You had just witnessed a murder - was it a murder? Nothing could make you forget the fear you saw in the eyes of what you thought was just a machine. Why would a machine try to protect you? There was too many questions to answer and your brain refused to respond. A story of you, Connor, and Hank on a mission to recover your memories and arrest one of the most twisted criminals Detroit has ever seen. (Non-canon! Also on Tumblr and AO3!) #1 in INVESTIGATION (Aug, Nov 2018 / Aug 2020) #1 in BECOMEHUMAN (Oct 2018 / Feb 2019 / Jul, Aug 2020) #1 in RK800 (Apr 2019) #1 in ANDROID (Apr, Nov 2019) #1 in CONNORXREADER (Jun, Aug 2019) #1 in DETROITBECOMEHUMAN (Aug / Dec 2019) #1 in DBH (Jul, Aug 2020)

"Running diagnostics. . .Systems all up and ready to go. No misplacements or reconstruction needed. Model RK800, serial #313 248 317 at your service." His voice came exactly as you wanted, calm and soothing. Perfect for a negotiator. You were suspended in disbelief. "It, it worked. . . hi." "Scanning. . . Dr.(Y/N), creator assisted by a sliver of blueprints that were left by Dr. Kamski in your care at the time of his retirement. Hello, what do you need Model RK800 prototype #1 to do for you?" Perhaps a little cold and detached too, but what did you expect? You smiled gently, fiddling with the coin in your hand. "That's not necessary. . .and that model number doesn't really roll off the tongue. I shall name you." "Very well, although I would like to remind you that I am a prototype and that I am not a living being that is needed to be called by something. Ready to accept name." "Reminder accepted. . . Connor." "Hello, Dr. (Y/N). My name is Connor." You took his hand for a shake, him quickly reciprocating it once he realized it was a socially accepted action used by humans for greetings. Your eyes twinkled, making sure he took the coin even though he was about to question it. "Hi Connor. It's nice to finally meet you." |ConnorxProgrammar!Reader| Creator!Reader| Android & Human|Fem!Reader|

Weeks after Markus's successful protest and the evacuation of Detroit, a trail of android bodies lead Detective Connor and Lieutenant Hank Anderson to your door. It's soon apparent you bit off more than you can chew - you intended to help androids, but can't help falling for the detective amidst this new crisis. (Originally published on AO3)

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❝I'll follow you anywhere, Connor. Well, as long as it's not like...on another continent or something. ❞ [Road trip AU] In which Connor commemorates Hank's death by running for the hills, or, more specifically, a diner in the middle of nowhere. That place just happens to be where you are working. Warning! Contains foul language. Disclaimer! All characters appearing in this story are owned by David Cage and the creators of Detroit: Become Human, with the exception of original characters and the Reader. I take full credit for this book's storyline. Cover edited by me.