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Connor x Reader - Detroit: Become Human

Summary:

Sergeant (Y/N) (L/N) is the best sergeant in the DPD, and Lt. Anderson's friend, but she carries a secret, a secret that she can't afford getting it exposed.
But when she's assigned to be Hank's partner in the deviancy investigation, there's a certain android sent by CyberLife to help them, making her edgy--she has nothing against androids, but prefer to keep her distance from them. As they progress in the investigation, the secret she well kept throughout the years starts slipping up.

Main Story: Chp. 1 - 30
Alternate Scenes/Endings: Chp. 31 - 37

Chapter 1: Introduction

Chapter Text

Nov 5th 2038
8:05 pm

You were finishing your report on a case that you finished. You reviewed the case file one more time, making sure you missed nothing. You noticed that the number of cases involving an android, like assault and, worst-case scenario, homicide, were increasing. You were a Sergeant, one of the best and brightest in the whole DPD. After you gave your report to Captain Fowler, you headed to the break room when you overheard someone ask for Lieutenant Anderson. You slowly stopped walking and looked over at who was asking. You realized it wasn't a person; it was an android. It wore a suit; the back of the jacket had the word 'android' and below it had 'RK800'.

After the police officer shook his head and walked away, it looked around before its gaze fell onto you. You snapped your head away and rushed towards the break room. Androids always made you uneasy, for some apparent reason. You weren't against them, but you prefer to keep your distance. You headed back to your desk after getting something to drink from the break room. You noticed that the android was still here, asking another police officer for Lieutenant Anderson. You kept telling yourself, 'stay out of it, don't get yourself involved,' as you momentarily glanced at it. The android headed for the exit, seeing that no one knew where the lieutenant was.

You looked away as you mentally debated with yourself. One part of you told to help since you were the only one who knew where the lieutenant was, but another part wanted you to stay out of it and spare you of the anxiety. You closed your eyes and let out a sigh before getting up.

"Hey!" you called out as you went after the android. It stopped and turned around, hearing your voice. You immediately became tense as you stood in front of it, "Um, I, uh, overheard that you're looking for Lieutenant Anderson, right?" you spoke shyly, having difficulty maintaining eye contact.

"Yes, do you know where he is?" the android asked, being direct.

"I- I don't know exactly where, but knowing Hank ー he's probably having a drink nearby," you answered as you cleared your throat.

Before the android could say anything, Officer Chris approached you, "Excuse me, Sergeant?" he asked.

"Yeah, Chris, what is it?" you spoke calmly as you turned towards him, your nervousness suddenly gone like a switch.

"We received a call about a homicide; a landlord found the body of the tenant in the house and the victim's android is missing. Collins is already on his way to the crime scene," he explained as you crossed your arms, forgetting about the android next to you.

You furrowed your brows in confusion, "Homicide? But that's Hank's thing," you replied.

"I know, but you're the best person to take the case if he doesn't show up," Chris replied.

The android looked in between the two of you, processing the information. You uncrossed your arms, placing your hands at your hips, as you looked down in thought. "I won't accept the case, but I'll go," you decided, looking back up, "I'll be there just to oversee things like, uh...like the right-hand man- woman...person," you stumbled over your words.

"You sure, Sergeant?" Chris asked.

"Yeah," you replied, "I'll be ready in 4." Chris nodded and walked away. You turned back to the android, becoming tense again. You awkwardly gave a thumbs up and walked away. "Just when my shift was about to be over," you mumbled under your breath as you put on your coat and left for the crime scene.