[ Human ]

Move On (5)

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I sit on Hank's desk, wondering where he is.

I'm starting to think that I should go and look for him at his house, but that thought is cut off when I spot Connor walking over.

"Hello, YN," he greets.

"Hey, Connor," I respond.

"Do you know what time Lieutenant Anderson usually arrives?"

Before I can answer, Wilson does so for me, "Depends on where he was the night before. If we're lucky, we'll see him before noon."

As he was talking, Connor was looking at Hank's stuff on the desk.

"Thanks." Connor looks back to me, "Should we call him?"

"I already tried, he isn't responding," I dismiss, getting back on the floor. "Let's go to his place, see if he's there."

"Alright."

Before we can do anything, Hank himself shows up.

"Look who just joined the party," I tease.

"Yeah, yeah."

"It's good to see you again, Lieutenant," Connor adds.

"Uh, Jesus!"

"Hank! In my office!" Fowler orders.

Hank grumbles and heads to said office, Connor and I sharing a glance before going to stand near the steps to listen in.

"I've got ten new cases involving androids on my desk every day. We've always had isolated incidents, old ladies losing their android maid and that kind of crap... But now, we're getting reports of assaults and even homicides, like that guy last night.

"This isn't just CyberLife's problem anymore. It's now a criminal investigation and we've gotta deal with it before the shit hits the fan. I want you and YN to investigate these cases and see if there's any link."

"I get why you'd want YN on these, but why me? Why do I gotta be the one to deal with this shit? I am the least qualified cop in the country to handle this case! I know jack shit about androids, Jeffrey! I can barely change the settings on my own phone," Hank complains.

"Everybody else is overloaded. I think you're perfectly qualified for this type of investigation."

"Bullshit! The truth is nobody wants to investigate these fuckin' androids and you left me holdin' the bag!"

"CyberLife sent over this android to help with the investigation. It's a state-of-the-art prototype. It'll act as your partner, as will YN."

"No fuckin' way! I don't need a partner, and certainly not this plastic prick!"

"Hank, you are seriously starting to piss me off! You are a police lieutenant, you are supposed to do what I say and shut your goddamn mouth!"

"You know what my goddamn mouth has to say to you, huh?"

"Okay, okay... I'll pretend like I didn't hear that, so I don't have to add any more pages to your disciplinary folder 'cause it already looks like a fuckin' novel! This conversation is over!"