Sam’s POV
One more hour until the protest, and Markus was plotting with Connor on what he was going to do.
“Can I please come, Con?? I can escort you! I can distract the guards, or something! I know I can help, I--"
“--Samantha, for your safety you have to either stay here, or go home. I don't want you getting hurt..” Connor interrupted; a worried look spread across his face.
“But--"
“--Sam, you'll have to listen to Connor. You're human; if you die, there's no coming back--"
I felt the frustration bubble up inside of me as they rejected my offer to help; I could help. They might not think so, but I know I could.
“--I can come back, though!! You guys don't…” I stopped myself from continuing, as they stared at me in curiosity. “Um..”
“What do you mean?” Connor asked.
“I um… I-I guess I'll just go home. Is uh, is Perkins-- from the FBI-- is he going to be at the protest?” I questioned, quickly changing the subject.
“He should be; as of right now, he's head of the deviant investigation. Of course he'll be there-- but what were saying before??” Connor questioned wearily.
“Great! He gave me his number a while ago-- I think I threw it away when I got home, but I might still have it. I could call, and distract him while Connor gets the extra androids!” I suggested, ignoring Connor’s question.
Markus nodded in agreement, and Connor hesitantly did the same.
“Do you want me to come with you?” He asked. I shook my head ‘no’, and smiled.
“No, you have to do your thing. I should get going though, I don't want to call too late.”
He slightly bent down, and pushed his lips against mine; resting his hands on my hips. I brought my hands behind his neck, and put more pressure into the kiss as I did so.
The butterflies swarmed, and my body felt numb as the passionate kiss continued; physical heat radiating off of my face as I reddened.
I slowly pulled away, and rested my forehead against his.
“Please be safe-- I… I need you. Not a new model of you-- that sucked! I need you, Con..” I mumbled. He kissed my nose as he stared into my eyes with his beautiful chocolate-brown.
“I can’t promise you anything, but I will do everything to prevent it; alright, my love?” I blushed, and let a small smile creep onto my face.
“Okay, Con.” I paused as I looked over at Markus, who stood with his arms folded, and an accepting smile on his face.
“I-I should get going. I’ll try my best to distract Perkins while Connor gets the androids, and I’ll watch everything on the news… I wish you guys would let me help more, though..” I played with the hair tie on my wrist as I spoke, and looked at the ground.
“We can’t risk it, Sam. You’re too feeble for this; if you were an android, things would be different. I’m sorry..” Markus proclaimed, walking over and squeezing my shoulder to comfort me.
“It’s fine. I understand..” I pecked Connor on the cheek, and grasped his hand tightly; soon walking away-- and already missing the feeling of his artificial skin against mine.
Please make it through, safely.
*~*~*
About fifteen minutes later, I made it back home. I turned on the news, and headed toward the kitchen; rummaging through the drawers as I looked for his small business card.
“Ugh, I don’t want to look in the trash..” I mumbled to myself as I pushed all of them back into the counter.
I couldn’t help but feel upset as I thought about all of the androids-- and what I wasn’t doing to help them. Technically I can get my memory transferred into another android-- that’s what Kamski said. I only have a sliver of a human brain, but that was only for my human eye.
I sighed as I leaned against the counter; looking at the trash bin as I did so.
As I was headed to turn the T.V up, there was a loud knock on my door. I looked through the peephole, and seen Connor wearing his android suit.
“Hey, Con. Shouldn’t you be preparing to get the androids?” I asked, tilting my head to the side.
“I wanted you to come with me. I figured it would be more efficient, if I had someone distracting the guards.” He informed me. I nodded as I looked behind him. Hank’s car.
I was starting to get suspicious, but I blew it off as best as I could.
“You have Hank. Isn’t that good enough?” I questioned.
“Yes, but I--” He looked at the ground for a split second, then back up at me. “I wanted you with me.” I smiled as I followed him to Hank’s car, then climbed into the backseat.
I should stop getting suspicious-- I’m just paranoid.
I don’t know, maybe you should listen to your gut, Samantha.
Maybe you should be quiet.
As you wish.
I looked down at my lap, and sat by as I listened to my head become silent.
Wait, what?
*~*~*
The car ride was silent, but we eventually made it to Cyberlife.
Once Hank and I got out of the car, Connor held up a gun against my head, and ordered Hank to move forward.
“We are going to go into the building, and stop Connor. Alright?? If neither of you listen to me, I will not hesitate to shoot.” He lowered the gun to my back, and shoved me next to Hank as we walked to the entrance.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Hank questioned out of disgust.
“Would you really like to live with the guilt of Samantha’s death on your hands??? I think not. Now shut up, and keep walking.”
We walked into the building, and the guards made a pathway for us to get to the elevators; all of them scooching aside as they held their guns up.
“You sick fuck..” I hissed under my breath.
“Your words do not affect me, Miss Parker.” He started, as he shoved us in the elevator. “I don’t have emotions; if you didn’t realize that by now.”
After a few seconds the doors opened; revealing a gigantic room full of androids.
We walked to the center of the room, and he shoved us behind the many rows of robots.
“Make a noise, and I will shoot you.”
God fucking dammit.
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