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Hank stared at the body of the young man in front of him and everything else around him ceased. This boy was someone's son. He was a miracle to have survived months after the awakening.
The rescue team moved past Hank and tended to Connor on the hospital bed. "We got a guy in here. BP is 100/65 and pulse is a steady 80. He is on a vent and is hooked to about 5 different things."
Hank listened to the rescue worker naming off vitals and examining Connor fully. Hank walked up to the bed and held Connor's limp warm hand. He felt so alive it made Hank wanna cry. This all seemed like a dream and touching Connor made it more real.
The area was flooded with medical personnel and their supplies as they began to transfer Connor to the gurney, unhooking all the machine and prepared to manually keep him alive.
As soon as the vent was removed, the medics inserted a temporary bag to breathe for him.
Hank wouldn't release Connor's hand and leaned down to him. "You stay with me. You don't know me yet but I'm gonna take care of you."
Hank reluctantly let go as they moved out to transfer the young man to the hospital for better care.
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Hank sat in the family room at the local hospital. He had been waiting for 4 hours as they ran all the necessary tests.
Fowler had tried to call 5 times in the last 3 hours and almost a dozen angry messages. Hank did not feel like dealing with work or any of Fowler's crap. 2 well dressed men went up to the nurse area across from the room where Hank was.
The men peaked Hank's interest and he began listening to what they were saying to the nurse.
"We were told a young man was brought in from CyberLife tower. We are under strict orders to transfer him to the new Headquarters for further evaluation. Whenever he is ready for transport you can let us know."
Hank seethed where he sat as he listened to the men and stood calmly.
"Who the hell do you think you are? You ain't taking that kid nowhere." Hank stood his ground to the two men and crossed his arms.
The men looked at Hank uninterested and turned back to the nurse and slipping in their card. "Call us."
The men left without another glance toward Hank.
Hank went up to the nurses window and shakes his head to clear the anger. "Has there been any word on Connor?"
The nurse looks at Hank and smiles sweetly. "They just got him back to his room. I can take you back, lieutenant. CyberLife has no jurisdiction on him so you don't need to worry. Mr. Richter was executed by his fellow scientists at CyberLife. Connor is much safer away from that company.
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Hank walks into the room that held the young man and paused for a moment. Taking in the flushed skin, messy hair, and twitch of his fingers.
Hank moves to the bed and takes Connor's hand. He places his free hand on the boys forehead and frowns. "You feel a little warm, buddy." He sits in a chair near the bed and places a hand on Connor's chest. The warm flutter brings a strange joy to Hank that he could only compare to the first time he saw Cole.
A doctor walks into the room and his eyes move to Hank. "Ah, Lieutenant Anderson. I figured you would come see him. He is remarkable. Although, we are unsure of why he remains in a coma."
Hank ignored the doctors rambling and focused on the young man in the bed. Hank brings Connor's knuckles to his lips and squeezed the hand. "Come back to me.."
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Hank sipped the hot coffee in his hands and looked out the lobby window. It was a rainy day with dark clouds blocking out the blue sky.
It had been a long two days and so much had happened. The detective didn't know what to think of it all. Hank pulls himself up out of the chair he sat in and discarded the now empty cup.
He finds himself making his way back to the room and stops when he hears whispering among the nurses.
"I heard the doctor place a pick up to take the Richter guy to a special facility. Since he has no family and all." Hank frowns and his fists clench. Over my dead body.
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The android reboots in the dark. He sits up and looks around as if analysing his surroundings. His eyes stop on the now broken door and his LED pulses red.
The android gets to his feet and begins his walk out of the tower.
He hacks cybernetically into hospital databases and almost instantly finds his mission. The android treks to the hospital where an angry lieutenant and an unconscious connor awaited.
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Hank closes Connor's door as soon as he enters the room. The nurses confessions putting a coldness in him and he found himself looking at his kid.
Connor looked peaceful, besides the tube in his mouth and nose. Hank sat in his spot beside the bed and took Connor's hand into his own. He reached up and brushed a strand of Connor's unruly hair back off his forehead.
"You need a haircut, kiddo." He chuckles to himself before continuing. "I keep forgetting you technically don't know who I am. You will though. You just gotta wake up first."
Hank found himself examining Connor. All the scars, freckles, and hairs. It was all so human. Hank felt an overwhelming need to protect Connor and with that feeling came a horrible knot in his stomach, seeing Connor the way he was now. Being forced fed through a tube and aided in his breathing.
A finger in Hanks hand twitched. Hank looked down in shock and smiled when the finger moved again, this time joined by another finger.
Hank looked back at Connor and nearly fell back in fright as bright brown eyes stared at the ceiling. A look of panic on the young man's face as he began to choke on the tube.
"Nurse!"
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OMG so much is happening. Connor is waking up? What is the androids purpose with Connor? What will Hank do about the doctors intentions? We shall see. Drop a comment if you are enjoying the story!Peace and Chicken Grease.