[sorry this took so long, I'm dying. also sorry for any errors I dont have the energy to check over this long chapter]
Your morning at work starts with an immediate call for your team by Captain Fowler. You quickly stand and you, Connor, and Hank enter the glass office.
"Anderson and Y/L/N... I only really need you two, the android isn't necessary."
Connor looks a bit concerned but apologizes before leaving.
"W-What is it?" you question; confused by why Connor wasn't needed.
"We checked in on that car and tracked down the person who sold it to the victim, we got in contact and we'll need you two to go see him." Fowler held a paper with the man's address, Hank took it from him
"Seriously?! That's a two hour drive, and that's minus the fuckin traffic!" Hank looked annoyed
"Well lucky for you, you'll have Ms. Y/L/N to keep you company." the boss straightened some papers on his desk
"Okay well, why can't Connor come?" you question
"Well Mr. Garner doesn't like androids, I don't blame him considering that victim he sold the car to was a close family friend. I recommend you keep the android here."
You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms,
"He has a name, sir."
"Excuse me?" he looked at you, bothered by your tone
Hank looked to you to watch the way you speak with Fowler, you sighed
"I just mean that...it'd be easier if you called him by his name," you suggested sweetly, "I mean there's multiple androids that work in the station, it'd just probably be more convenient...?"
"Ah, I see...well then--I would recommend that you leave the Connor model and go on your own."
You nodded and once he gave you a bit more information you and Hank left his office,
"What did Captain Fowler have to say?" Connor quickly asked as you both walked past him
"We have to go all the way outta town to see if we can get any information from a person that knew the victim."
"You have to stay here unfortunately," you sighed, "The guy doesn't like androids, I'm pretty sure he'd flip. I can't blame him though, I mean...one killed his friend quite brutally."
Connor's LED spun yellow for a second,
"How long will you two be gone?" he asked, a bit of worry apparent in his features
"Probably like two to four hours, it depends on traffic and how much he talks really," you looked to Hank, "I'm gonna go fix up some things and then I'll be ready to go, alright?"
the older man nodded to you before you went to your desk. Connor made sure you were further away before speaking,
"You'll look after Y/n for me right, Hank? I know she's better but I still worry--I-I don't want her to get hurt, not anymore."
Hank smiled and patted the android's shoulder in confidence; attempting to calm him,
"Of course I will, I promise it to you. "
The android nodded,
"Thankyou, Hank. I'll review the evidence in our possession while you two are gone, to make sure there isn't anything we've missed. Then I'll go home and take care of Sumo."
"We'll probably pick up something to eat on our way home so don't worry about that."
The android nodded and went back to his desk, you walked up to Hank as you pulled your jacked on.
"Let's do this." you smiled at him and he playfully rolled his eyes as you two left the building. You first stopped at the gas station to fill up on fuel, then on the road you both went. It was sort of quiet, the ride, you looked at the condensation on the window and began to draw on the cold glass.
he saw your"Aye! Stop that, you're gonna dirty up my windows.."
You quietly laughed,
"Sorry, I'm just bored."
"Get on your phone or somethin." he suggested
You shrugged and let silence sink in,
"You know Hank I still know so little about you...this could be a bonding experience." you smirked over at him
he grinned and playfully rolled his eyes,
"You sound like Connor..."
You quietly laughed,
"I'm serious. I mean Mr. 'im hoping you'll be my daughter in law', we still barely know much about eachother."
He glanced at you,
"There's not much to know. As far as I know you know almost everything about me, Y/n."
"Have you thought about having real life? I mean Connor's amazing but yknow..."
He pressed his lips together and pulled his eyes from the road one more time to look at you,
"Well....I actually did...It hasn't always been Connor, yknow?"
"Really? Why haven't I heard of this...?"
"It's not really...the same anymore, he's not really with us anymore." he mumbles
"Oh, god. I'm so sorry! God I feel liks such a dick now!" You mentally slapped yourself in the face
He weakly chuckled,
"Calm down, it's fine. His name was Cole..he was six..."
