feel some pride in your success," The old man retorted starting to walk up the stairs.

"Why should I give you any credit?" Connor asks watching him as I walk beside him getting ready to put my hand on his arm until the old man said something else.

"Then don't. But first return the robe. And the blades. And-and the darts. And all of the years of training and knowledge I bestowed upon you. Return these and then your words may have some merit."

I look at Connor as he rolled his eyes scowling down on the floor before lifting his head mouthing a what before he stormed upstairs after him,

"Connor!" I start following him frowning.

"Or you can just admit that you were wrong," He says after he finds the old man in the kitchen getting me to sigh and roll my arms at there arguing.

"Oh child, pleasure. You've killed two men - one salesman than soldier. You're gonna have to try a lot harder than that to impress me."

"Is that so old man? Or perhaps we should step outside? I will gladly demonstrate how easily I could trounce y-" He starts as he walks into a room with another man.

The old man looks at me finally noticing me and sighs. "Who is this girl that you brung into the house?"

"This is Katherine. She is looking for a place to stay tonight. Is that alright?" He asks him.

He seems to be calming down a bit, both of them. I bow slightly smiling at him. "It's nice to meet you. You are Achilles right?"

"That I am," He smiles a tiny bit then looks down at my dress. "Your dress seems to be a bit dirty. I can see to it that some one cleans it up."

"Ellen can make you a different dress so that you would not have that white one."

"Thank you Connor, Achillies," I smile at the two then looks at the stranger and puts a small smile on my face.

Achilles looked at Connor picking up his tea cup putting it at his lips. "Connor, Katherine, this is Benjamin Tallmadge. His father was one of us, no need for secrecy. I think he has something he wants to say." I smile on the inside as the old man adds my name to his sentence.

"Achilles tells me you've uncovered a plot to murder the Commander in Chief."

"Yes. But I have only false starts and dead ends to show for it," Connor answers frowning a bit looking at him after glancing at me. So someone wants to murder the Commander in Chief whoever this is… Hmmm…

"Not anymore, my friend. Thomas Hickey's your man - and I aim to help you catch him," Benjamin answers to Connor, going over to him placing a hand on his back. I thought for a minute. I heard of this Hickey dude. I hated him from the first time I heard his name, he sounds like a asshole.

Connor looked down at his arm then back up at him. "How?" He asks.

"I'll explain on the way. You and I are going to New York."

"Katherine has to come as well."

I look towards Connor getting side tracked from my conversation with Achilles. "Me? To go to New York with you? But…but what about my dress?"

"No worries." Connor says softly. "I am sure they have a tailor over there where I can purchase you a new dress of the color of your choosing."

"Alright, I will go."

"You have no choice not to go anyway," He says following Benjamin out of the door. I nod a "goodbye" to Achilles and follow after them.

When we got to New York I followed beside Connor looking at him wondering why put his hood back up. That's when I answered myself saying secrecy. "There are rumors of bad bills being circulated here. No doubt they are from Thomas," Benjamin tells us. There's that name again…Thomas…It must be really important to say his names two times already this day.

"What are up to? This isn't money! It's colored paper! You cheated me for the last time! Guards!" The merchant says as we neared where the commotion is coming from. Connor stares at them with interest and a frown on his face. He starts off walking after the counterfeiter blending in with the people. I tried to follow him as best as I could. Damn being a templar.

It wasn't too long until we reached a door. He put his hand to the doorknob turning it going to open it but it wouldn't budge so he backs away from the door getting ready to charge. "What - what are you going to do? Connor don't!" I tried to warn him but he ignored me as he ran towards the door breaking it down pushing over a man who was by the door and everyone who was in the room looked up at us as we entered the room to see Thomas looking up from the table.

"Wot's this?" He asks looking at Connor.

"Thomas Hickey?" He asks frowning at him.

"Might be. What's it to ya?" He walks towards us narrowing his eyes in suspicion.

He says nothing as he flexes his arms and a hidden blade comes down from his wrist and he flips it around so that it's a dagger. I look at him in shock from his change of demeanor and smiles like this side of him already.

"Ain't supposed to be none of your kind left," He frowns looking at him starting to back away. "Suppose I'd best be rectifying' that, then. Get 'em." He says pushing a man forward to us.

"Don't drag me into this," I sighs softly shaking my head.

Connor jumps on to a table stabbings a man's neck and pushing him forward before running to the window jumping out of it with me following behind him easily. He stops in a roll quickly standing up looking at the guards that had Hickey by his collar with the bag of fake money by him. I got out my dagger as well getting ready to fight if I have too.

"There's two more. Grab them!"

Wait what? I'm - We're not apart of what he did. Don't get us in his mess, I think to myself frowning more looking up at Connor. I growl softly as Thomas head butted the guard and ran forward with us following after him. It wasn't long when Connor tackled him to the ground stopping beside him panting softly, regaining my breath back.

