A/N: Okay, here's the exciting part I've been waiting to write. THRILL!!! SUSPENSE!!! ACTION!!! CHILDREN BEING THROW ACROSS A HIGHWAY!!! Oops, a bit of a spoiler there. Eh, this entire story is full of spoilers. See ya at the end! [Art credit goes to Ruebharb (I love her channel!)]
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(F/b): Favorite Band
The Next Day
You woke up at your normal time that you got up for work. Deciding not to go out of your way with an outfit, you threw on a simple white shirt with a pair of blue jeans and boots. You went downstairs, to your surprise, you didn't see Mariella cooking in the kitchen. Man, everything is going to shit within the past two days. Starving, you went into the pantry and grabbed a pop-tart package.
Rushing out the door, you swiftly snatched your cream-colored leather jacket and hurried into your car to drive to work. On your way to the office, you listened to (F/b) in an attempt to clear your mind but it was no use. The thoughts of how the day will treat you could never leave the back of your brain.
Eventually, after the hassle of morning traffic, you arrived at the mundane office. No one was in besides the androids along the wall and the occasional officer in uniform. You signed out of relief and took your place at your desk. Unlocking your monitor, you saw that the deviant's files were already open. Huh, weird. You shrugged it off and continued to scroll through them.
"(Y/n)! Get over here!" Hank shouted; scaring you in the process. "We have to go somewhere."
YES! You shot out of your chair and hurried to Hank's side.
After a quick ride down the elevator, you walked over to Hank's car. But as the vehicle came into view you saw a familiar android in the front seat. "He has to come?" You whined.
"He's a persistent mother fucker. Besides, I thought you liked him." Hank mocked.
"Shut up! I was being nice to him because you were being a dick!" You exclaimed.
"Who's being the dick now?" Hank raised an eyebrow.
"Let's just go. I want to get there already." You pouted that you lost the argument.
Opening the door to the back seat you felt the heater against your frozen face. "Good morning, (Y/n). How are you feeling today?" Connor greeted not facing you.
"Uh, I-I'm fine. What about you, Connor?" You asked cringing away preparing the worst.
"I am well. Thank you for your concern." He smiled, but still evaded your gaze.
"Alright you two, knock it off. We have work to do." Hank grunted as he plopped into the front seat and put the car in reverse.
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Once you arrived at the scene you saw two other squat cars outside a convenient store and laundry mat. "This is the place Laurence said the deviant was." Hank parked the car and got out; Connor shortly after him.
"Lieutenant Anderson! I have already questioned the residents in the area around the area. A man in the 24-hour laundry mat had said that his clothes had gone missing, and the cashier of the convenient store said an AX400 came in with a little girl asking to spare some money for a motel room. Once he refused the two left the store." One of the officers reported to Hank.
"That was all he said? Nothing of which way the two went or anything?" Hank inquired agitated. In the middle of their conversation, you see Connor scope the area. Then he made his way across the street to the abandoned house and alleyway.
"Connor what are you doing?" You called out to him.
"Investigating the area. Come over here, I think I found something." He claimed.
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Alive || Connor X Reader ||
Fanfic"Miss (L/n)? Are you going to start complaining as well?" Captian Fowler rolled his eyes awaiting your answer. "N-No, sir." You stuttered. "Then get the hell out of my office." He dismissed you while returning to the file he was reviewing. You showe...
