Connor x Reader - Altering algorithms (DBH)

Chapter 6: Getting to know the team

Connor moved his head to the side, almost bumping into mine if I hadn't leaned back in my chair. "Well, I don't really listen to music, as such...but I'd like to."

Still unsure whether that was correct, I merely stayed quiet. "What kind of music do you enjoy?" The detective android once more turned to me, our faces only inches apart.

Did he really not have any information on me in his database? He seemed to know that much about Hank. Considering my question again, I bitterly smiled to myself, CyberLife popping up inside my head. In order for me to keep hiding the fact that I belonged to their organisation they must've deliberately left out that knowledge. What clever folks.

"Detective (L/N)?" Connor's voice tore me out of my thoughts.

"Ah, sorry. I assume I prefer (F/B)." I hastily answered. That music surely was to my liking. Especially since it was the only thing I was able to listen to back at CyberLife's facilities.

"That also is a fairly intriguing kind of music." Connor added, making me question once more whether he truly meant it.

For a few minutes, no one said anything, awkwardness surrounding us. "If you have any files on deviants, I'd like to take a look at them..." Connor suggested, directing his sentence at Hank another time.

"Terminal's on your desk. Knock yourself out."

My (E/C) colored orbs landed on the screen in front of us, as Connor was already reading through the files. "243 files... The first dates back nine months..." he mumbled to himself, while I soon found myself helpless, unable to keep up with his pace.

"It all started in Detroit... And quickly spread across the country..."

Trying my best, I followed his movements on the screen, focusing on the cases. I needed to keep proving CyberLife that there was no reason to rob me of my freedom again.

"An AX400 is reported to have murdered a man last night. That could be a good starting point for our investigation." Connor offered, looking at Hank, who was staring into the other direction, appearing bothered by the android. Out of a sudden, I noticed Connor standing up, moving past me onto the other side to eventually stand next to the lieutenant. Cautiously, I observed the situation, unsure of what to think.

"Uh, Jesus..." Hank utter underneath his breath and turned away from the detective android, staring at the tablet on his table.

"I understand you're facing personal issues, Lieutenant, but you need to move past them... and-"

I jerked when Hank annoyedly faced Connor, raising his hand. "Hey! Don't talk to me like you know me. I'm not your friend and I don't need your advice, okay? Why don't you act more like (Y/N) and just shut up?"

Confused whether me keeping quiet was a good thing or not, I tilted my head, uncomfortable with the situation anyhow. Connor placed one hand on Hank's desk and his other on the man's back. Slowly, he kneeled down onto the lieutenants level and continued, "I've been assigned this mission, Lieutenant. I didn't come here to wait until you feel like working."

Abruptly, Hank got up, grabbed Connor by his collar and pressed him against the glass wall next to them. I widened my eyes, immediately standing up myself.

"Listen, asshole. If it was up to me, I'd throw the lot of you in a dumpster and set a match to it. So, stop pissing me off... or things are gonna get nasty."

Unable to keep watching this, I ran around the table and tore both men apart. "I know this team was forcefully pushed together but threatening each other doesn't solve anything. Both of you should stop doing that!"

I felt anger well up inside me, mad at myself for having simply kept quiet and mad at both my partners for acting even more childish than me.

Hank stared at me, disapproval in his eyes, as Connor merely wore that neutral expression. Sighing to myself, I was glad to see Chris walking over to us.

"Lieutenant, detective (L/N)...uh...sorry to disturb you. I have some information on the AX400 that killed the guy last night... It's been sighted in the Ravendale district."

Hank kept his gaze locked on the android, while answering, "I'm on it."

Strangely, I sensed an ounce of determination in his voice. If he somehow was resolute to work and my partners wouldn't get in each others way like that once more, I was satisfied.

As Hank walked away, Connor straightened his clothes and fixed his tie. I was still kind of angry at him for pressuring Hank like that, hence I merely glanced at him, feeling disappointed.

"Let's go," I said, turning and walking away in order to follow the lieutenant.