Olivia grabbed Connor's arm, her expression not hiding her pure shock as she pulled the Android into her apartment. Her eyes kept scanning the Android, trying to find any wounds or anything that would be causing this amount of blue blood. Once she closed the door, Olivia didn't find anything wrong with the Android, no wounds or missing biocomponents, so the blood must have came from other source, another Android.

"Please tell me that isn't your blood." Olivia pleaded as she put her hands under her shirt and grabbed the bloodied gun from the stunned Android. Connor was shell-shocked, not moving, his chest not rising and falling and his eyes looked hollow, staring right in front of him with no emotion. He looked as if he turned off all of his cognitive functions and the body of an Android stood before Olivia.

The woman unloaded the gun, making sure her fingers never touched the weapon as she placed the disassembled parts of the gun on her kitchen counter. Blue blood stained her tank top, covering the abdomen section as she wiped her hands on the shirt. Connor didn't move from the last time Olivia had left him, a small frown plastered on her face as she placed her hands on her hips.

"Connor?" She grabbed his arm, making his head snap to the touch, a furrow in his brow as Olivia started to walk and drag his arm with her. Connor started to move his legs, trying to remember she had asked him.

"Not all of it."

Olivia shuddered at the thought of what Connor had did. She didn't dwell on it, if Olivia started to worry and stress out, Connor was more than definitely going to become stressed. If that stress reached a high enough level, Connor may self-destruct. Olivia inhaled sharply, the idea of Connor self-destructing made her heart pound in her chest.

The woman looked at Connor's clothes once again, her frown deepening. He couldn't stay in those clothes, they were dripping with blue blood, but not only that, his clothes were wet. Realization kicked in for Olivia, Connor got rained on as he came here. Did she even have clothes Connor could fit in? The Android stood a whole head taller than Olivia, and his muscular physique was more than Olivia had on her body.

The two walked until they had reached the bathroom. Connor didn't say a word, his LED switching between a bright red and a flickering yellow as Olivia let go of his hand. She turned to him, taking one last look at his attire and physique before going to her room.

"I'm gonna find some clothes for you, okay?" She didn't have to explain herself, but she thought it might bring Connor some comfort in this situation if she didn't just leave him alone and to his thoughts. Opening her last drawer, Olivia pushed away the miscellaneous objects that found their way inside her drawer as she tried to find what she was looking for. Huffing, Olivia moved some clothes around before she found it. A pair of black sweatpants. It looked like Connor's size and that was enough for Olivia. She knew for a fact that any of Olivia's shirts would definitely not fit the Android. That left Connor without a shirt.

Returning to the Android, She handed him the sweatpants with a sheepish smile. "That's all I have that could fit you. You can put your clothes on the counter, I'll wash 'em for you."

Connor, remaining silent, took the sweatpants in his hands and turned to the bathroom door. Olivia could have sworn she had heard a sound 'whrr' of Connor's machinery but after Connor stepped away, she couldn't hear anything anymore. Exhaling, Olivia looked down at her own clothes, reminded of the blue blood on her tank top. She shook her head, re-entering her room as she grabbed another shirt and put it on her bed. She pulled off her shirt, being careful to not get any blue blood on herself as she lays the tank top on her bed. She grabbed her new shirt, pulling it over her head as she heard a sound of a lock disengaging.

Grabbing her tank top, Olivia turned around to go see the source of the sound but instead found Connor standing beside her bedroom door. The woman jumped back, a fearful shout escaped her lips but once she saw who it was, she quickly calmed down. She placed a hand on her chest as her breathing quickened.

"Connor! I didn't-" She paused to breathe before quickly shaking her head. "Forget about it. Did you put your clothes on the counter?" Olivia finally caught her breath as her eyes connected with the Androids. Olivia inhaled sharply once she had seen Connor's torso, his well-defined body was nothing less of perfection. She must have had been staring because Connor put his arms across his chest in an embarrassed manner.

"I did."

Olivia grinned and nodded vigorously. She pointed to her couch, telling him to make himself at home as she was going to put his clothes in the washing machine. Connor didn't respond, only turned around and walked to where Olivia had pointed to. His lack of communication made Olivia much more concerned for his health. What happened for him to be this quiet or unresponsive? The big question was, what had happened?

Opening the washing machine, Olivia threw their clothes inside the washing machine with a sigh. How could she even bring up the conversation with him? She couldn't just ask him up front, she had to tread softly.

"Connor?"

Silence followed causing Olivia to huff quietly. She was going to ask him anyway, maybe that would evolve some type of response from the Android.

