Not My Type! | Connor x Reader

Chase

"Uh, looks like we came for nothing," Hank announced. "our man's gone..."

"This place is terrible, but..." You commented."There must be something we can find."

"With 'we' you mean Connor and I, right?" Hank pointed out. "'Cause you're not gonna touch anything."

"But i didn't even do anything!" You complained.

"Better keep it that way, then!"

Connor was analyzing an urban farm poster on the wall as you and Hank talked over. He found something behind it: a notebook. He tried to decipher it's writings as he browsed through the pages. But the more he looked, the more confusing it got.

"Found something?" You heard Hank ask from another room.

"I don't know" Connor said. "It looks like a notebook but it's... indecipherable."

"Can i take a look?" You asked Connor. Connor knows that you shouldn't be getting involved in this investigation, but an extra help would be beneficial. He handed you the notebook, you smiled at him.

"See if you can find anything." He said, although doubting that you could decipher anything. You shouldn't be getting involved, you're here just to keep company since it was raining heavily minutes ago. But Connor just gave you the notebook, and he got a smile from you in return. Something so simple, like a smile, maybe you were pleased to feel part of an investigation, even if it's just for a day.

While you were trying to read the notebook's pages, Connor kept searching around the apartment. He found a fake driver's licence and a military jacket at this point.

"R.T... Probably initials." Connor stated.

"He put his initials in his jacket?" Hank mocked "That's something your mom does when you're in first grade!"

"Hey! I used to have my initials in my jacket when i was a kid..." You commented, still trying to read the notebook. "The fuck..."

"Connor, you let (Y/N) take the notebook?" Hank sighed in some kind of disapproval.

"I don't see any problem, she's just... taking a look." Connor responded. "Besides, the more help we have, the better. It will be much quicker."

"Uh, don't count on me for that" You said. "Can't say i'm a big help..."

"Did you find anything?" Hank walked up to you.

"Nada" You sighed in disappointment. "I know there's something behind those writtings, but all i see is a bunch of scribbles! I know a bit of programming code, but this is just... i, i don't know.  Just take it." You handed Hank the notebook.

Connor found something in the bathroom, you followed Hank. Although the whole apartment was dirty, the bathroom was the oddest. Connor was staring at the wall, which was filled with scribbles written "RA9" for some reason.

"Any idea what it means?" Hank questioned.

"RA9..." Connor started. "Written 2471 times... It's the same sign Ortiz's android wrote on the shower wall."

"Cool! We are now seeing a cult forming." You raised your eyebrow.

"Why are they obsessed with this sign?" Connor wondered.

"Looks like mazes or something..." Hank commented.

"Similar to what was written in that notebook." You looked at the wall more closely. "Maybe a location?"

"And what makes you think it's a location?" Hank folded his arms.

"Well..." You started. "If it looks like mazes, then it should lead you somewhere." You ran your fingertips on the scribbles. "You start in one place, end in another."