one of my features (DBH connor x mute!reader)

sixteen: investigation

it was late evening, snow flakes were sprinkling both on the city below and the small search party scattered around it. dark clouds that hung in the sky seemed to reflect connors current mood as he, like hank who had come alongside him, were in a desperate search for (name), leaving no stone unturned in the process.

they had been searching like this ever since connor sent three unanswered texts that day to (name) and simon both, then going over to her house only to find it completely empty with several chairs laying haphazardly on the floor. nobody remained but peanut butter.

that wasnt at all like (name) or simon to do. if they were leaving the city, (name) would have definitely contacted him first, right? she made no mention of leaving last night so would she spontaneously disappear?  he wouldnt think so.

fearing the worst, connor told hank about his suspicion. and they took the day off to try to find her or simon. they went everywhere they could think of her going but nothing worked.

everything turned up empty handed, which only made connors nerves heighten further.

now they were searching yet another street on the far side of the city, not even a block away from the remains of the stratford tower, which was being rebuilt slowly but surely. upon further inspection, connor soon realized that it was the same street that housed the small cafe where he first met (name), where he met the human that sent him on a roller coaster of emotions that he never wanted to leave.

the shop was closed that day, due to the snow. the once bright and cheerful atmosphere now seemed dark and extremely dull without a single light inside. it seemed to reflect the conditions outside, and the emptiness connor now felt without (name).

"find anything yet?" he heard hank call out from behind him,

"not a trace" connor replied

"is there any place we havent checked?" hank questioned, "theres gotta be some place that we're just over looking"

"ive contacted  coworkers from the stratford tower, family members who live close by, they all havent seen or heard anything from her in the past three days" connor explained, sadness coating his words "i assume we were the last to see her when she left last night"

at that moment, connors collective nature split at the seams, anxiety and guilt engulfed him like a title wave. if he had only walked her home, if he had only been there to protect her. now shes gone without any clue as to where she was and it was all his fault. she could be hurt or worse and there was nothing that could be done about it.he was a state of the art model that could do just about anything, but now, in that moment, he felt absolutely useless.

he punched a nearby brick wall in a rage against himself, "dammit" he whispered

"connor" hank said, walking up to the distraught android, he let out a long sigh before attempting to awkwardly comfort him. "hey, calm down, itll be okay, we'll find her i promise"

in that moment hank did something he rarely did, he opened his arms and gave connor a hug. it didnt seem like much but to connor, who needed it more than anything right now, it meant everything.

hank then gestured back to his car parked at the end of the street, signaling connor to follow him back to it.

"we need to get the team to search more intently" connor said as soon as he joined hank in the car, "if shes in danger than we need to cover as much ground as possible. we need to open a missing person investigation"

hank nodded, "i agree, its the safest option for her right now considering we dont know shit about where she could have gone. ill call nines and tell him to open it up as soon as possible, im sure the assholes at his desk considering hes doing all of gavins work. the fucker didnt even show up to work today"