Connor's POV

As Sam leaned against him, he had trouble keeping silent. The parts she touched, killed him! He had been avoiding this as best he could; but she was making it impossible!

He didn't know why, and he didn't exactly want to know why she made him feel this way. He wanted it gone.

I shouldn't have already started to feel! It's not right-- I was just reset! He thought to himself. Although, it was only an excuse.

I shouldn't have these feelings!!... He breathed in a heavy sigh, and let it all out.

And I don't. He reminded himself.

I was reset, and I don't feel a thing.

He brought his lips a touch up-- almost as if he were to smile. I don't feel a thing.

He held Samantha's hand as a way of comforting her.. Not for any other reason. Because what other reasons would there be?

None. That's it. No. Other. Reason.

Sam's POV

It took about two hours, but the power maintenance guys finally got the door open.

I was now sitting at my desk; bleakness flooding over me as I thought about Turner. He was free to go, so now he's out roaming around-- and who knows where he's going next??

I could get a restraining order.

Smart thinking, Sam!!--

I was interrupted mid thought, when Captain Fowler spoke up; standing between our desks.

"I would like to speak with the three of you in my office. Two minutes; it's mandatory. No dilly-dallying while you wait." He walked back toward his office, leaving the three of us confused-- well, maybe not so much Connor.

"A-Are we in trouble?" I asked; looking over at Hank and Connor. Hank shrugged as Connor scrutinized my face.

"I know as much as you do." Hank responded.

I turned away, took my phone out of my back pocket, and set it on my desk. I didn't want it going off during the small meeting thing we were having.

*~*~*

Hank sat across from Fowler at his desk, and Connor and I were stood up around him; me, crossing my arms.

"I'm going to jump straight to the point; I'm cutting you all from the deviant cases. I've given you as much time as I could, and--"

"--We were so fuckin close, Jeffree! We can't stop now!" Hank argued.

"Don't interrupt me again. I can't give you any more time to find Markus--"

"--Wait, Markus?" I paused, finding ways to carefully form my next sentence. "Wh-Who's Markus?" I questioned nervously. Of course I knew who he was-- I fucking jumped off a bridge with him-- but I wanted to know what they wanted him for.

Did they find Jericho?? Shit.

"The fuck did I just say?? 'Don't interrupt me'! Got it? And he's the leader of the deviants, so-to-speak. God, you didn't even know this?" He asked; that last part directed toward me.

THOSE WERE MARKUS' EYES-- OH MY GOD I'M A FUCKING IDIOT!!

Truth is, though; my mind has been all over the place lately-- like, fuck. It's been everywhere.

Of course I didn't say this, because he would think that I was just making up excuses, so I kept my mouth shut.

"Connor is going to be sent back to Cyberlife soon to get deactivated, and you two will go back to solving human homicides. That's it-- no more discussions. Now, please leave my office, I have things to do." Fowler finished, as he pointed to the door.

Everything collapsed around me as I listened to him speak.

Connor's getting deactivated???

"W-Why is he getting deactivated?? H-He can still work with us on homicides! He doesn't have to be shut down--"

"Yes he does, Miss Parker. Cyberlife called us in, and asked for him. Sometime in these next few days he has to leave. He's only an android, why are you--"

I stormed out of the room, and soon; out of the building.

I sat against the wall next to the entrance doors, and buried my face into my knees.

He can't get deactivated! He'll be gone forever-- I can never see him again!!

I heard the doors slide open beside me, and looked up to see Hank. He sat next to me, and folded his arms against his chest.

"I know it may hurt, darlin, but you can't stop it. Cyberlife needs him back--"

"They don't need him!! They're only gonna shut him down, Hank! He's just going to be thrown in the dump like all the other androids!" I turned my face away, hiding my tears.

"Sam.. Do you like Connor?" He asked hesitantly. I looked at him for a second, and felt my face heat up.

"Y-Yes, of course I like him. Why wouldn't I? He's a good partner--"

"Don't play dumb, Sam." A tiny smile formed on his face as he spoke. "I mean, like like. Like, you really like him-- Like you--" Hank's like-fest was interrupted by another voice.

"Like you love me?" Connor's soft voice rang in my ears as he spoke. His head was slightly tilted, and his LED yellow. He sat across from us, and waited for a response.

"U-Um. Y-You don't even know what love is--"

"You are correct; but I do understand the gist of it."

I sat speechless, and looked at the two of them in embarrassment.

I felt targeted, and I could feel my palms getting sweaty.

You've practically told him you loved him before! Why can't you now??

I don't know, maybe because I was having a mental break-down at that moment of time!

Shut up, Sam-- they want an answer!

I argued with myself in my mind as I tried to think of a good answer.

"Uh, well, you see--" In one swift moment, Connor had his hands rested on my thighs, and his lips attached to mine; meanwhile, Hank crab-walked backward like, five feet.

"Oh, gross!" Hank groaned.

I smiled, and folded my hands behind Connor's neck. As the kiss depened, I gently pulled away; definitely in need of air.

"Well, I guess that's settled." Hank said as he walked inside. I giggled, then looked back to Connor. He was still sat on his knees in front of me, and his hands were still resting on my thighs.

I looked into his eyes, and seen something I had never seen before.

"Why did you kiss me?" I asked; accidentally tilting my head to the side as I did so.

He smiled, and moved a strand of hair out of my face.

"I didn't ask to... feel this way; but you made me. There's no point in denying it any more, Sam. I-I'm going to be shut down in a few days if Markus isn't found.. I wanted to be able to do that at least one more time."

I let a stray tear fall down my cheek, and he kissed it away.

I blushed, and looked down at his hands on my lap.

Do I want to give away Markus and his people to certain death, or do I want to let the love of my life get deactivated?

A/N: OooOoOOoH Drama~ XD

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