A Learning Experience (Connor x OC)

Chapter 9: Public Enemy

Just as she had suspected, the deviants had made themselves public to the people. They had infiltrated into the Stratford Tower and left a message for all of Detroit and the world to see. A peaceful message backed up by peaceful actions. Not a single guard had been killed and no unnecessary destruction or vandalization occurred.

The tension from the previous night had continued onto the investigation with all three of them being relatively reclined and quiet. It's not every night where your life gets threatened and your very existence gets questioned. So they simply behaved professional with one another and did their jobs respectively.

There was not much evidence however, of where these androids had gone to. The only thing they really had information was the model serial number of the presumed android in charge.

The suspected deviant who assisted the others to get into the tower was heavily damaged from Connor's quick thinking and impressive skills and he prevented a massacre from happening. But now finding the location of where these deviants hid was much harder.

Connor throughout the investigation had been acting strangely, and even Hank had questioned her to say if his behavior was "normal". To tell the truth, no he wasn't. But since Hank's outburst was just last night, she didn't want to admit her suspicions. Had she written down everything Connor had been doing progressively through these cases, then they might have decommissioned him a long time ago. And if she didn't care about him she would have turned him in, but times have changed and so had she.

She knew he had changed when he chose to kill the android instead of sparing it and questioning it to find the location of the mysterious deviants. She knew he had changed when he kept questioning if she had been ok when the deviant pushed her against the wall and knocked her out for a few seconds after he had attacked Connor. His touch and voice was unnecessarily gentle and filled with worry. She knew he was different, Hank knew it too, but Connor refused to see what he had become.

Now with the FBI in the mix, their case came to a standstill for now. Even though most of their days continued on to the next one, today they were permitted to head home early and let home security deal with the rest.

Margaret flopped uncharacteristically on her couch. These past couple of days had been exhausting, although she did have nights like these in CyberLife. None of what she did however, left her this physically exhausted, and also harmed. She placed some ice against her head that was still suffering from her encounter with the deviant at Stratford Tower. She pressed her fingers against her neck, the bruises were slowly fainting away. To be honest, this was the worst she had been physically and mentally.

But work had to be done and she decided she might as well continue writing her reports. Her usual detailed reports had become vague and lackluster. No one had questioned her on it, but it was only a matter of time. She scoffed. Did CyberLife even give a shit? They were on the verge of civil war and all they do is send her and Connor. You would think they would send all sorts of models, have all sorts of surveillance androids out on the streets or even try and infiltrate the mysterious Jericho where all these deviants supposedly came from. But they did nothing. They just watched and closed themselves into their tower and continued to sell androids. She began to get pissed off thinking at all the things she had to go through and how much she sacrificed for this case, for this company. She had worked for them for years and no matter how successful her work is they wouldn't let her know anything about her boyfriend's!-

Riiiinng

The doorbell? She hasn't heard that noise in forever. Who could it be?

"Doctor Margaret? It's me, Connor!" A muffled voice was heard from the other side.

She sighed. Of course.