"What got your panties in a twist? Gavin touch you in all the wrong places?" Lieutenant Anderson asked, eyeing the new detective up to down as she was unusually quiet. In the short time that they have met, Hank could tell something was off.

"None of your damn business." Olivia snapped back coldly, her business face coming into play as she glared into Hank's skull. Connor scanned the detective, finding out that her heart rate was accelerated beyond normal levels and her body was tense.

Hank furrowed his eyes, opening his mouth to retort with some backhanded comment but Connor grabbed his elbow, holding him back. Hank looked down at the android's hand to Connor's face as he saw the seriousness in his face as he shook his head.

"Don't." Connor's voice was barely over a whisper, advising against taking any action that involved getting Olivia angrier or a fight to ensue.

Hank huffed, taking his arm away from the android's grip, not doing what he originally planned. Connor was silently thankful that Hank went against his true nature and listened to Connor.

The hot headed detective took lead, pausing before entering the room with the hostages. She closed her eyes, shaking her hands as she tried to loosen up. Her talk with Doctor Jenkins was an hour ago, but it still gotten to her. Olivia tried not to show any signs of weakness, god knows if any other officers saw her cry, she was going to get teased about it until she died.

She took deep breaths, trying to focus on her job and push down her anger and other emotions. Connor furrowed his brows as he watched the junior detective try to calm down. The android's deviant systems recognized Olivia's distress and the first analysis resulted with a nervousness? But Connor knew it wasn't nervousness.

"Detective?" Connor asked, wearily taking a step towards Olivia and grabbed her elbow softly. The dark haired woman opened her eyes to see a deep emotion embedded in the android's brown eyes - concern.

Olivia's eyes then went to Connor hand around her elbow, surprised by the sudden touch. Connor didn't pick up on Olivia's surprise to his touch as he eyes were still on hers.

"I'm fine, Connor." Olivia lazily lied, her eyes dropping to the floor as she bit the inside of her cheek. The android tilted his head to the side, obviously not believing her.

"I must inform you that androids are equipped with the knowledge of knowing when humans are lying or telling the truth." Connor quipped, his brow still raised as the concern in his eyes didn't fade. Olivia shook her head, taking her arm away from his grasp as she quickly entered the room with the hostages.

Connor sighed, watching the detective leave him as Hank walked up beside the android. He sent Connor a knowing look, but he was too entracted to even form an acceptable response to Hank's gaze.

"C'mon, let's go. We do have a job to do." Hank spoke knowingly, slightly jabbing Connor's side as the android nodded in response.

Inside, all the hostages from the bank robbery were put in separate interrogation rooms and they were going to have to go through all of them. There was 12 hostages total and each one was going to need a thorough rundown of what happened.

"Each of us get 4 hostages. I'll take the ones on the right." Connor pointed to the right four rooms of the interrogation area, taking one fleeting look at Olivia, who was outside her hostage's room. Connor saw the hesitation on her face, but this time, Connor wasn't going to approach her about it - as much as he wanted to, he had to let her be. Or that's what his systems told him to do.

Hank nodded, walking up to one of the middle rooms as he ran a hand through his hair. He entered without another word, a fake smile plastered on his face as he greeted his hostage. Connor turned back to his door, straightening his tie before he turned the knob and entered.

The hostage who was sitting on the chair at the steel table had their arms crossed as he looked bored. He had jet black hair, a black short-sleeved shirt on and a pair of jeans. Connor smiled as he took a seat across from the hostage. The man lazily looked over to Connor, a brow raised as he rolled his eyes.

"Great. I get the android detective..." The hostage shook his head. Connor didn't react, even though his systems did flare with anger for a split second, he knew better than to rise up to an insult. He had Gavin to test that for him many times.

"You're that famous hostage negotiator."

"Hello. My name is Connor and I will be the one listening to your story." Connor politely introduced as he pulled the chair closer to the table. The hostage nodded, obviously bored and had no intention of hiding it.

The hostage tapped his foot, the sound echoing within the small room as Connor placed his hands in his lap.

"Whenever you are ready." Connor spoke, resisting the urge to play with the ends of his sleeves. Ever since Connor became deviant, he had started to pick up little quirks that weren't essential, but Connor found that came naturally to him - like playing with the ends of his shirt.

