Chapter 3 - Interrogation

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Connor's P.O.V.

Before I could walk away from the cells, something alerted me.
"Hey Connor, wait up." I heard (Y/N) say to me, still looking down.

"What will happen to me? Where's Pixel? When do I get home?" She hit me with the questions.

"I... I don't know.. I don't know, (Y/N)." I said and shook my head.

"But Pixel needs to be taken care of! He's an innocent, good dog." She insisted.

"I like dogs. I quess it wouldn't hurt if we took it over at Hank's place." I thought out loud. I nodded to her, and continued: "Tomorrow will be a hard day." I decided to analyse her again, to make sure everything was checked.

Analysing (Y/N) (L/N)...
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Heartbeat: Neutral
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Breathing Cycle: Slightly Fast
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Stress Level: 28%
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Other Data: None

"Goodnight, (Y/N). It's now 10:27 PM, and tomorrow will be early enough, you should rest."
She seemed slightly stressed, but I figured it was normal. I was alerted by Hank's yell: "CONNOR, WHAT'S TAKING SO LONG?!"

I turned around and walked away.

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

I rubbed my hands uncomfortably together. The handcuffs were terrifyingly strict and stiff, and didn't leave much room for movement.

I knew my time was running out, and I would need to act soon to get out. I'd be slitting a long time in jail for all the stuff they found. Again, I was the crazy one out of the bunch, so somebody got to do it. I knew Connor was going to be a challenge to get past.

An all seeing Android purposed to take on deviant cases and solve them with just easy little effort. And I'd try to fight back? Hell yeah I would do that. For freedom, for rights. I had the power and possibility, so all I need to do first is to figure out how to get these handcuffs off.

I knew they removed every possible little bit of weaponry in me, so I couldn't hack them. Other way was to break them to something in the cell. So, if I couldn't hack it, I would beat the shit out of it. Great, plan set up. They'd be a little beaten up indeed, but I would make some easy excuse on it. Not too bad.

Other way I thought of, was trying to get Connor open them up for me. I knew they would trigger open and lock down by the touch of an Android on a certain spot. But... that'd end up just bad.

I decided to lay down, and watch the lights shut down, and everyone walk out. I fell asleep into my thoughts.

Connor's P.O.V.

I knew Hank would disagree on us taking Pixel over to his place, so I had to take care of it myself. As we walked over to his car, I sat on the back of it like every other time, and listened as he started to speak: "Damn a hard kid to deal with, that (Y/N) is." He chuckled to himself.

I didn't reply, and stared out of the window. It'd be better to not show any reaction, or opinion about her. Not only that I didn't have one, but just to smoothen out that I was going to leave him alone for a while.
I hope he stays safe once we reach his house.

Soon enough we got to his place. Once he reached the door, I said to him: "I'm leaving for a while. I'll be back soon." And expected no reply. Neither did I get one, Hank just nodded and got indoors.

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