The car ride to me was unbearable, the silence and tension could have been cut with a knife. I kept looking towards Hank, who had forced me to go in his car rather then leaving him with Connor, so I had been thrown into the passenger seat whilst Connor was in the back. I could tell he wasn't happy at all, especially with me giving perfect directions as to where to find him. "Look Hank I-"
"Blake just shut up, I'm not mad at you I'm mad at it." He said, gesturing towards Connor. I had to bite the inside of my cheek when he referred to Connor as 'it' but used my name perfectly normally. As I was taking on the persona of being human, people actually seemed to respect me, compared to whether I showed I was an android and would just be treated as an object or a tool even. It was something which happened to make me feel on edge and angry all the time, let alone feeling bad for those who don't actually have the choice to impersonate a human.
"Yeah, okay." I mumbled, looking back down at my hands awkwardly placed on my lap. I had to do something to cut through the silence, it was just difficult to handle. That was till Hank finally spoke up again. "Blake, it's been 6 months now since you joined, almost to the day... Are you okay? Like with the shit that happened before you started working?"
I may have been incredibly cryptic in my explaning, but after me and Hank began to get along, I did actually tell him about Alex. I didn't say that I was an android made by him, but I said that Alex was killed by Cyberlife for finding out too much information, he seemed to be a lot more understanding towards me from that day on, even recently explaining what had happened to his son Cole after one night where he once again was drinking. In truth, it made me understand him better, understand why he hated androids and why he had such an attitude towards them, he was just hating what had happened to his son. I sighed, leaning back against the car seat. "Yeah, I'm fine, not much can be done about it... Even if it's still difficult..."
"It's always going to be difficult Blake, losing someone who was close to you like that, but everyday will get a tiny bit easier, least that's what everyone told me not that I agreed with them; the only thing that helps truly is alcohol." He mumbled.
I looked towards him for a moment, "In truth I don't exactly wanna be going that direction thanks, but if that's you offering me to join you when you go out drinking I may take that up once in awhile." I said, a small smile pulling on to my features, his own doing something similar. Although that was soon erased as we arrived on the crime scene.
Connor had been staring out of the window the moment we'd turned up on the crime scene, probably already trying to scan it. Hank stopped the car and got out, myself following after him. "You stay here, got it?" Hank said to Connor before he walked to the scene, leaving me alone with the other android. I sighed, leaning over where the window to his seat was. "Come on, Hank may be an asshole but he may appreciate it if you help and I'm sure you will." I said.
He looked up at me for a short moment before nodding and getting out of the car, both of us walking together to the crime scene. "May I ask you a quick personal question Detective?" He asked, looking over to me.
I nodded my head, "Shoot."
"I didn't plan on shooting you, nor do I have a gun." Admittedly his innocence made me laugh. "I didn't mean literally Connor, I meant ask me the question."
"What happened six months ago?"
I paused for a split second, mid-step. My heart (or what was supposed to be my heart) hammering against my chest, my eyes welled up and everything started to feel heavy as if a giant weight was put on my shoulders. "Now isn't the time Connor, it'll take a while to explain." I said, my tone clearly changing before I sped up and walked to where Hank was, leaving Connor in the metaphorical dirt.
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Fanfiction"Wait... You're an android?" I didn't dare look up at him, the thought of seeing the look on his face was enough to set my own terror in stone, I was frozen, staring at the ground and staring at my arm he was holding, refusing to let go, not even fo...