"God, I won't ask anymore but I'm very sorry, Hank."
He softly nodded and cleared his throat,
"What about you, tell me about yourself..?"
"I'm afraid there's much to say, I don't remember my mom or dad. I never was adopted and the only person I counted as family left me too." you sadly smiled
"Well it's everyone's loss really, you're an amazing kid."
you looked at him,
"You really think so?"
"I know so. You're very kind, caring, a bit awkward but--"
you playfully hit his shoulder and you both quietly laughed,
"I'm not awkward....am I? I mean I've never really had friends....." you shrugged
"Well...I've seen worse. You get your work done and youre passionate about it, that's a good quality as well."
You nodded,
"I think it's just been my way of avoiding things," you looked out the window, "I know I've said it before but I'm so sorry...about--"
"Y/n, I told you not to be sorry about that...seriously. I'm just glad I got to you in time."
"Still, I feel awful about it...and now here I am staying with you and Connor like a freeloader." you scoffed
" Are you serious? We're happy to have you here with us, I'm just as happy as Connor...if that's possible."
"Well I'm hoping I can go back to my apartment soon, I know I'm welcomed in your home...but I can't help but feel I'm overstaying.."
"I get it," he sighed, "We probably should've bought snacks."
"I did! What do you think took me so long to pay for gas?" you smiled and happily dug into the backseat, pulling a plastic bag filled with assorted gas station snacks into your lap. You dug around in the bag,
"What are ya feeling? I got chips, candy, cakes, I got a couple of soft drinks , chocolate, I grabbed some of those bagged pickles, some beef jerky--"
"Jesus, how much did you spend?!" his eyes widened as your list went on
"Probably too much...but a good road trip needs junk food!" You smiled happily
he grinned,
"I'll take the jerky.."
You took it from the bag and opened it for him, putting it in the cup holder space so that he could have better access to them. You opened yourself a bag of chips and a drink. You quickly perked up as you recognized the beat on the radio,
"Oh I love this song!!" You quickly turned the song up and Hank smiled
"You do? This song is pretty old, it was pretty popular somewhere in the 2010s....so was the artist I suppose."
"Yeah but it still is a great song..." you nodded your head to the song and Hank smiled as he looked at you
"You have no rhythm whatsoever." he chuckled
"That's quite rude of you..." you started to basically bop your whole body to the song in attempts of dancing with your seatbelt on; just to show him you did indeed have rhythm
"I'm glad you didn't go for a career in dance, kiddo."
You stopped, "I'm sure you couldn't do better, old man."
Hank quickly looked at you,
"Wow, you didn't even have to go there," he put on an offended expression, "Jokes on you though,I don't dance."
You smirked
"That's probably for the best...you'd probably break a hip." you teased as you mockingly patted his shoulder
He gasped, "Are you serious right now?! I am not that old!" he tried his best not to crack any sort of smile as he acted like he was even more offended. You laughed at your jokes and his overdramatic act. The car quieted down again and as the drive went on, you tried playing ispy with Hank and reading off dumb jokes from the internet. You even played would you rather before passing out during the car ride. He looked at you and smiled as he watched you drool, he made a mental note to tease you about it. He looked down at your jacket that had fell off of you when you were using it as a blanket, he picked it up and slung it back over your body. He looked towards the road again, a smile on his face.
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Hank turned the car off once he was parked in the driveway of the home, he sighed in relief after such a long drive. All that traffic on the highway was certainly not fun, he looked at you and grabbed your shoulder before giving you a shake. You basically jumped and quickly looked over at Hank before rubbing the sleep from your eyes,
"Can I please get a few more minutes...?" you whined as you layed your head against the window
"Y/n, we're here. We have to do the questioning, remember?" he quietly laughed at your whining
You yawned and stretched as you sat up and unbuckle the seat belt that tangled around you,
"Oh...right." you rubbed the sleep from your eyes. You opened your car door and got out. Hank did the same and you both shut the doors gently. Hank took the lead as he approached the porch, he looked back at you before ringing the bell. The faint noise of the buzz could be heard on the other side of the door and you looked to Hank in confusion as it took a moment. He raised his hand to ring it another time but the occupant flung open the door quickly.