"May I ask whose blood this is?"

"I-I do not wish to speak of it." Olivia should have expected diversion but at least, Connor was still able to speak and form sentences, proving that there was nothing wrong in his systems, that she could tell. "I'm sorry, Liv."

The nickname caused a small flutter within her stomach. A stupid smile came upon her face, but it was short lived because a loud beep came from the washing machine, telling her to start the working progress. She mentally cursed herself for feeling her crush for Connor to blind her for a moment, Connor needed her help and she was hiding in the laundry room. Preparing herself, Olivia inhaled sharply as she started the washing machine. She exited the laundry room, walking to the kitchen whilst she tried to seek a few glances to the Android but Connor could probably feel her eyes on him.

The woman grabbed a bowl from the cabinets and filled it with water. She also grabbed a towel as she started walking to the couch where Connor was sitting. She took a seat beside him, placing the bowl on the coffee table alongside with the towel. Olivia turned to Connor, placing a hand on Connor's bare shoulder, grabbing his attention.

"I'm going to clean the blue blood off your face." She paused for a moment, taking in his calculating eyes as she spoke once again. "May I?"

Connor nodded, still feeling her hand on his bare shoulder making him slightly shudder. Olivia dipped the towel in water and bringing it to the Android's face. She started to rid his face of blue blood, softly stroking the towel against his perfectly symmetrical face. Connor's LED was now resting at yellow, his eyes remaining on Olivia as he watched and took note of every time she frowned or bit her lip in concentration. The woman before him was... striking to Connor and he enjoyed watching her every movement, even if it did bring blood to rush to her face - something humans called blushing.

Olivia knew he was watching her, his brown eyes soaking everything about Olivia as she tried not to focus on how he watched with unrelenting interest. She tried to focus on getting the blue blood off of his face, focusing on dipping the towel in the water, anything other than the Android's eyes on her.

"May I ask you a question?" Connor's voice was much softer, vulnerable as he timidly asked Olivia. The woman turned around, a smile on her face as she was twisting the small towel in her hand.

"Is it a personal one?" A small smile cracked the stoic facade of the Android at the mention of the all too familiar phrase. Olivia noticed the smile, a giggle escaping herself as Connor took note of the fast beating of her heart. It was starting to beat erratically and Connor couldn't pinpoint the exact reason why. The woman turned back to Connor, continuing her job of cleaning his face. Connor now seemed hesitant to ask his question, a visible pause as his mouth was agape but no noise was escaping his lips. He told himself that if he wanted to know more about his co-worker and partner, he was going to ask his question.

"Whose pants am I wearing?" The Android's voice seemed to grow firmer as he continued to speak. Olivia paused, the towel resting on his face as her head dropped. She pulled her hand away from his face as she put her hands on her lap. Connor furrowed his brows, secretly checking her health with multiple scans, trying to see if he had done any mental damage at all.

"I don't want to talk about it." Olivia clenched her jaw, her curt answer causing the Android in front of her to nod numbly. She looked back up at him, essentially seeing Connor build his walls back up. The woman sighed, clenching the towel tightly in her hand as she told herself that if she wanted Connor to open up, she had to open up first. "It was my boyfriends. Ex-boyfriend."

Connor nodded. Olivia returned to his face, almost finishing up with his face as she continued. "He was a jerk, to say the least."

That caused something within Connor. A scowl graced his features as he turned to Olivia, the hard expression taking her by surprise. "Did he hurt you?"

Olivia's eyes widen quickly. She didn't know why Connor was concerned for her, it was refreshing, to say the least, but this was new to Olivia. Why was Connor angry? Was Connor... jealous of her ex-boyfriend? Olivia quickly shrugged that thought off, knowing her feelings for Connor were making things up, but his expression held no room for argument.

"No, no, definitely not. He just..." Olivia needed to look for the right word before Connor got angrier. "Acted like a child, that's all." Connor didn't say anything as she continued to clean the blue blood. The Android furrowed his brows, wanting to say something else but didn't. Olivia's eyes went to Connor's LED for a quick second, seeing the object flash between blue and yellow. She exhaled softly in relief, he was calming down.

She dipped the towel in the water before wiping more of the blue blood off of his face. Connor now felt rather awkward without a shirt, if he could blush, he would be. He seemed the notice that Olivia has yet to move her hand from his upper chest and he didn't mind it at all. The silence made Connor enjoy just the presence of his partner, enjoying how she made him feel. That idea was hard for Connor to wrap his head around, but he knew what he was feeling.

