I Didn't Want This Either | Gavin Reed x Reader

Wednesday, October 27th, 7:00 pm

Central Police Station

After the excitement and fear had bled from the room, you had all gone back to searching and investigating. It was clear now that the WR600 had not been the killer, but you nor your partners had been able to discover anything else that would lead you to a possible suspect. The house was clear, which wasn't much of a surprise- it had been over four whole weeks, after all. You had all returned to the police station, sick to your stomachs from the smells and the sights, around 5:00 pm. Now, in the present, you were standing in the evidence room, tapping your password into the center terminal.

"What do we expect to find here that we haven't already found?" Gavin was leaning against the wall nearest the door, arms crossed, his face set into a tired and rather bored expression. "We've checked everything." 

"It's more than possible that we overlooked something." Nines was stood on the opposite side of the door, a foot or so away with his hands folded behind him as usual. "Especially considering the events at each crime scene." 

"It's worth one last look, at least." you huff to yourself, hitting 'enter' and taking a step back. The terminal shone green as it accepted your password, then went back to its normal blue. The wall in front of you shifted, and the evidence pertaining to your case was suddenly on display, neat and tidy. From left to right hung deactivated deviants- Neil, the CK500 who had murdered Officer Coles, the WR600, and an android that you hadn't seen until now. She was an HT300, one that was commonly in android-friendly hotels providing room service and aiding tenants. She looked just as damaged as both the other two, her brown hair in disarray, head twisted violently to the side and stab wounds littering her stomach. She was deemed beyond repair, unable to be reactivated, but had been docked in the evidence room nonetheless. She had been guarding the door that the deviant had broken in through when robbing the Riverside Hotel. In the center of the deviants was a shelf littered with objects of all sorts. the shovel from the first murder you had investigated was now joined by the gun from the robbery and now the knife with the initials LTG. You made your way around the center console, approaching the evidence to get a better look at it. 

"None of this makes any sense." Gavin grumbles, stuffing his hands in his pockets and sauntering over to stand at your side. "These deviants have no attack pattern whatsoever, and now we know that there could be tons of 'em working together." His grey eyes were trained on the evidence wall, studying the weapons on display. Bags hung underneath his eyes and you mentally scolded him for not sleeping. A strand of hair hung from his head, dancing in front of his forehead and resting just above his upper brow, where a scar sliced through. There was another scar on his nose- you had noticed it before, but only now did you realize just how... real it was. It would have been caused by something horrible, and you wanted to know what. Gavin flicked his gaze to face you, and you tore yours away, praying to god or Ra9 that he hadn't seen you staring. He didn't say anything about it, and you let out a silent sigh of relief. 

"Was Neil even linked to the TG models? When we investigated him, he was scared. Saying they would kill him if he told us whatever he was hiding." you tapped your chin absent mindedly. Could 'they' possible be the TG androids? Or someone linked to them? It seemed far fetched, not very plausible, but it was something to consider. 

"Both Abigail and Amelia were DPD. Not at the same station or anything, but it could be a link. What would the android have been hiding?" Gavin's foot began its tapping, an action you had realized was quite common for him. "Maybe it was hired or something. Like a hitman." 

"No, Neil killed Abigail to defend Peter..." you trailed off. A thought was twitching in the back of your mind, but you couldn't quite grasp onto it quite yet. "What do you think, Nines?" you threw a glance over your shoulder at the android, who was standing a few feet behind you and Gavin. His brows were furrowed, and his LED was a blinking amber. He took a steady stride towards Neil, eye-level with the android despite it being suspended a foot into the air.