Do Circuits Sing? Connor X OC

"Please Don't Die, Hank."

"Sorry," he said, moving his hand from Hanks to wipe his eyes. "Yes, of course. Where is Brooke?" Markus walked in and stood by Connor's side, he looked Hank over before answering. The older human laid unconscious, the heart monitor moving slowly, too slow for a normal resting heart rate. The wires hung from his chest and an oxygen mask covered both his mouth and nose. "Markus?" Connor said louder to break his longing stare.

"She-she had some business to take care of. She said she will be back soon." Markus hated to lie to Connor, but he knew he'd freak out if he found out Brooke went after the man who did this to Hank.

"I wish she hadn't," Connor mumbled under his breath. Making it even harder for Markus to hide the truth, he decided to sit down on the other side of Hank, letting the silence extend them both. It was a waiting game for news on Hank's health or what for the man himself to wake up.

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Markus had already warned North that Brooke was coming back for the guy that had harmed Hank, she was not happy to hear this. But from Markus' tone, it seemed Brooke wasn't taking no for an answer.

North waited outside the same Haven as she heard the roaring engine of an overworked car. Hank's car came into view, an angry Brooke in the driver's seat. The car came to a skidding stop as Brooke jumped out and slammed the door shut behind her. "Where is he?" she shouted as she approached North.

North wasn't sure if she was taking a liking to this attitude but could understand her frustration. She waved her hand back towards the building behind them and motioned Brooke to follow her. "We found him hiding in a tree, he tried to attack some of us so he could get away. But one of our WB400's was able to tackle him to the ground and drag him back here. We have him tied to a chair in one of the back rooms."

"I need to see this fucker in the eyes and ask him why," Brooke snarled as she was led inside. Some androids looked her way but feared her aggressive glare. She was of no harm to the androids, she came for humans, no one else.

North took her up a set of old, creaking steps and through the first door on their left which seemed to have been a bedroom, the other door was a broken-down bathroom that held the human inside. Brooke looked around the room as North looked straight at the bathroom door, "bring him out," she shouted.

The WB400 dragged the human out on the old, white oak chair. He grunted and tried to shout, but was stopped with the piece of rope that was lodged in his mouth. Brooke looked him over, he was covered in dirt and old clothes, most of it was ripped, obviously from the struggle with the big android.

"Thank you, Jackson, you may go," North said dismissing the WB400. He offered a curt nod and left the room without another look back at the panicking human. Brooke circled the man, she wasn't sure what she was going to do with him, but she thought he deserved death. Though she would never do that, she was still a detective and he would be charged heavily for what he had done.

"You can leave, North. This might get ugly," Brooke said as she stepped from behind the man. She aggressively dropped her hands down on his shoulders, his whole body quivered underneath as she bent his neck back to look at her.

"I wish to stay," North grimly replied. The man seemed to near cry as he looked at both women with frantic eyes. Brooke grabbed the hairband from her back pocket and glared at the man as she tied her hair back.

"What is your name?" she shouted as she aggressively pulled the rope from his mouth. The man shouted in pain, breathing heavily as he took oxygen in through his mouth.

"I'm not telling you that, bitch," he snarled. Brooke smiled sinisterly as she slapped him square in the cheek. He grunted heavily, nearly laughing as he dropped his head out of view. The messy mop cut of his jet black hair hid his features.