A weird sensation coursed through his body, his systems urged him to review the Traci's memories from a while ago. He has yet to find the time to go over it but his systems seem to be insisting now is a good time. Since his deviancy, Connor and his systems seemed to act like two different people. His systems were still his machine side, his CyberLife side whilst Connor was the deviant, the living and feeling part of himself. Occasionally, the two sides coalesce and come to a common goal. This usually happened during work or when he had a job to do, but when it came to feeling things, his systems reacted in ways Connor had no idea about. This was one example.

It was easy to sift through the files Connor has within his own mind, entering the personal one to find the Traci's memories the newest addition to the file. His eyes went hollow, focusing on the pop-ups that flooded his vision. Connor hesitated before entering the memories. What would he find there? What was this feeling within him that made him want to watch the Traci's memories? He would have to research this feeling once he was out of this precarious situation.

Connor inhaled softly, his visual optics were now taken over by the Android's memories, everything from the Traci's perspective. Connor sifted through the areas where the Traci was inside the tube, waiting to be purchased until he had seen Olivia. There was another person with her, another woman. Connor scanned her and found out that she was Lena Flanagin, a newscaster at the Stratford Tower. Connor recognized her, she had spoken to him once Markus and the others from Jericho had infiltrated the tower, but she wasn't harmed. She actually tried to help the RK200 model, aiding their escape and covering for them with the police. In retrospect, she could be arrested for lying to the police, but it was water under the bridge once Markus and the Android finally earned their freedom.

Olivia wiped clean all of the thirium off Connor's face, smiling for a moment after she admired her work for a moment. Connor didn't seem to notice when the woman stopped wiping his face, his eyes still staring right in front of him. Olivia wanted to question it but decided he wanted silence. Putting the towel in the now bluewater, Olivia went to stand up, removing her hand from Connor's chest but before she was able to completely stand up, she had felt something grab her hand.

Furrowing her brows, Olivia turned back to Connor with a confused expression. The Android's LED was now a constant red, scaring Olivia for a moment but she focused back on how he held onto her hand tightly. She put the bowl and towel back down on the coffee table and fully turned to the RK800. Olivia's eyes must be playing tricks on her, she could have sworn that Connor's eyes were solely focused on her lips but it had to be wrong.

In truth, they were. Connor watched through the Traci's memories, specifically focusing on the time the Traci and Olivia spent together. Whilst watching those memories, something stirred within Connor, an unknown emotion that he had never experienced this painfully before. Admittedly, he had felt something like this whenever Olivia would speak to him or go out of her way to help Connor, which brought a question. Was she doing this to him?

That was the only logical explanation for what was happening. After watching those memories, only one thing flowed through Connor's mind, only one question. What did Olivia's lips taste like?

The woman truly believed she was seeing things, never had Connor reciprocated those feelings she's had for him, but would he? That was all assuming Connor had been feeling emotions in the first place, feeling lust, feeling love. That notion was far too out of the picture for Olivia to even be thinking about, but the way Connor was staring at her was starting to do things to Olivia.

"Please don't leave." Connor's voice was soft, much softer than it previously had been. Olivia's brows furrowed, her hand returning to Connor's shoulder, but the Android didn't relinquish control of her hand. Olivia couldn't help but notice the warmth radiating from his hand, he had to be doing that on purpose, unless Android's bodies were regularly warmed to feel like humans? Olivia had no clue.

Oliva shook her head, completely turning to Connor, her leg folded beneath her other leg as she placed her other hand on Connor's covered leg. The Android didn't even flinch, his eyes set in her eyes as the two stared into one another's eyes.

"I'm not going anywhere, Connor." Olivia reassured the Android, a smile appearing on her face as Connor's eyes dropped back to her lips. It was slowly eating at him, the curiosity making Connor just want to lean in and capture her lips, his systems telling him to do exactly that. It was the first time his systems were going off of his emotions, making Connor wonder if this was also Olivia's effect on him.

The woman wasn't going to lie and say that she didn't want to kiss the android. It's been plaguing her mind, ever since the night she and her partners got drunk, she had wondered if Connor felt the same as she did. Olivia wouldn't dare bring it up to the Android himself, even if she could be blunt enough, she couldn't ask him without blushing and getting flustered. She was proud of herself that she had made it this far without quickly jumping away from him and going back to the laundry room to hide again.

Olivia bit her lip, feeling Connor's eyes on her lip as that was what caused Connor's self-control to lapse and falter. That and her hand still remained on his bare shoulder.

