09:43, 07.02.2039
Detroit Police Department
A moment of silence fell over the office, while Gavin was blinking and took some seconds to understand what Fowler just said.
"The fuck?" He broke the silence finally and shook his head in disbelief. "Go undercover with this plastic prick?!" Gavin spat and made a derogatory gesture at Connor. "The fuck I'll do! Ask fuckin' Anderson or I don't know who, but, hell, forget it!" Fowler bent forward and gave him an annoyed gaze.
"I wasn't asking you, Reed. This was an instruction, got it? If you want to keep your god damn job you'll better take that choice to work on your hatred for androids, jesus! Think well about it and leave my office, both of you! The file is on Connor's desk." The brown haired android just stood in the office, listening while also analysing the detective some more. He didn’t really have the time to do so yet since his interactions with Gavin up to this point most certainly were rather.. special. Though nothing has really changed since the revolution except from the fact that he has to respect androids rights now. After Gavin's kind of intimidating speech he left the office after him, closing the door behind him. He then proceeded towards his desk, expecting Gavin to follow him. He expected right - at least until Gavin realized that he really followed an android. The brunet stopped suddenly and hissed .
"Listen, asshole. I'm just doing this because that old goddamn bastard doesn't leave me a chance. We aren't friends and I wish I could say we're no coworkers either." Gavin crossed his arms in defense and tipped with his fingers on his forearm. "So, what do we have, huh?" He focused on the case without leaving him a chance to react to his words. Not being able to answer properly to the words former he shut his mouth and took a quick look at the files laying on the desk.
“A homicide, we suspect it's committed by a human, which is yet to find out. The victim was an android, an AP700 model, killed in the suburbs of Detroit. Whoever did it, they must have at least some experience with androids.” He said, slightly mumbling because he himself couldn’t quite believe it, after the revolution was such a success.
"The victim.." Gavin rolled his eyes and his voice was full of sarcasm. How should he ever be able to take a murder of a machine seriously ? "What exactly happened that they need us to go undercover?" He asked. "Why don't you just scan the scene for evidence or god-know what you're doing."
On the inside Connor sighed. He still couldn’t understand why exactly Gavin hated Androids so much and he probably won’t ever understand it. Shortly after he collected himself again he answered with a, now kind of uncertain, tone in his voice. “Well it says, that the convict lives in the neighbourhood and they might have known the victim ” He emphasised the word victim just to see how Gavin would react, “Very well. So it would be too obvious if we just went there to investigate the scenery.” Connor didn’t even think about sitting down. Ever since becoming a Deviant his mind was running all the time and he couldn’t quite stand, in this case sit, still. “Also it seems like the murder could be connected to earlier ones which were directed at couples.”
Gavin grimaced for a second, but held back a harsh comment. "Oh yeah, I remember. The ones, which you and the drunk bastard couldn't solve, ha?" The brunet wasn't able to hide his bitchiness - but he didn't even want to try. "So we'll.. go undercover as a pair ?" The older one shook his head. "Unbe-fucking-lievable."
A shiver ran down his spine. The android didn’t mind putting on a fight with the detective now so he kept quiet. Afterall Gavin just wanted to provoke him even more. “I’m sorry detective, but yes as a pair. But don’t worry this is just as unpleasant to me as it is to you. But it’s only until we find the convict.” He put away the files now and looked at the smaller man. “The plan is to befriend the other neighbours and potentially find the murderer. Until then we have to act like a couple, in front of the people and at home.” A loud sigh left the throat of the detective and he scratched his scar on his nose.
"Ah, fuck me.." Gavin muttered and finally nodded. "Okay, okay, but.. how exactly do you imagine us to play a couple? I mean.. flirting, kissing, all that stuff?" The corners of his mouth twisted in disgust. Connor threw a, you could even say somewhat annoyed, gaze over to Gavin. He can’t get over the fact, that apparently Gavin is just a big crybaby. “Yes ‘all that stuff’. If you don’t want to do it, you can just turn in your badge.” He couldn’t hide his pettiness with this one now that he was allowed to speak his mind. “And I suggest, we proceed to our home for the next few weeks now.” Gavin gave him a death stare and ignored the fact, that his heart beat a few strokes faster. His feelings were raging in him. The detective licked his lips and squinted a moment away until he shook his head. "Alright tin can. Let's do this shit." The android only nodded his head in approval and had an almost unnoticeable satisfied smile on his lips. Their new neighbourhood wasn’t too far away, maybe a twenty minute car ride, so he headed outside to go to Gavin's car where he continued to wait for him to gather some more things like his belongings and all the stuff he needed. Gavin followed him again, opening his car with a sigh and looked over to Connor.
"You're.. living at Hank 's , right?" He asked, even though he exactly knew that he did, while he sat down and started the engine, car modus on self driving. He really hated that goddamn autopilot driving. Wasn't really driving anymore. Since the engine was humming, loud music of an old rock band filled the car and he turned down the volume a little bit. Gavin's cheeks blushed a bit and he cleared his throat. "We'll drive to your home first, dipshit. So give me the fuckin' address." Connor doesn't need to know, that Gavin knew exactly where Hank lived.
While he was shifting around in his seat, he looked over to the side where Gavin sat and told him the address of Hanks place. He didn't expect him to know the adress anyways, hence the unimpressed tone in his voice. Gavin just nodded and headed towards the just mentioned address without saying a word to the other one. Only when they arrived he cleared his throat to speak up again. "Get a move on and grab some of your stuff. I'll wait here." The android just looked at him in confusion. "Detective, I don't think you understand but I don't need anything." Shortly after that he realised that he might not have said that if he ever wanted Gavin to think of something else of him other than a machine. The shorter man bit his lower lip and sighed heavily. "Okay, listen. If you really want me to play this relationship bullshit you need to cooperate with me. Got it? Do you have, uhm.. some spare clothes or something like that? 'Cause you can't tell any dumbass that a human, who is in a relationship with an android, is fine with his partner wearing the same crap all day and all night." He pinched the bridge of his nose. "I'm not an actor. I just need a.. bit normally or however the fuck you want to say it. Just try to not be such a.. robot for one time, okay?"
"Okay, got it." He said trying to put a little awkward smile on his lips. "For your information, no I don't have any other clothes. CyberLife only provided me with these clothes." Connor kind of mumbled his last words a bit in embarrassment. Gavin sighed and scratched his scar.
"I can't believe I'm actually offering you that but.. uh, well, we could drive downtown and get you some."
The brunet android looked up, his eyes full of excitement as Gavin said these words. "Really? You would actually do that?" His dorky voice, sounding like the one of a little child filled Gavin's car. It was obvious that the answer to his 'question' was a Yes. The detective only nodded in agreement and started the car once more. "Do not mention it. I'm not doing this for you." He muttered and tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips.
"I just can't see that shitty android stuff anymore."
