SHORT CIRCUIT, connor dbh (discontinued)

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Olivia was woken up by knocking at her door. She got out of bed to see Conan still standing by her doorway. He was staring, waiting for her to wake up.

"You're still here?" Olivia asked.

"Yes."

"You don't have to stay here all the time."

"My only assignment is to assist you with your mission. I don't have anything else to do," Conan explained.

"Fine, but after this mission is over you have to go somewhere else. I think we'll be able to go to Jericho today," Olivia said then went to the door to see who had been knocking. She looked through the peephole in the door and saw Connor, who looked like he was growing impatient. Olivia sighed and opened the door.

"What do you want?" Olivia said bluntly.

"You never showed up at the station for your shift today. Like it or not, we're still partners," Connor said.

"Maybe I didn't want to go to work today."

"I don't care about what you want. You have a job to do," Connor looked in the room and seen Conan standing there, "Who the hell is he?"

"None of your god damn business."

"Considering he's practically my clone, I think it is," Connor said, "To be honest, I figured I'd have to walk in on you and Gavin again this morning. I guess I was wrong. You're just full of surprises anymore."

"Just because I'm not with you anymore doesn't mean I'm a slut," Olivia rolled her eyes, "Conan showed up here last night."

"Conan? You named him?" Connor questioned, "And I never called you a slut. You said that yourself. Although, we've been broken up for less than 24 hours and you've already been with 2 guys, so I guess that name's fitting."

"You prick!" Olivia slapped him across his face, "I don't know how Liv ever loved you."

"We have patrol duty today. Be ready in 5 minutes or I'm leaving without you and filing a report," Connor threatened.

"You don't have anything to report me for! Oh no, I'm late to work! News flash, Connor, you're literally the only person who gets there on time."

"What happened with Gavin in the break room yesterday was more than enough to get you fired for, considering you were just hired back yesterday."

She really wanted to flip him off and tell that he wouldn't have the balls to, but she knew she shouldn't. She was ordered not to raise too much suspicion, and she had already done a bad job at that. Liam sent her a reminder of it, so Olivia just complied to Connor's demand and went to get changed.

"Change of plans, Conan. Tommorow."

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"Have you remembered anything?" Connor asked as he parked the car. Olivia was surprised to hear the question.

"Why do you care?"

"Just because I'm pissed at you, and I have every right to be, I don't hate you. I can't bring myself to hate you, even if you deserve it. I still used to love you and I feel a little responsible for you losing your memory," Connor explained.

"It's unfortunate you feel that way," she lied; she couldn't care less about how he felt, "I haven't remembered anything."

"Nothing at all?"

"Nope," she said, popping the 'p'. Still lying to Connor.

"You said something earlier, and I can't stop focusing on it," Connor said, and Olivia hummed in response.

"You said, 'I don't know how Liv ever loved you'. You were talking about yourself in third person, why?" he asked.

"Me and Liv aren't the same, okay? I'm Olivia, just Olivia. I know it probably sounds odd, but we're different. I really don't love you; and I don't love Gavin, or Conan, or anyone. Liv loved you a lot though, but I never will," Olivia explained.

"Like an alter personality?"

"I guess that's one way to describe it."

"Liv, you should really go see a professional. Losing your memory and reliving trauma is making you-"

"Trust me, that's not the problem."

"You need to see someone about this," Connor said.

"I have a mission to complete, and I'm going to complete it. And I'm sure Liv won't be happy when I succeed."

"What are you planning?" Connor asked, worried.

"You'll find out soon enough," she pulled out the knife she had threatened Gavin with the day before. She put it against his throat, "Take me back to my apartment, now."

"Don't do this, Olivia."

"I won't, as long as you listen to me," Olivia said and seen that Connor was reaching for where his gun was. She laughed, "I took your gun a long time ago. Now, drive."

Connor drove her to her apartment and the two of them got out of the car. She had her arm around his waist, with the knife pressed roughly to his back as they went to her room. She opened the door, and Conan was still standing in the same place he was when they left.

"Change of plans, Conan. We're going tonight," Olivia said as she put the knife back up to Connor's throat, "Get that bag."

"What are you doing, Olivia? What's in the bag?" Connor asked.

"That bag is why I was kissing Gavin yesterday. I needed his key card to get those guns. Men are so easy to manipulate, it's almost too easy," Olivia said. They went back downstairs to the car. Conan drove and Olivia stayed in the back seat with Connor. She gave him the location to Jericho.

"What are we going to do with it?" Conan asked about Connor.

"Connor can go to Jericho with us. He'll die with the rest of them."

Conan parked the car in front of the old church. Him and Olivia split the guns in the bag up between them. They went inside, and Olivia shoved Connor to the ground. She stabbed through his hand and into the wooden floor boards, pinning him down.

Conan walked towards the back door. He brushed against her as he did, and slipped something in her pocket.

"I rigged an explosive to the side of the building while you were gone this morning, just in case things get out of hand. The mission is all that matters, Olivia," Conan explained, "Use the detonator if you have to."

Connor's situation still didn't seem to get everyone's attention, so she fired a couple bullets up into the air. Shrieks were heard all around the church and Liv and Conan blocked the exits.

"Now that I have your attention, everyone get on the ground!" Olivia yelled.