"Yeah?" he looked you both up and down
You quickly pulled your badge out of your back pocket and lifted it up for the man to see,
"Mr. Garner? Hello we're from the DPD."
"Oh...right. Come right in," he spun around to walk into the house and you both followed; shutting the door behind yourself, "Can I get you two anything?"
You both shook your head, "We'd just like to ask you a few questions." Hank quickly replied
He gestured you both to sit on the couch opposite of another, he sat down on the one across. You and Hank sat down quickly.
"Was...Mr. Williams acting odd the last time you saw him? Do you know if there's any reason an android would want to harm him?" Hank questioned You looked around his house carefully, noticing a picture of him and the victim hung up on the wall; you frowned a bit at this.
"No, he seemed fine. I--I don't get why...it doesn't make sense. He stood for android rights," he looked down and his voice became weak, "Big fucking mistake. He shouldn't have been so stupid, he was probably trying to help the piece of shit."
You sighed, "I'm very sorry for your loss. He didn't deserve this at all. I know you're very angry but you should understand that not all androids are like this...it's the same with humans. Not all humans are bad are they?"
He looked at you in disbelief,
"Are you defending the fucking thing?"
"No! No of course not it is awful and I promise you that we'll bring justice to your friend! We will catch this awful android. "
"That's all I care about, I don't care if they're good or bad I only care that I never come face to face with one ever again."
"We're pretty much at a lost with the few bits of evidence we have, we were wondering if you had anything that could help?" You questioned hoping that this trip wouldn't be for nothing
"I heard on the news you're looking for the car? I sold him the car so he could use it for work, he was on the clock at the time."
"Okay and?" Hank asked wondering what that had to do with anything
"Which meant they attached a tracker to the vehicle while he was delivering for them, I can give you the address of the company."
"Holy shit, yes! Yes that'd be very helpful!"
He weakly smiled and quickly went to grab a pen and paper before returning, he quickly scribbled down the location of the exact company before handing you the slip of paper. You grabbed onto it but he didn't let go, you quickly peered up into his eyes,
"Please find him," he pleaded to you, "Promise me."
"I-I...I will. I promise!" You quickly replied as you felt your heart beat fast in your chest, you felt like he was putting a lot of pressure on you but you understood completely. He let go and let you take the slip and put away where you knew you'd surely keep up with it. Hank groaned quietly when he realized the address was back in Detroit and that this trip wasn't exactly pointless but it would've been certainly easier to get this information over the phone. You both thanked him for the information amd being so cooperative. You of course offered to drive the way back and Hank quickly fell asleep once you were on the highway. Your phone rung and you quickly picked up, you smiled at the name and answered,
"Hello? Y/n?"
"Hey, Connor. We're on our way home." You held the phone to your ear with your shoulder
"That's good to hear. I was growing a bit worried, I'm here with Sumo right now...I think he misses you."
You smiled and quietly laughed,
"Are you sure he's the only one?" you smirked to yourself
"I--well--Of course he's not the only one. I miss you as well."
You laughed again and whispered when you noticed Hank churning in his seat,
"I miss you both too."
"Can I admit something to you?" he sounded a bit troubled
"Of course, Connor. What is it?"
"I can't wait until you come home...I want to hold you during your sleep..what do you call that, again?"
"Cudding?" you quietly laughed at the fact he had forgotten the name of the custom
"Yes, that. I want to cuddle you tonight."
You giggled as your cheeks heated up just a bit, "You will. I promise I'll be quick to get there."
"No, don't do that. I want you to be as safe as possible. I shouldn't even be talking to you while you're driving, I'm sorry."
"It's fine, I don't mind at all. I wish you could've come with us...not that I didn't enjoy Hank's company though!"
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