Chapter 2

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November, 7th: evening

He was standing in front of a house he knew for long, standing in the pouring rain. He felt every single rain drop which fell on his head and his leather jacket.

He wished, he has the courage to go to the door and ring the bell, waiting 'till the house owner open the door and recognize him and give him a tight hug. Or.. He wouldn't accept him anymore. This was Pete's biggest fear...

Flashback
„Hank?  Is... Everything alright?" Pete asked careful while nearing Hank who was sitting by the kitchens table.
„Cole... He... He didn't make it..." Hank answered him with a deep sigh.
Pete froze in the next second. Cole was Hanks son. And now he is dead? He saw that Hank wiped some tears away. Sumo placed his head on Hanks lap, trying to comfort him. If it helped?
Pete went to him and took a seat on the chair next to him and put his hand on the Lieutenants shoulder.
„I'm so sorry for you, Hank" Pete told him but Hank gave him no reaction. At some point he thought that his presence makes Hank feel uncomfortable and tried to stand up slowly. But in the next second Hank took Pete and pulled him into a tight hug.
Pete was confused and a bit shocked at the moment but he hugged him back. Hank was sobbing into Pete's shoulder. Pete wanted to help him somehow. But didn't knew how. He patted Hanks back as he began to cry. Even Pete rolled some tears down his Cheeks.

After a while he heard a car which got slower and drove closer to the sidewalk. The car door opened and someone got out of it. It was Connor. He saw Pete and slowly went to him and stopped next to him, following his view.

„How long are you standing there?" Asked Connor, not watching him.
„Since 10 minutes... I guess..." Pete answered, keep starring at the house.
„Do you know Lieutenant Anderson? Are you two friends?"
Asked Connor. Pete swore that he could hear some curiosity out of Connors voice.
But Pete wasn't mean and answered Connors questions.
„I know Hank since years... And... I guess we are... Still friends" said Pete quite while inspecting Connor from the canthus. He seemed to be the same Prototype Pete was. A grey Jacket with the models name and serial number on the right side of the chest, a blue triangle on the left side and black Jeans. On his right sleeve a blue band to symbolize that he is an android. Under the jacket he wore a white shirt and a black headlook. His hair was short and brown but the front was a bit longer and made a lil' curl. Maybe he has some more features than Pete has. Probably with more control over the Android that something like Pete couldn't happen again.

„I didn't see you here often... What's your name?" Pete asked.
„My name's Connor. I'm the Android sent by CyberLife to help Lieutenant Anderson with the investigation in deviant cases" Connor answered and looked at him. Pete was a bit bigger than Connor. There were only a few centimeters of difference.
„And... What's your name?" Asked Connor curiously which made Pete smile a bit. Connor doesn't even notice that he is a bit too curious for an android.
„My name is not important" Pete replied cool.
He saw Connors face. It was... A bit sad. So Pete quickly made up a name.
„But... You can call me lil' P." Pete added to his answer. You could see that Connors deer-brown eyes began to spark. Pete could swear that this spark in Connors eyes could be as same as the spark in Coles eyes when he was alive years ago.
„But why lil' P.?" Connor asked confused and looked at him.
„Soon or later you will know it" replied Pete with a very soft smile. „I guess... You want to meet Hank?" Pete continued and looked to the main door.
„Ehm... Yes! There were something. I-it was nice to meet you, Lil' P." Studded Connor with a very little smile.
Did he just...

„It was nice to meet ya' too, Connor" told Pete as he turned around to leave.
„Oh, Connor! Wait a sec!" Pete turned around to Connor who looked at him directly in the eyes.
„Please... Do me a favor... Look after Hank before he makes dumb shit" Pete continued.
Connor turned to the door: „why... Should I look after him?" He question and turned back to Pete but he wasn't here anymore.
Confused he looked around, then went to the door and rang the bell.
„Lieutenant Anderson?" He asked and rang again. Nobody opened the door. He thought on Petes words: look after Hank before he makes dumb shit.

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