I am so tired while posting this. But I hope you like it. Thank you so much for all the good reviews and theories. I hope to hear more. Enjoy the chapter!

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Connor was laying in a patch of grass. The sun shining down on him. He felt so at peace and that nothing could hurt him. A shadow crosses over him and he opens his eyes.

Boris Richter stood in front of him with a gentle smile on his face. "Son."

Connor stood up quickly and engulfed his father in a hug. He had been alone for so long. "Dad. What? How? What is going on?"

Tears threatened to fall as Connor stepped back to look at his dad. Boris laid a hand on Connor's shoulder. "I'm dead, son. But you aren't. It's time to wake up, Connor."

Connor was about to object when the world around him darkened and began to melt away. His dad was fading away too and Connor reached out to stop him but his hands went right through. "No! Dad!"

Suddenly, the ground gave way, sending Connor into a black hole.

Connor opened his eyes and found white. Everything was white. Ceiling? Connor let his eyes wander around and began to try and take a breath. Wait. He can't.

As if on cue, Connor's eyes widen and he chokes. He reaches a hand up but is stopped. What the hell? Connor looks into the face of an older man with longish white hair white beard.

The world began to darken again as more people flooded the room. Before the world disappeared altogether, Connor thought he could hear someone calling his name.

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Hank watched helplessly as doctors tried to calm a struggling Connor.

"Connor! You need to calm down, son!" Hank tried to get Connor to hear him over the frantic medical staff. Hank watched as Connor closed his eyes and he was forced out of the room.

"Shit!" Hank slammed a palm against the wall and then laid his forehead against the cool cement.

Fowler watched from the waiting area for a moment before going up to his old friend. "Hank. You can't get attached to the kid. You know that. He is apart of something bigger than either of us."

Hank looked at Fowler with a cold look. "You expect me to just give him up? He is an innocent kid! I'm not letting them turn him into a lab rat." Hank was about to chew him out more when he saw a familiar face coming down the hall. "What the.."

RK 800 was walking toward him and Fowler with determination. Fowler turns around at Hank's remark and puts a hand where his gun is.

The android stops in front of them and looks between the two men. "I am here to retrieve my master's son. Where is Connor?"

Hank would have laughed any other time but things were getting too serious. Master's son? The sick fuck modeled an android to look like his son and had him call him master? Hank scowled.

"You aren't the android I worked with. Where did the android I worked with go?" Hank made himself look tougher and stood his ground. The android looked him up and down and smiled.

"Lieutenant. My Predecessor was unfortunately shut down. I was only made to guard the room where my master's son resided in. I must return to my mission."

Hank scowled at the confession. Of course CyberLife would discard his Connor. In their eyes, Connor was broken and needed to be discarded. He mourned his android son and shook his head sadly.

"He needs to stay here. The doctor's are caring for him now. You don't have to stay guard anymore. He is safe." Hank turned back to the room.

The android seemed to contemplate the information given to him. His LED pulsed yellow before returning to blue. "I am sorry Lieutenant. I must stay to protect the boy. Please do not stand in my way."

Hank swallowed thickly and looked to Fowler for back up. Fowler raised an eyebrow at the android. "Well RK 800, we would like to be able to visit Connor. We mean him no harm and you can stay to see that he is protected." Fowler took the lead in confronting the android and they awaited the androids response.

"I'm sorry. You are not in my programming to allow in. Thank you." The android moved past them and stood beside the door.

Hank swore loudly and looked to Fowler furiously. "What the hell do we do now?"

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Connor opened his mouth weakly as the nurse fed him a few ice chips. The cold soothed his aching throat. He looked up at the older lady and swallowed. "My dad.. Where's my dad?"

His voice was still rough from the tube in his throat. The tube in his nose stayed until he became strong enough to handle food and the inflammation in his throat died down.

The nurse looked at him sympathetically and smiled. "He isn't here, honey." She set the cup down and went to leave the room.

Connor looked around and his eyes welled up with tears. He had to draw attention. He didn't want to be alone anymore. He looked to the side table and raised a hand. He takes a deep breath and pushes it over forcefully.

The crash scared Connor and his heart monitored signalled his distress. Maybe this was a little much.

Suddenly the door opens and a man stands in the doorway. Another man was holding him back and Connor did not understand why. The man's LED caught his eye. An android. Dad did this. "Hey! It's okay. Let him in. Please." His voice was weak and scratchy.

A cough itched at the back of his throat. He reached out for his cup before remembering he knocked the table over.

The androids LED went from red to yellow to blue. "Yes, Connor." The androids arm drops and Hank rushes in and stops suddenly.

"Ugh.. I'm Hank. I work for the Detroit police. I was there when they found you. How… are you?" Hank hated to be awkward but he fought every fiber in his being not to rush to the boy he had thought of as a son.

Connor studied the man and looked to the fallen ice chips. "Can I get more ice chips?" He asked softly.

Hank moved. "Oh. Yea. Sure." He presses Connor's call light and sat in a seat beside the bed. "I still can't believe all this." He watched Connor frown.

"I don't understand? What happened?" Connor fiddled with the sheets.

Hank sighed and looked for the right response. "A lot. You have been asleep for a while, kiddo." Hank watched Connor start to breathe heavily."

"Where is my dad?" Connor searched the man's face, which only aided in his panic.

"I'm sorry. He's dead, Connor."

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I feel like this was a slower chapter but it will pick up. The men from before will return for Human!Connor. Can Android!Connor protect him for long? What is Hank gonna do with a distant and angsty young adult? Daddy!Hank to come. If you are enjoying the story, drop a comment and let me know your theories. Had some good ones so far.Peace and Chicken Grease.