Connor X Reader

IIVV - It's In The Evidence

"Well well, here comes Perkins. That mother fucker... sure don't waste anytime at the FBI..."

Hank mumbled, annoyed.

I could see Connor's LED flashing yellow.

"We can't give up!"

He said as he turned to look at Hank and I once more.

"I know the answer is in the evidence we collected. If Perkin's takes it, its all over!"

"Theres no choice Connor..." I said sadly.

"Yeah you heard Fowler, we're off the case." Hank chimed in. 

"You've got to help me Lieutenant, Detective!"

Connor pleaded desperately, he hopped off the desk to stand closer.

"I need more time so I can find a lead in the evidence we collected! I know the solution is in there!"

Connor said, looking at Hank and I.

"Listen... Connor..." Hank started but Connor interrupted him.

"If I don't solve this case Cyberlife will destroy me!"

Hank looked at me and then back to Connor.

"Five minutes. That's all I ask."

I nodded at Connor to say I was in, not trusting my voice to come out right.

Hank hesitated a moment then stood up.

"Key to the basements on my desk..."

He whispered softly to Connor, but loud enough for me to hear.

"Get a move on I can't distract him forever!"

Hank said before walking in the same direction Perkins went.

Connor quickly pocketed the key,

"PERKINS! YOU MOTHER FUCKING COCK SUCKER!"

Hank's voice carried across the station as he yelled at Perkins.

But Connor and I didn't have time to enjoy the show, we had to move.

With Hank trying to beat the crap out of Perkins, and the rest of the stations staff trying to break them up, Connor and I walked casually towards the basement doors where Connor opened the door into the hallway.

The hallway was empty, and safe from prying eyes.

Connor and I rushed to the basement door, where Connor raised the key to open the door when-

"Hey Connor!"

Fuck. Gavin.

Connor just ignored him.

"I'm talking to you asshole!"

Gavin said, stalking towards us with purpose.

"Piss off Gavin."

I said, stepping between him and Connor.

But Gavin glared at Connor right over my shoulder...

"We don't need any plastic pricks around here!"

Gavin yelled again, and to my surprise, Connor responded.

"I'm registering the evidence in my possession. But don't worry... I'm going to leave. Thought I'm certainly going to miss our bromance."

"You son of a bitch!"

Gavin shoved me out the way and pulled his gun out, holding it directly to Connors forehead.