I'm human (completed)

Day off?

The police station was cold and busy as usual, after the interrogation they took the deviant away and locked him up. I was planning to go see him because I know he didn't tell me everything when I questioned him.

I still remember what Lt Anderson did for me, it made me grateful but I can't, I'm not. I shook my head I can't feel anything I'm an android, androids don't feel anything.

Standing up from the office chair, I made my way to where they kept the deviant. He stood behind a clear glass wall, looking at him he seemed to not have noticed my presence, knocking lightly I caught his attention.

With solemn eyes he said, "they're going to destroy me."

"I didn't want this to happen." I replied

Device instability

"I'm going to die."

"Can you tell me anything about the statuette?, I know you didn't tell me everything." I said remorse clear in my voice.

"It's to serve rA9, they're our savior."

He didn't speak anymore after that statement, walking away I heard banging on the wall.
He was hitting his head, self destructing I suppose. Couldn't bear to watch so I turned around.

Back into the main station I went to sit back at the desk that was across Lt Anderson's. There was nothing else to do so I just sat there with my hands in my lap.

Lt looked at me and scoffed. "Don't come into the station tomorrow."

"Why?"

"That's my day off, you go do whatever that it is that you do and I'll be at home relaxing my ass off."

"But I was assigned to you, I'm am supposed to go wherever it is that you go."

"No shit dipshit, Look what I mean is that you come into my house but don't fuck up my relaxation with some bullshit ass questionnaire."

He gave me a small key.

"Understood Lt."

Still I sat there doing nothing, until a very familiar female had walked into the station.

"Oh." I whispered to myself. "It's her."

She looked very stern today, walking in a manner that screamed authority. "Lt Anderson?" She said putting her hands on his shoulders.

"Yes, Debrah." Replied Lt, not turning away from his paperwork.

She whispered something in his ear and he responded in the same manner, I awkwardly sat there wondering what issue it was that it needed to be discussed privately or well somewhat.

"How about 9, Lt?" Debrah suggested.

"Sounds like a plan." Lt Said, nonchalantly.

If I wasn't smart I wouldn't have already assumed what they were discussing.