The hostage licked his lips, finally meeting Connor's eyes after avoiding the androids existence. He leaned back in his chair, lifting the front two chair legs and pushing back on the back two.

"It wasn't something special. This is Detroit, after all. Androids go deviant all the time and go crazy all the time." The hostage's eyes burned into Connor's eyes, taunting him. And like hell Connor was going to back down this time.

"Deviantancy is not against the law." Connor simply stated, his eyes level with the hostages' - who's name was Fallon. Fallon chuckled, leaning forward and let the chair fall as he propped his elbows on the table.

"Don't think just because you're an android that I can't whoop your ass."

Connor's LED turned red as he squinted. He was dying to respond with a 'I would like to see you try' but that would just feed his ego more, that would make him right.

Fallon grinned widely, seeing Connor's anger from the LED. He just waited for Connor to do something and prove even further that androids where bad.

Still staring at Fallon, Connor's LED slowly turned back to blue as he exhaled outwardly.

"Did you see any of the robbers?" Connor asked after a very tense minute of silence. Fallon looked away from Connor, his expression turned from anger to boredom again.

"Noooo." Fallon said in a sing-songy voice, a smile tugging at his lips. Connor nodded, not responding. "Although, a few did have one of those."

Fallon pointed to Connor's LED, which caused the item in question to quickly turn yellow. Fallon dropped his hand, the smug smirk still playing at his features as Connor tried to remain stoic.

"How many were there?" Connor asked flatly.

"More than 5, I could tell you that." Fallon replied.

"What else can you tell me, Fallon Greaver?" Connor leaned on the steel table, his eyes burning into Fallon's own. The human scoffed rolling his eyes as he shook his head. Connor didn't respond, holding an eye roll of his own.

Connor stood up, putting his chair back into the table as he walked towards the door silently. His LED turned back to blue as his hand went for the knob.

"Hey, Android, talking to you! When can I leave?"

When Connor didn't answer, Fallon continued. "Hey! What are you, stupid and deaf?"

Connor sighed as he opened the door but not before he have Fallon a piece of his mind. The android turned to Fallon, his brow raised as he spoke,

"One more word, Fallon, and I'll hold you in contempt."

The threat silenced the douche, making him lean back into his chair as Connor closed the door behind him. Hank was speaking to Olivia, the woman looked like she was in better shape than when she went in, but Connor could feel that it was all a facade.

Hank heard the door close and turned to see Connor with a tired expression on his face. Olivia followed Hank's gaze, seeing Connor walk towards the two.

"What happened to you?" Hank asked, grabbing Connor's shoulder to inspect him thoroughly. Connor just waved his hand, dismissing Hank as the older man sighed.

"Some anti-android hostage, but nothing I can't handle."

Hank send Connor a look, worry filled his gaze. Connor silently assured him that he was fine. Ever since Connor's... incident, Hank had been worrying about Connor much more than he had been letting on.

In truth, Connor didn't tell Hank that he heard Amanda talking to him. He did tell him about Amanda but just not about hearing her that particular moment.

"I have three more hostages, I will report back here once I have finished." Connor sobered up, his systems running at full again as Hank nodded reluctantly.

"I have one more so I'll be back here in no time." Olivia spoke as she entered the last hostage's room, leaving Hank alone in the room.

Once it was just Hank and Connor, Hank let out a loud sigh. "Connor, you tell me if anything is off, alright? And if I see so much as a speck of blue, I'm taking you home."

The android nodded vigorously, a small smile appearing on his face as he had felt something in the pit of stomach at Hank's words. It was an unfamiliar feeling, but recently when he was around Hank, Connor had been feeling... safe.

The feeling quickly left as his thoughts went back to Amanda. His face dropped as he remembered what Amanda had told him - she had implanted fear and doubt into his systems and they followed him everywhere he had went. Connor had tried to push down the feels but they brought about irrational thoughts, thoughts Connor wouldn't dare act upon... or would he?

It all came back to when Markus was giving his final address after the protest, that's when Amanda first took control of his systems. She made Connor take his gun out of his holester and point it at Markus' back, but thankfully Connor had managed to take his systems back before he did something he would live to regret.