The Android closed the space between the two, his lips roughly capturing hers in an expert move as Olivia was taken by surprise, which left her mouth open to attack, which Connor wasted no time in. A soft moan escaped Olivia's lips, her hand moving from his leg to his neck as she wrapped both hands around his neck, deepening the kiss in the process. She had no idea Connor knew how to kiss, let alone this well. It was the perfect mixture of rough, but resistant and gentleness. That only made Olivia want to see his control snap and his gentleness to disappear.

Their lips worked perfectly against each other, Olivia fighting for dominance as Connor put his hand on her hips. She grabbed both of his hands, moving them downward. The movement caused confusion with the Android, but only she slowly moved his hands to grip her bottom, Connor quickly learned and followed in her footsteps. She grinned against his lips, wrapping her arms around his neck and running a hand through his hazelnut colored hair. Olivia resisted the urge to pull, in case Connor wasn't expecting it, but once she had felt a hard squeeze on her ass, the reflex came almost naturally as she moaned excitedly. The Android was taken by surprise, his LED turning red in response to the gesture, but quickly returned back to blue in a matter of seconds.

Connor leaned back into the couch, his lips still on Olivia as she took advantage of the free space. She threw her leg over Connor's lap and jump up onto his lap. The area gave him more room to work with, his hands now resting on Olivia's bottom half as Olivia tried to hold back the grin that came upon her. The Android grinned, taking a look at her neck and immediately went back to pleasuring her.

Whilst Olivia took up residence on Connor's lap, she found a rather distant feeling poking her bottom region. Damn, she really had to thank CyberLife for thinking of everything. Who knew a detective Android was going to need that? Humans will be humans, she supposed. Olivia chuckled softly as one of her hands slid down Connor's bare torso and down to the waistband of his sweatpants before she found her way to her destination.

"Excited, are we?" Olivia teased as she grabbed the clothed erection. Connor groaned, stopping his attack on her neck. She loved seeing her effect on him. He threw his head back, the action fully stopping all of the attacks on Olivia. His LED was flashing yellow, bring a smirk to her lips.

"Can you blame me?" Connor responded in a breathy voice, which sent shivers down Olivia's spine. She grinned as she ran a hand through his hair as he returned back to her neck. The woman relinquished control of his lower region, making Connor aggressively return back to her neck with speeds that couldn't be human.

Connor found the sweet spot on her neck, causing a loud moan to escape Olivia's lips. Connor quickly decided he loved that noise and he most definitely wanted to hear it again. The way he moved made Olivia question why CyberLife would equip their detective Android with the skills to pleasure a woman, but she wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Once Connor had found the spot on Olivia's neck, he started to suck and bite. Olivia knew she had felt that before.

"You-" She let out a shaky breath, "you watched the Android's memories."

Connor stopped his onslaught on her neck, which she let out a whine but didn't voice it.

"I've had free time."

Olivia grinned, capturing his lips in a breathtaking kiss that even Connor was caught off guard by the amount of passion in it. Olivia put her hands in Connor's hair, tugging on it as a small moan came from Connor.

"Please do that again." Olivia pleaded in a breathy voice.

"Make me." Connor had a defiant look in his eyes that made Olivia want to jump his bones. She opened her mouth to retort but the sound of her phone ringing quickly shut her mouth. She raised a brow, wondering who would be calling her at this ungodly hour.

She shook her head, turning back to Connor as she grinned. She went to kiss him once again but the sound continued to ring loudly throughout the apartment.

Groaning, Olivia reluctantly got off Connor's lap and in the direction of her phone. She checked the caller ID and she wanted to throw her phone out the window. It was Doctor Jenkins.

Come and find me once you receive this message. It is urgent.

Olivia mentally groaned as she turned back to Connor. The Android was watching her, and she guessed, he had read the messages as well. His eyes connected back with Olivia's before he stood up.

"I'm sorry that our little... rendezvous was cut short, Connor. I-"

Connor nodded his head, understanding. "Don't worry, Liv, I will make due. Thank you for helping me."

The woman smiled as she sighed. "We all need somebody to go to once we looked like we murdered another person."

"You have no idea," Connor said with a somber look.

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i am so sorry guys that this took forever to get updated but i rewrote this chapter at least three times because i wanted to get it right, but i told myself i was going to update today, so you have my third, slightly edited rough drafted of this chapter.(i really need to get a co-writer or somebody to help me edit, but blahh) whateveeerrr, I hope you enjoyed it at least, finally get some action - despite doc jenkins being a c-block ;))

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