Connor picked Hickey up by his collar and slammed him against the building frowning deeply. "Be still. You will do no more harm."

"No more harming for you," I add twirling my dagger in hand staring at Thomas with a frown on his face.

"Your a right fool, meddling' in affairs you know nutting' about," He replies.

"Washington's the only thing keeping the Continental Army together. You kill him - and you end all hope for freedom," Connor growls out.

"Wrong, boy-o wit 'Im gone, they's have no choice but to promote Lee. And then-"

A guard comes up to us pulling the two apart and another guard pulls me forward. I thought about what Hickey said before. Promote Lee… what does that mean… Did he mean that he wanted Lee to be in Washington's place. He would mess everything up. Everything.

"You three are under arrest," The guard said pulling me out of my thoughts. I looked towards Connor as he frowns at the guard getting pulled as well.

"Ah well, we were just havin' a scrap, officer! Ain't nothing wrong with to men settling' their differences the ol' fashion way. Can't we come to-" He starts before Connor cuts him off.

"Quiet!" I look up at Connor with my eyes wide not seeing this side of him. I hate to say… but I like this side of him… "What are the charges?"

"Counterfeiting," A guard answers holding the bag of fake money open.

"We had nothing to do with that," I cried glaring at the men in blue.

"'Course not," He replies not believing me.

"Listen - there are more important things at stake here. This man is planning to -" Connor starts before getting hit in the back of the head and me as well with my falling next to him.

I wake up with a groan looking up at Connor as he moves his head to the side and looks up, but not at me but at someone else. I advert my eyes to whatever he's looking at and frowns. He's here… Thomas is here…. Connor get's up quickly scowling.

"You…" He growls out.

"You miss me , swee'art?" He asks with a smirk on his face. "Beautiful companion you 'ave there. Wot's her name?"

"Her name is no matter to you," He growls out as I get up and walk over to his side looking down at a different change of clothes.

"Of course it's not," He replies nodding his head a bit.

"Since you are here, Washington is safe," Connor adds.

"True, true. Thing is…" Thomas starts pulling away form the hole in the wall and to the bars putting his hands on them looking out. "… I believe I've just been pardoned."

Pardoned? What did he mean? I walked to the bars of Connor and I cell and looks out at the men walking forward. Who are they? I look closely and gasps. Grandmaster Kenway. I can't be seen, but of course there's no where to hide. If he finds me here with Connor he'll go back to my dad and spill everything he saw. I can't let that happen. I move to the corner of the room and stays out of sight there. Connor glanced at me then moves towards the bars looking at the men as well.

"Thank you kindly for the rescue, gents," Thomas said walking out of his Cell once they opened the bared door for him.

"There can be no further mistakes, Thomas. Am I understood?" Grandmaster Kenway said.

"Wot about the assassin?" He asks him getting him to turn back around facing him. "E's here. They put him in a cell next to mine with a lady with him. Guess we didn't quiet get 'em all, eh?"

Master Kenway turned his head towards Charles Lee frowning a bit. "Deal with this Charles," He says before walking off.

"At once sir," He nods his head.

"Wot are we going to do?" Hickey asks.

Charles walked up in front of Connor's cell looking at him not paying attention to me. "You're that boy from the Continental Congress. Adam's little lap dog. Hmmm… I think I have an Idea… Yes. Two birds one stone."

I turn my head a bit looking at him wondering what he meant by that. You know me, I never get riddles that much. I'm not much of a riddle person.

"Do tell," Hickey says smirking a bit at him

"All in good time. It's not like the two Assassin's are going anywhere. For now should see about getting you better accommodations here."

Charles walked off with Connor's eyes following him. I walked up beside him watching as well. "They do know that I'm not an Assassin right?" I ask him.

"If they knew you was one of them… then we would have more problems. Your father would know, am I correct?" I nod my head.

"You are right. But I have no way to hide my face. I don't have my vest and you don't have your assassin clothes," I eye his dark cream shirt with blood stained at the collar and his blue pants.

"What are you on about? I thought I was getting out?" Thomas adds their conversation not yet done.

Charles turned around looking at him with a frown on his face. "I'm afraid you won't be leaving for a while, thanks to Benjamin Tallmadge. He's been running his mouth, saying all sorts of things. You're being investigated for plotting to assassinate George Washington."

"What a bunch of bollocks! I thought you was gonna handle that."

"We'll discuss this elsewhere," Charles said turning halfway looking at him.

"What do we do?" I ask Connor after they left.

"We find a away out of this place and save Washington," He answers me.

"How long will that be? We have no time to waste."

"I do not know…" He answers laying down on the cot looking up at the ceiling before closing his eyes going to sleep.

What a nice time to go to sleep… I roll my eyes laying on the dirty floor going to sleep as well.