Requested by chilolehh
You were Lieutenant Hank Anderson's daughter. He was the best of the best, and you wanted to be like him ever since you were a kid. Now as an adult, you're joining your dad on a case as a rookie detective.
Today was your first official case, and you were more than happy to ditch the police uniform for something a little more you.
The case brought you and your father to the streets of Detroit, searching for a missing Android. It was fine, but your father's Android partner, Connor, wouldn't take his eyes off you.
At first it was cute, and you thought he was very attractive—for a robot. But after awhile, it was beginning to creep you out.
"...and it was apparently last scene last night by a civilian doing laundry." Your father said.
Connor blinked rapidly, as his LED blinked yellow. "Sir, there's word of another deviant!"
"Fuckin' hell." Hank sighed. "Can you two deal with this one while I go hunt down that other bastard?"
"Will do, lieutenant." Connor said.
You nodded, "of course, we got this."
Then, the case started. For you it was a big deal. You felt like a real detective, with a real partner.
You and Connor walked around the area, hoping to find the deviant. However, only humans were around.
"So, detective. Is there anything about me you'd like to know?" Connor asks you as you walked down the street besides him.
"Ah, sure," you cleared your throat, "how long have you known my dad?"
"Approximately two months now."
"Huh. He's mentioned working with an Android, but he's never really talked about you." You said.
"Oh, well he's always talking about you."
"Oh, yeah? What's he say?" You asked curiously.
"That you're an amazing daughter, great cop, and how he's apprehensive about you around Gavin Reed." Connor explained with a monotone voice.
You roll your eyes, "oh, Jesus Christ. First of all, I wouldn't talk to that sack of shit even if I was paid, and two, it's not like I'm a child anymore. I can make my own decisions." You shook your head.
"Not to worry, if Gavin does speak to you, I will shoo him off for you." Connor said with a ghost smile.
You chuckled, looking down. "Well, thank you."
"I do have a question, though." You say, a curious expression plastered on your face.
"Do you feel emotions? I've never spoke to an Android, other than clerks at stores. So...I'm very curious."
Connor hesitated, and looked down. "Well, I don't know. I've been feeling different, like..." he shook his head, "I better get checked up by CyberLife. I don't want to be deemed defective."
You raised an eyebrow, curious about his feelings. "Emotions aren't bad, everyone gets them." You explained. "What happens when you feel off? And what makes you feel that way?"
"Alright, I'm back. Did you find the other droid?" Hank said, causing the two to look in his direction.
"Oh, hey, dad. No, we didn't." You explained. "We didn't find any clues or sign of the devient. Not even the rest of the team."
"Ah, we'll get it." Hank sighed.
Suddenly, it began to rain. Within seconds it became a downpour, causing you to shiver from the cold water.
"___, you're body temperature is dropping," Connor said as he began to remove his coat, "here, you can take my jacket—"
"There's an umbrella in the car, ___." Hank cut in. "Can you fetch it for your old man?"
"Yeah, sure. I'll be right back."
You hurried off to your father's car, leaving the other two in the rain, alone where they spoke.
"Lieutenant, can you tell me more about your daughter?" Connor asked.
Hank stared at him with an almost offended face. "And what exactly do you wanna know?" He asked sharply.
"Anything. I find her quite intriguing to talk to. So I'd to know more about her." Connor explained matter-a-factly.
"Listen, I don't want you to be with her." Hank said, acid lingering in his voice. "Got it?"
"I don't believe I understand, Lieutenant. I was just with her a moment ago, what has changed?"
"Okay, ya damn Android," he muttered. "I don't want you...and her to..."
"Be sexually involved?"
"NO!" Hank face palmed, "I mean, yes, that too. Just, don't be anything more with my daughter than a partner, okay?" He shook his head with frustration.
"If I may add in her words; she is not a child anymore, and she can make her own decisions." Connor said with a condescending tone, with a ghost grin to match.
Before Hank could even react, you came back, stopping your father from most likely turning Connor into a bucket of bolts.
"Hey...what did I miss...?" You asked, confused at the both your father's and Connor's expressions.