We Bleed Blue|Connor x Reader

November 9th, 2038 – 4:30pm

~F/N's POV~

"You're off the case. The FBI is taking over," Fowler stated plainly to us.

"What...?" Hank had his arms crossed and wasn't impressed right now, "But we're onto something! We- We just need more time. I'm sure we can-" Fowler cut him off.

"Hank, you don't get it. This isn't just another investigation, it's a fucking civil war! It's out of our hands now, we're talking about national security here." Hank's face only showed a fraction of how pissed off he truly was right now. The FBI were taking all our evidence and completely kicking us off the deviancy case because of the Stratford Tower incident. The deviancy had only gotten worse as time moved on.

"Fuck that! This was our case," I growled out, crossing my arms, and glaring at fowler.

"You can't just pull the plug now. Not when we're so close!" Hank complained with me.

"You're always saying you can't stand androids! Jesus, Hank, make up your mind! I thought you'd be happy about this!" Hank frowned at Fowler.

"We're about to crack the case! I know we can solve it!" He lowered his voice a little and got closer to Fowler, trying to persuade him to give us more time, "For God's sake, Jeffrey, can't you back us up on this one time?" Fowler shook his head, defeated by the fact he couldn't do anything for us. It sucked, big time, for us and him.

"There's nothing I can do. You're both back on homicide and the android returns to Cyberlife," I paled at Fowler's words. Connor was going back to them, for good. I fiddled with my hands and just as I was about to walk out before letting Fowler finish, I heard his last words.

"I'm sorry Hank, F/N... But it's over." I hurried out of the room back to our desks and slumped down at my own, pulling the hood of my jacket over my head, and sulking in the chair. My hands shook slightly as I picked at them and fiddled with my knees up against my chest. Hank came over to his desk shortly after and slumped down with Connor following not far behind. He sat himself on the corner of Hank's desk and looked at the both of us. I moved my hood slightly so I could see them both and crossed my arms, letting out a huff. This hurt like hell. I couldn't lose him. I needed him. I loved him, even if he couldn't understand that still.

"We can't just give up like that," He said with frustration lacing his voice, "I know we could have solved this case!" He shook his head. I didn't look up, didn't respond, but Hank did.

"So, you're going back to Cyberlife?" Thanks for the reminder Hank. My heart ached at the thought of never seeing his cute face again or hearing his sweet voice again.

"I have no choice... I'll be deactivated and analysed to find out why I failed."

"Shit..." I sighed and pulled my hood down completely. My cheeks glistened slightly with the lights showing that a few stray tears had escaped. Hank sighed as well and spoke up again.

"What if we're on the wrong side, Connor?" He paused, "What if we're fighting against people who just wanna be free?"

"Now you sound like me," I let out a small, sad chuckle as I wiped my face.

"When the deviants rise up there will be chaos. We could have stopped it!" Connor fought back, taking what Kamski had said into account about a war coming, "But now it's too late."

"When you refused to kill that android at Kamski's place. You put yourself in her shoes," Hank glanced over at me and gave a very small, subtle smile, "You showed empathy Connor. Empathy is a human emotion." Now it was Connor's turn to look at me. I searched his face for any sign of emotion, human emotion. I saw he was frustrated but also a little scared, he had a mission to accomplish but he appeared conflicted on whether or not he agreed with Hank that perhaps the deviants deserved to be free. Of course, without any question, I agreed with Hank. I used to advocate for android rights at my university, got in plenty of trouble for it too. Probably the reason Perkins knew of my name I suppose seems as apparently the FBI had to do a sweep of the androids on campus after my Peter was reported to have deviated.