Can I Ask You a Personal Question? || Connor x Fem!Reader || D:BH

~A few days later~

Chris came up to Hank and I, clearly having some very important information to share. "We just received a report about the PJ500 we've been trying to find."

Hank looked up at him. "Well? Where is it?"

Chris hesitated. "Lansing, Michigan."

"He ran to Lansing?"

"Well, we had a missing car report last week, which also ended up being in Lansing, so we suspect that the PJ500 had something to do with it. One of their police officers also claims to have seen him."

Hank pursed his lips and nodded. He looked over at me. "Looks like we're going to Lansing."

"How long will we be gone?"

He shrugged and stood from his seat. "However long it takes. You should let (y/n) know on our way back to the house."

I nodded and followed Hank into Captain Fowler's office. He allowed us a week to find Rhys.

Hank and I left the station and began to drive home. I called (y/n).

"Hello?" she answered.

"Hello, (y/n)."

"Hey, Connor. What's up?"

"Hank and I need to go to Lansing for awhile."

"Lansing? Why?"

"We have a report of Rhys being there. We're going to find him."

"What? Should I come along?"

I hesitated. "I don't know, (y/n). I don't want you to get hurt again."

She sighed and paused. "I know... I-I don't want to see that again, but maybe I could prevent it if he attacked you again. It hurt more knowing that I was just outside and could've stopped him then."

"Don't blame yourself, (y/n)." I noticed Hank glance over at me, seeming to know what we were talking about.

"Please. Let me come with you. I want to help."

I thought for a moment. "Give me minute, please."

"Okay."

I muted myself. "Hank, she's asking to come along."

"Really? She's a stubborn one. I can't believe she even wants to."

"I think she feels responsible for my predecessor's death."

He glanced at me, then back at the road. "So she wants to make it up to you?"

"It seems so."

Hank sighed. "I guess that's okay then."

I nodded and unmuted myself. "Hank says that would be okay."

"Okay. How long will we be gone?"

"A week."

"Should I meet you guys at the house?"

"We can pick you up in a couple hours."

"Oh. Okay. I can work with that. See you then." She hung up.

~Time Skip~

After Hank and I packed our bags for the trip and booked a hotel room, we drove to (y/n)'s house to pick her up. I knocked on her door and a few seconds later, she opened it.

I gave her a small smile. "Hello, (y/n)." I kissed her lightly on the cheek. "Are you ready to go?"

She returned my smile. "As ready as I can be." She went back into the house to grab her bag, then came back out, closing the door behind her. I turned to start walking with her to the car.