THE CHASE - Connor x OC (I Am Sequel)

Chapter 9

Hello! Again with the authors notes. Sorry.

So I recently saw Good Omens, and it's been on my mind for over a week now. I think I might write a Good Omens fan fiction? I can't help it. Crowley and Aziraphale are just absolutely darling. Would you guys be interested in that?

Thanks,

Andrea

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"I am going to kill you!" Nick screamed walking into the interview room. Connor was right, as always.

Agent Brant stormed out of the room. "There goes another 4 hours of my time! Wasted!" Meanwhile, Asher Kam laughed incessantly.

"You are an asshole," I whispered to him. I left pushing Nick out of the room.

"What's wrong?" I asked, not sure if I would care.

"You fucking left me...roofied...so that you could get your big capture?" Nick yelled.

"First things first, I didn't leave you. Second of all, someone was getting murdered."

"So let me rephrase then to get this through your thick skull. You didn't call backup for me because you were too busy being undercover and capturing a murderer!" Nick said. I stared at him, letting it sink in. "Well when I say it like that, I do sound like the asshole!"

"Listen, I wasn't just going to abandon you but I had to focus on what was at hand."

"Wait a second, why didn't you call for backup?" Nick asked.

"I didn't have time," I shrugged.

"You can talk through your fucking head!" He said tapping my LED.

"Listen, Nick. You're fine," I answered.

"Yeah because some random clubber decided to check on us!"

"Not a random clubber. The literal rookie cop who you took with you!"

"Hey, hey," Agent Brant said walking towards us trying to settle Nick down.

"Who in the hell are you, tall, dark, and handsome?" Nick asked. He quickly went from angry, to suddenly enthralled by his attractiveness. 

"Hey!" Gavin yelled from down the hall. He was holding up his hand pointing to his ring.

"Yeah...but...you know it too!" Nick yelled back. Gavin took a second but then nodded.

I won't joke. He's attractive, but Nick is always too much.

"Remember how I told you about your unprofessionalism? I think you might very well be the most professional one here," Brant whispered to me. I chuckled.

"You haven't met my husband," I laughed.

"Oh, don't remind me," Brant said, rolling his eyes, and laughing.

Nick stared at us. "Anyway, you must be Deputy Nicholaus Lance," Brant said, extending his hand towards Nick.

"First of all, it's Sergeant," Nick said. I was taken aback. Ever since I've met Nick, he's always been Deputy. He always makes Connor, Hank, and I call him Deputy, even though he got promoted. He hates being that cop.

"Alright, Sergeant Lance. I'm Agent Ethan Brant from the Behavioral Analysis Unit of the FBI. I am interviewing your subject, Asher Kam since his case has gone federal. I'm going to be working very closely with your partner Charlotte, here. Try not to get jealous," Brant sassed.

Nick stared at Brant. "Then go back to interviewing that guy."

"Unfortunately, I'm going to have to wait for a couple of hours since you decided to interrupt an interview with a murder suspect in one of the grossest acts of police unprofessionalism I have ever experienced."