Accident Prone - Becoming Human

Family

As per usual Connor had found himself working late into the night handing cases, reports and all comments revolving around deviant activity when Chris had asked Connor to accompany him to the scene of an active crime that just been radioed in to dispatch. Hank was still on his final week of leave and healing at home after the incident at the bank, which in turn left Connor without a partner to watch his back while out in the field. Happy to finally get out from behind his desk and head out into the field for the first time in almost two weeks Connor readily agreed to join the courageous officer at the scene and help out in any way possible.

The crime of interest was an attempted robbery at a nearby convenience store with only one suspect on the premises. Chris had stopped the patrol car right outside the front door hoping to frighten the suspect into surrendering, but instead it drew the suspect outside and the suspect aimed his gun at the two responding police officers.

Just as the suspect opened fire Connor and Chris ducked out of the way behind their squad car as a bullet passed painfully close to the deviant's upper left arm in the process. It didn't take long for Chris to return fire and move in on the suspect with impressive speed to stop the situation before it escalated any further. Wisely the suspect willfully dropped his gun and knelt on the ground to give himself up Chris grabbed the suspect's arms and pinned them behind his back.

Connor helped Chris hold the man down against the sidewalk on his chest while Chris took the handcuffs from the back of his belt and restrained the subdued criminal's wrists. The suspect, a young man in his mid twenties, readily gave up as he didn't want to try to fight off two cops at once.

"Thanks for your help, Connor." Clicking the handcuffs around the man's wrists Chris made sure he couldn't get up or resist arrest. "I got him."

"Of course." Connor let go of the suspect and stood upright as Chris led the criminal to the back of the squad car. "I'm glad I could be of some help."

Chris opened the rear door of the car and pushed the suspect down inside to the backseat as he radioed in the scene to confirm the arrest and that the situation was under control. The arrest was smooth, simple and very quick.

A red warning suddenly flashed over Connor's visual sensors as his system detected an anomaly in Connor's overall status condition causing his blue L.E.D. to cycle to yellow. A steady pain manifested in Connor's left bicep drawing his attention to the affected limb to investigate visually. A stain of fresh Thirium was spreading over his arm where the bullet had grazed him, effectively slicing into Connor's artificial flesh without actually piercing into the plastimetal frame of his arm.

"Shit." Noting the bleeding wound Connor swore and pressed his palm over the affected area to apply pressure. "I wasn't quick enough."

"Connor?" Chris called out to the deviant detective as he opened his driver's side door of the patrol car. "You coming?"

"Yes." Connor confirmed as removed his black tie with his right hand and pressed the garment beneath his palm and firmly over the bleeding laceration on his left bicep. As his yellow L.E.D. returned to its normal blue color Connor seemed perfectly fine. "I'm right behind you, Chris."

Keeping his hand over his arm to stem the bleeding Connor didn't say a word about his wound as Chris drove the car back to the precinct. Hank was still angry with Captain Fowler because of the botched undercover operation that had nearly killed Connor and heavily damaged his memory for an uncomfortably long period of time. The last thing Connor wanted to do was worry Hank even further by admitting that he had been injured in the line of duty.

"I'll take this guy in for processing." Chris stated after he made a follow-up report to dispatch via the radio after returning to the precinct. "You should head home. You've already clocked-in four hours of overtime tonight."