Another time, and the most recent, was when Connor woke up from his sleep to find himself pointing his own gun to his head. If he didn't wake up, he wouldn't have woken up ever again.

Connor shook his head, trying rid himself of all those thoughts as he went in to interview the rest of his hostages. It didn't take as long as Fallon's interview, but they barely had any information to share.

The three of them had learned that there were around 7 robbers in total, most of them androids and they shot and killed all androids in the bank, the hostages said they hid the androids bodies somewhere outside the bank, and that they left in under 10 minutes.

Connor huffed as he took a seat on his desk, running a hand threw his hair as Hank and Olivia were not too far behind him. The Lieutenant and Detective took their respective seats, Olivia's eyes on Connor's distressed expression as she tilted her head to the side.

"We didn't learn anything we didn't already know." Connor informed with a sigh. Hank shook his head, his lips pressing into a thin line as he grabbed his jacket from his chair.

Olivia leaned on her desk, her hands on the desk as she looked at Hank and Connor.

"Yeah, it's gettin' late and we aren't gonna make any progress on this case right now. So I'm going to go get myself a drink." Hank pulled his jacket closer to his body as he pointed to Olivia.

"And you are coming too. Y'know, team bonding and all that crap."

Olivia raised a brow, confused. "I've, uh, I've got things to do."

Hank gave her an incredulous look as he shook his head. "You're coming! Even Connor insists, ain't that right?"

Connor nodded, a small smile playing at his lips. His sensors picked up on Olivia's accelerated heartbeat, her irregular breathing, and how she gripped the ends of the table so hard, her knuckles turned white.

After a moment of silence, Olivia nodded. Hank grinned, grabbing Connor's shoulder as he gestured towards the door.

The android stood up from his seat, his hands going to his jeans pockets as he waited for Olivia to collect herself. Once she was ready, she looked up and smiled at Connor as they started walking towards Hank retreating figure.

Connor opened his mouth to start conversation with the detective but was quickly cut off by a loud scoff heard from the other side of the room. The noise grabbed both Connor and Olivia's attention. The pair turned to the origin of the noise, causing Connor's mouth to quickly shut.

"Would ya look at that, the android and the newbie!" Gavin's voice was slightly louder than usual, his eyes glaring into Connor's brown ones. Olivia furrowed her brows, wondering what Gavin was trying to get at - she had previously known about Gavin's dislike for androids but this seemed a little personal.

"Keep walking, Olivia. Ignore him, he just trying to rile you up." Connor told Olivia but she guessed he was trying to convince himself. He gritted his teeth, walking faster as he almost reached the door but Gavin didn't stop.

"Where ya going, RK800? Can't handle a little heat?"

Connor clenched his jaw, his fists balling by his sides as he opened the door for Olivia, but the woman was interested in the androids response.

Nobody calls Connor RK800 unless they wanted to piss him off, which only Gavin and a select few did. Connor's jaw ticked as he held the door open for Olivia, who was hesitant. She wasn't going to let Gavin just bash Connor like that, even if he was android, Gavin didn't have any right to do that.

After her hesitation, Connor shook his head, quickly leaving the police precinct as his sudden interest in Olivia and their conversation was completely lost. Connor felt something in his chest, something painful as he walked towards Hank's car. He had heard the glass door open once again and quick footstep follow him but Connor made no effort to face Olivia once again.

Connor reached the car, taking a seat on the passenger's seat as he huffed outwardly. His left hand immediately went from his right sleeve, twisting the ends of the sleeve around his finger as Hank raised a brow.

Hank opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by the sound of another door opening, the one behind Hank. The dark haired woman closed the door behind her as Connor stared in front of him.

Gavin had definitely gotten to him, but it wasn't just him. The hostage got him started up and just Gavin pushed him over the edge. Anger flared inside Connor's chest, his LED bright red as his hands fidgeted with the ends of the sleeve.

Olivia wanted to say something, she could feel that the android was pissed. Even if he didn't have an LED, his expression was stone cold, his eyes dead on the road.

"To the bar, because it seems like it's not only me that needs a drink."

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