Accident Prone - Becoming Human

Thirium Flux

The activity in the precinct had begun to lull as a temporary replacement for Gavin had finally been located. On top of his needed recovery time after being shot Gavin had also been granted extended time off through paternity leave. Connor and Hank resumed their usual routines as if nothing had happened over the past few weeks, let alone months, and easily handled the few deviant related cases that came their way with great ease and efficiency. Connor sat behind his terminal with his coin dancing gracefully over the knuckles of his left hand slowly while Hank sipped at the horrible coffee that had been brewed in the breakroom with an outward disgust on his face.

It seemed the more things change the more they stay the same.

"Fuck. I think the precinct needs to get a new coffee maker." Hank stated as he pushed aside the still partially full mug with disinterest. "Or they need to buy better coffee grounds."

Connor looked up briefly and scanned the contents of the mug. "You haven't applied any sweetener or sugar."

"I didn't want to get another reminder of the dangers of that sugary-shit to my health." The senior detective replied with a stern glance in his blue eyes. "I get enough of that from the precinct medic after every damn check-up."

"Perhaps you should try to drink tea instead of coffee. It's sweeter in taste and a healthier alternative."

"I hate tea."

"You didn't hate it when Rose made it for you, and she gave me her recipe. Should I make you some?"

"No thanks, kid. I'd rather drink this shit," Hank picked up the mug and sipped at the horrible brew once more. "than get a damn caffeine-headache."

"Very well. But the offer still stands." A message from Joel suddenly appeared on Connor's terminal screen requesting his presence in the dispensary. "Oh. Joel wants to speak with me." Pocketing his coin Connor rose from his desk and proceeded to walk to the corridor leading to the elevator. "I'll be back in a moment."

"Whatever, I'll be here choking down this mud."

As the deviant detective walked down the corridor toward the elevator he glanced back at the bullpen and stared at the replacement officer using Gavin's desk for the time being. Though the replacement was a competent detective and very kind, he was an unusual choice to act as Gavin's replacement. It somehow seemed wrong to not have the abrasive detective insulting Connor or throwing paper balls at his back whenever he needed to get the deviant's attention.

"I wonder how Gavin, Abby and Aria are doing at this moment?"

Stepping through the parted doors to the elevator Connor stood inside the vacant car silently and waited for it to reach the designated second floor. Soon Connor found himself inside the the dispensary along with Jack who had been summoned to the dispensary as well, and was a little surprised to see him.

Jack's model of android wasn't originally designed for law enforcement but his deviancy gave him the freedom to attempt to become an officer as he wished and Captain Fowler was willing to oblige. Jack was an 'AX-700' model who was originally programmed to function as personal assistant. Blond hair, blue eyes and chiseled features made him the ideal aesthetic for the rich and vain, but his ambitions were beyond that of an errand boy.

"Hello, Jack."

"Connor." The second deviant, wearing a standard black police uniform, nodded to Connor as he set foot inside the dispensary. Jack was already sitting on the exam table with a black cable attached to his L.E.D., the optional device was still in his temple by his own choice, and fluctuating at a healthy blue. "I see Joel has summoned you as well."