Short circuit

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(Name) POV

"What?" I ask and Hank repeats what he said. "They are taking Connor tomorrow to investigate why he failed his mission. Right now, the FBI are in charge and this is our last day to be able to do anything." Hank says and I drop my phone, shaking slightly as the shock makes me stand there, unable to move. I was completely frozen and unable to move. I couldn't feel anything, I couldn't hear anything, and I couldn't see anything. I felt so broken up inside, so... Shattered.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and I seen Connor was there, looking concerned. "(Name), is everything the matter?" Connor asked and I shook my head, unable to speak. I was mouthing the word 'no' over and over and Connor was confused. "What are you saying?" Conner asked, grabbing my shoulders and looking me in the eyes. I found my voice, but I was only able to mumble one word over and over again. "No, no, no, no, no, no,..." I trailed off with tears coming out of my eyes. I look at his Android coat, not knowing what else to say or do.

"What is the matter, (Name)?" Connor asked and I let out a whimper, not wanting to cry my ugliest at this time. "(Name)" Connor says sternly and I look up to meet his eyes. "They want to take you back Connor... They want to take you apart and see why your mission hasn't been a success. They're taking you tomorrow. I don't wanna loose you" I confess and Connor got a pondering look on his face.

"I don't wish to loose you either" Connor says back and I bury my face in his chest and cry. "Don't leave me Connor, please" I beg, gripping his shirt and closing my eyes tightly. "I don't want to leave you but... Cyberlife-" "I don't give a damn about Cyberlife Connor, I care about you. I don't want you to leave me... Not after I've gotten too attached" I mumble. I didn't care if Connor didn't feel the same way.

It was selfish to want such a thing, but I don't think I could handle that. In the time I've been with Connor, which in reality has been over a year already... I've grown more attached to him than any human has ever gotten, besides my father. I felt like he was a genuine person, not an imposter or someone trying too hard. I could be myself around Connor, and maybe that's the selfish part. Maybe it's because he doesn't have too many opinions or ideas on things. Or maybe it's selfish because he seems so perfect to me. That could be true, but I love his personality. Sure, it may be a unique one which doesn't have a whole lot to it but it's all of the other things that I like about him. I can teach him how to be human, how to smile genuinely and not feel like it was his programming that caused it. I want to see Connor live a life outside of gears and wires. I don't even care if it isn't with me. Yes, I'll confess that i love him. I love Connor so much that sometimes it hurts. It hurts to know he may never feel the same about me, but I'd be willing to let him go if I had to. Just not back to Cyberlife. Over my dead body will he go back to Cyberlife and go back to being a metal person with no personality or beliefs.

"(Name), I have to say this but you may not like it..." Connor says after a while of me thinking and stopping the crying. "What is it Connor? You can tell me anything" I respond. He looks at me, making me feel like whatever he is about to say might be bad. "I think... I think I may be deviant" Connor says and I turn my head to the side. "How so?" I ask, wiping excess tears from my face. "Well, when I had first met you and the Lieutenant... I found you both interesting. We've been through some ups and downs throughout this time I've been in both you and the Lieutenant's presences. At first, I thought that maybe I had an error in my software or a virus corrupting my system but the more time I spent with you and the Lieutenant... The more I began to feel..." Connor said and I motioned for him to keeo speaking whatever was on his mind.

"So I tried to find the cause, obviously hiding all of that from Cyberlife because I didn't want to go so soon. I won't lie to you, that day me and Hank went off and he pulled a gun on me I was... Afraid. I didn't want to die (Name), and I didn't even know why. I didnt know why I didn't want to die." He explained. "Well, Connor, you-" "No (Name), I must finish" Connor cut me off. I didnt open my mouth to say another word at all. "I was afraid to die... Because of you" Connor had said.

"B-because of... Me?" I asked.

"Yes, because of you"