Gavin reed - Connor RK800 X reader

5

"Can't believe we're letting the plastic prick do the interrogation. You should have put me in there, I would've had him talking in five minutes," said Gavin with a scowl. You let out an irritated sigh as you massaged the back of your neck.

"Don't give yourself too much credit, Reed," said Hank as he leaned back into his chair. "Knowing you and your 'methods,' you probably would've made him blow up in two minutes." You stifled a laugh as they continued to bicker with each other.

Hank and Connor had found a deviant at their crime scene and brought it into the station for questioning. Once they had come back, you and Gavin immediately went to the interrogation room to join them. It took almost an hour before Hank called it quits and let Connor take over. He was now showing the deviant pictures of the crime scene, pressuring him into giving more information.

You felt your phone vibrate in your pocket and pulled it out to see a text from Fowler.

My office. Now.

"Fowler wants to see me. I'll be back," you said as you put your hand on the door lock. Hank and Gavin didn't even acknowledge you as you walked out into the hallway.

As you approached Fowler's office, you couldn't help but feel a little bit nervous. The captain had never texted you to come meet him privately before. It felt like being called up to the principal's office in grade school.

I hope I didn't do anything wrong, you thought as you opened the glass door.

"You wanted to see me, sir?" you asked as you took a seat in front of him.

"Yes, it's about your performance so far," said Fowler as he crossed his arms in his seat. You nodded and swallowed hard as you played with your hands.

"Your work on the Lockwood case was exceptional, especially for your first official homicide. CyberLife informed me that the android was returned in almost perfect condition. You also have been keeping up with your paperwork and have managed to cooperate remarkably well with your partner. I'm sure Reed hasn't been giving you the easiest time."

"It's nothing I can't handle," you reassured him, your chest swelling with pride. For a second, you thought you had gotten in trouble for taking an extra fifteen minutes for lunch the other day. "I really appreciate your feedback sir, it's really great to hear!"

"I just wanted to let you know that I'm glad you've joined our team. Give a couple years, you'll be lieutenant in no time," encouraged Fowler with a grin on his face.

"Thank you, sir! I won't let you down," you promised as you both shook hands. You tried to keep your smile from spreading too much across your face as you headed back to the interrogation room. As you walked, in you noticed it was empty until a flash of movement caught your eye.

On the other side of the mirror, Gavin held a gun up to Connor's head while the deviant sat in a pool of it's own Blue Blood on the table. You froze as you heard Gavin threatening Connor but stopped when Hank pulled out his own gun to him.

"That's enough," said Hank. Gavin hesitated, before holstering his gun, cursing out Hank and Connor. It felt as if your brain finally connected with your body and rushed to the other side of the room. As soon as the doors opened, Gavin bumped into you without saying anything as he stormed out of the precinct.

"What the fuck just happened!?" you exclaimed.

"Your partner just got a little excited is all," said Hank as he holstered his gun.

"Connor, are you okay? He didn't hurt you, did he?" you asked as you walked over to him.

"No need to worry Detective, I am unharmed. The deviant however..." trailed off Connor as he stared at the unmoving deviant. "He claims he did it in self-defense, that he couldn't handle the abuse. He was scared, scared that he was going to get shut down...instead, he..." Connor couldn't finish his sentence as he continued to stare at the unmoving deviant. Human or not, you could see the guilt in Connor's eyes and grabbed his hand, forcing him to look at you.