Save me - [COMPLETE] Connor x Reader

2. PROMISE

"Well," Lieutenant Anderson paused while he exchanged a meaningful look with Connor "That's gonna be a problem. There's a deviant who goes by the alias of GOR. We've been hunting him," the Lieutenant looked into your eyes "but now it looks like he's hunting you."

"We were able to extract some badly fragmented data from a nearby surveillance camera. The android corpse from the night before protected you, although from the video, its motive is unknown. However it's clear that GOR tried to kill you that night." Connor suddenly grabbed your hands, halting the momentum of his sentence "You're trembling."

"It's a lot to take in kid, don't force yourself to remember all at once." Lieutenant Anderson gave you a small pat on the back.

"I'm okay" you mustered all of your courage "please continue."

Connor's brow furrowed, accompanied with a few flashes of yellow on his LED. "All of the evidence we have - the android body, the video - it's the most we've had for weeks. We need your help putting all the pieces together."

"Lieu-"

The Lieutenant interrupted you "Just call me Hank."

"Hank," you breathed deeply "What if this GOR hurts you two for being by me? Like the other android..."

"You don't need to worry about that, me and pretty boy would never let some deviant prick get to us. Anyways, decide if you wanna help or not, but I've got shit to do. Tell Connor when you're ready." Hank lifted himself up from the couch, giving you one last nod before leaving you two alone.

The android's hand still clasped yours. Did Connor even notice? Unlike the science fiction you read when you were younger, his hand didn't feel like metal, nor was it cold.

"Does holding my hand comfort you?" Connor asked, breaking the silence of Hank's departure.

His sudden question and the soft tone that accompanied it startled you. "Y-yes, it's very nice."

A yellow light danced on his temple "I noticed it helped stabilized you at the crime scene last night when you were unresponsive. Although I am equipped with a module that helps me easily integrate and adapt to humans, I am unsure as to why my hand would have such an effect on you."

You pondered how to reply, but felt unable to say anything but the truth "It feels nice to hold your hand Connor, thats why it eases me."

A slight flash of red, to yellow, and then finally blue.

"I see." he muttered before straightening his posture "Well then, you may hold my hand at anytime if it helps you. May I continue talking to you about this case?"

You guessed that was his way of changing the subject. You nodded as a gesture for him to continue.

"We've spent some time looking for this deviant. We believe he has ties to red ice manufacturing as well as many other android and human homicide cases," Connor's voice deepened "and also to reiterate, it is also confirmed that he is trying to kill you."

The word kill made you feel sick to your stomach. What could you have done to make a deviant want to kill you?

"You are invaluable to this case. I can personally protect you if you agree to help us catch GOR. I've done a background check on you. You're a good girl and I think it would be shame if anything happened to you." his voice was sincere.

"A good girl?" You couldn't help but scoff "Connor, do you say these things to everyone?"

Connor tilted his head letting a brown lock fall from his perfectly styled hair. His broad shoulders leaned towards you, stretching his tailored white shirt across every muscle the android had to offer. "No, I've only ever said it to you."

A foreign heat crept up into your chest, scratching at your throat, silencing you completely.

"Will you agree to help me?"

Memories of the bloodied android corpse ripped you away from the thought of Connor. Why did that android try to protect you? You couldn't bear the thought of someone else - human or android - dying for your sake.

"Do you promise to protect yourself?" you finally replied.

Connor's face twisted in realization of your proposal "Is that android's death bothering you? It's just a machine. It can be replaced. I can be replaced too if anything should happen to me."

You hated the way that androids were programmed to discredit the value of their lives.

"Do you promise to protect yourself?" you repeated yourself firmly.

Yellow again. Did a yellow LED light indicate caution? Weariness? Frustration? Perhaps simply deeper thought?

"Is that what it'll take for you to help us with this case?" his voice sounded almost skeptical.

"Yes" you responded earnestly,

"I promise" he replied instantly.