| Connor & Hank | One Shots (Discontinued)

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A/N Just a small AU nothing special about it.

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Hank went to work, as usual. Fowler asked the lieutenant to come early this time for a general meeting.

"Is everyone here?" Jeffrey looked around his office filled with police officers including Hank himself. "Good. Now as you may know, LAPD transfered two of their men here in the DPD. "

"For phck's sake.. Why?" a man with a scar on his nose asked annoyingly.

"Unfortunately I still don't know the reason why. They just said that the other one had a serious incident with another officer, that's it." the captain answered. "Just let me f*cking talk, Reed."

"B*tch please, just go on and say it already.." Hank cut in. "You say too much."

"You know what, I'll pretend I didn't heard that.. For f*ck's sake.. " Fowler frowned. "So, be nice with them and they'll be assign in Homicide. Hank, please.. Don't make them f*cking cry, the other one is really sensitive."

"Sure, I'll f*cking try."

"Alright, dismissed." Jeffrey dismissed the officers and one by one left his office.

"For f*ck's sake, I hate new people.." Hank mumbled to himself and as he goes to his desk, he saw a brunette man sitting against his. "Oh cmon, of all the vacant desks.. Why against mine?"

The man saw the lieutenant going to his desk and made a smile. "My name is Connor! I'm the transfer from LAPD."

"Hank.. " he answers while trying to be friendly as much as possible.

The old man sat in his chair and started to work. Connor is taking glances of him which is making Hank uncomfortable. "What do you want?" he asked.

"Is it a Saint Bernard?" he glanced back again.

"Nani the f*ck? You're scaring me!" Hank sprung up from his chair.

"The brown and white dog hairs are all over your chair and clothing. Two dogs? Might be, but due to your state and looks you can't take care of two. As a man you won't get a small dog so obviously you would get a big one. Your appearance looks like you're not taking care of yourself. Depressed? Mostly likely, so you would get a big fluffy dog to comfort you."

"How the f*cking hell?" Hank was shocked and also kinda amazed on his attention to details. "Are you a f*cking android or what?"

"I assure you, lieutenant." Connor smiled. "I'm human, I just looked at the details too much."

"F*ck you." He mumbled and went back to work. "And yes, it is a Saint Bernard."

"I like dogs! What's your dog's name?" Connor made a big smile that shines like the sun.

"Oh god..." Hank looked at him and saw the smile. "His name is Sumo."

"Can I see him?!"

"nO."

"B-but.."

"I said no, so f*ck off!"

Suddenly a man walked over them, he looks identical with Connor but an inch taller and with silver gray eyes.

"Stop showing off with that ability of yours, brother." He chuckled. "You're scaring everyone you meet."

"I'm the oldest here so shut up." Connor looked at him and frowned. "Oh lieutenant Anderson! This is Conan, My brother. Don't get fooled that we are both identical, we're not twins."

"How is that f*cking impossible?" Hank is now more confused as ever.

"Try asking our mom." he replied.

"Nice to meet you Lieutenant, I've heard a lot of things about you." Conan tried to smile but its freakishly spooky.

"He doesn't know how to smile, bare with me."Connor whispered to the lieutenant.

"Wait.. I get it now." He saw how the man's brother smiled and it was unpleasant to see. "So who's the one who got an incident with another officer back to your department?"

Both of them remained silent and looked at each other. Connor then gulped and became uncomfortable.

"Lieutenant, can we have a talk?" Conan asked.

"Of course.." He replied and followed the taller brother in a secluded place.

"It maybe be the best for both of us that we won't talk about that in front of my brother." He added.

"Why? Is it that bad?"

"Yes. So please, don't mention it around him just let him open up." Conan answered.

"Sorry.. I didn't know that it will make him uncomfortable.. "

"It's okay, I get it everyone is curious why we wanted a transfer. Even Detective Reed over there.." He explained "And to inform you, Fowler said that Connor will be assigned to you as your partner."

"Oh well, no choice I guess.." Hank chuckled.

"And by the way.." Conan started to walk away towards Detective Reed and looked back at Hank. "Connor might be the brightest detectives around, but everyone has a weak spot."

The lieutenant looked at Connor still doing some paperwork and went back to his desk. He's still puzzled about what Conan said to him about his big brother.

"Connor..?"

"What?" Connor asked as he looked at him.

"I'm sorry about what happened earlier.. I won't ask about it again." the old man apologized.

"Nah, it's fine.. You're just curious I get it.." he accepted his apology and smiled.

"And also, your brother told me that you're my f*cking partner now.."

"So can I now see your dog?!"

"Still f*cking no!"

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Connor and Hank have been solving cases together for the past months while Conan just getting headaches to his partner, Detective Reed. They've been good friends and the lieutenant finally agreed to let Connor see his dog Sumo which made the officer glad.

Sometimes Hank would be really surprise of how Connor observes the crime scene. He would lick stuffs or sometimes sniff on a damn corpse. But due to those odd behavior, they can solve the cases even with small time.

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A/N I'm a bit stumped at the moment and I'm loosing creative juices..

Part 2? Yee or nuu?