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Connor| injuries

(You and connor go on a mission but not everything goes as planned)

Warnings: Sad(???)

(Y/N)= Your name

Your POV

You were standing in front of a pair of heavy-looking doors which led to the rooftop. The reason you were here is pretty simple, a deviant was out there and it your job to catch it. What the police department neglected to mention, however, was that the deaviant had a gun and was definitely not afraid to use it.

"Please be careful (Y/N). The likelihood of accomplishing our mission will go down by at least 20%, if not more, should you recive an injury" Connor said, as if not caring even a little bit. You get that he was a machine and all but you felt that wasn't a good enough excuse to completely disregard your well-being.

"Yeah, i will" you replied, frankly quite bored with his cold mannor.

Pushing open the doors, cold to the touch, you instantly knew it was a bad idea but continued anyway, you already got this far after all.

"D-don't come any closer! I'll shoot your partner, i swear!" You could Connor visibly jump at this.

Looking around to find source of the voice, you saw a terrified android, his eyes staring right into yours, you could almost feel his pain pointing the gun to your head. Once you saw and heard this, you threw your hands up as if to surrender and let Connor deal with the threat. Only it didn't go as smoothly as you would've liked judging by the intense pain in your chest sudden feeling of dizziness.

You had heard a gasp and a plea from the deviant but none of this intrested you enough to keep your eyes from drifting closed.

Another gun shot rung through your ears as you heard the same old robotic voice repeat your name, only it sounded echoed and desperate. The pain was so apparent at this point that you decided to just focus on the androids voice, seemingly holding more emotion now, though that was the least of your concerns.

You felt a cloth of sorts being tied around your wound but you didn't really feel like it helped much. The pan

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You woke up on what you assumed to be a couch, Hank's one was the most reasonable idea to go with, you didn't really think Connor would just throw you on some random couch but you could be wrong, you thought.

As you tried to get up you had failed to notice the mass lying on top of you, also know as Sumo, which caused a lot of pain so you guessed your wound hadn't quite healed yet.

"I wouldn't get up yet if i were you" You saw Hank drinking from a cup of coffee while sitting oppisite you.

"Thanks for the free advice" you replied, your voice sounding rough and scratchy from lack of use. At least you still had your sense of humor.

"You get me or Connor if you need anything, alright?" A confused look quickly replaced your relaxed one.

"Since when did Connor care?"

"Damn thing hasn't left your side til now, expect for work of course" your only response was a even more confused face but you let the words sink in as you nodded and fell asleep again.

Connor's POV

I let out a small sigh as i watched (Y/N) sleep. I was worried though, i felt like i was becoming a deviant, i didn't want (Y/N) to have to 'dispose' of me. I might be alright, after all (Y/N) and I have been getting closer these past few months. I sigh again as i get ready for work once more.

A/N-
I know i have a lot of Connor oneshots already but he seemed perfect for this so why not? Summer holidays start next friday so i should have one or two out then and a lot more coming as well :) (i may have overdone on the commas too but i don't know)

Thank you for reading and feel free to comment
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