Connor wasn't exactly the most straight to the book cop. And that was something odd. On the surface, Connor was a very smartly dressed one, the youngest lieutenant on the force and solved more cases than the norm. Usually, around the station, he was seen with a coin in one hand and a cigarette in the other. That is to say a Tobacco one. On the weekends he tended to get more...colorful. Technically weed was legal. Just… frowned upon.

So he didn't really tend to mention it, but on rough cases, you were sure to catch the smell of it on him. Connor had lost a lot in the last couple of years. There was always a cloud that seemed to hang over him. Though at least Captain Reed let him off the hook most days. Though he had gotten a few good yellings about his...habits before.

When Connor was sent an android partner he had to stifle a laugh. Would Cyberlife have sent it if they knew his handler would be a druggie?

No. Probably not. He felt that Gavin had suggested him just to spite him. After all, he knew how Connor avoided androids like the plague. Perhaps he had been mistaken when he'd thought that Gavin had been his friend. Though… it might be hard to be friends with your ex-fiance's brother.

He could still picture Gavin's face. That was the cause of the little to no communication between him and Conan.

Connor had three younger siblings. Conan, only a year and a half younger than him. And the twins Collin and Caleb, eight years younger than him.

As for the hard times Connor had faced. His father...he still felt responsible. He had just finished chemo...they had even talked about going to Disney World. Then the car had skidded on the ice. It was so hard on the eldest boys because they could still remember their birth parents from memories just pictures. That had also been a cause of their little family. This man who had taken them in after their parents passed… gone.

Things never got easier for anyone in the Anderson family.

Connor tried not to like Hank, he really did. It didn't help that he was just so oddly likable. He had the appearance of an older man long hair tied behind his head in a ponytail. He wore no tie, but he did have a pocket square in his right pocket. His jacket was a suit jacket that seemed half a size too big. His eyes were a blue that reminded him remarkably of Conan's.

Best of all the droid was sarcastic. He easily rammed his way through Connor's nonchalant facade. Connor at first wondered if he had been sent the wrong android. Though that had to be impossible. Right?

He purposely got on his nerves. Hell, he even broke Connor's window after he'd passed out due to smoking. Then he'd taken him to get a cold shower…(well, after Hank got Sumo out of the tub.(Aka Sumo's favorite place to sleep when Connor got high. His second favorite spot was Connor's bed))

He'd been surprised that the first thing Hank had criticized him was getting high when the dog was in the house. Though the android had no idea that Connor had a system with the dog, that involved him closing the door to a room so that Sumo wouldn't get affected. (The closest encounter Connor had ever seen with Sumo was when he'd eaten an entire package of brownies...but that's another story.)

It was when he saw Hank back down on the Tracis that Connor started to understand. Hank may have had a pre-programmed sarcastic snark...but there was so much more to him. And Connor saw it all when he'd relented and let the girls run. He'd anxiously pulled out his coin in the car, letting it go into self-driving mode. He couldn't help but stare at Hank. Hank did something similar with his knuckles meticulously popping them over and over. Connor hadn't even known that androids could do that. Though apparently, the popping was to loosen up his artificial muscles or something.

Then there'd been Kamski. He'd forgotten exactly how Chloe could get that...odd plotting look in her eye. He paused at the door while Hank had gone into the room, the androids all looking the same. (Elijah.) And their eyes had met. They didn't talk about them that day. But she had that plotting look in her eye. Connor had seen when she'd asked Hank to shoot Elijah the way her shoulders tensed. (She loved Elijah now.)

He liked her new haircut...the shortness was nice. Maybe they could be friends again, one day. (Though they'd never get close like that again.)

Then there had been Cyberlife tower. The Fake Hank had led him there, and the gun in his shoulder-holster seemed a lot more heavy.

Then he'd stood their The Fake Hank's gun in his left hand, his own in his right. Never had he felt gladder to be ambidextrous. And oh, Connor hears Hank answer his questions correctly, and he shoots the right Android.

He starts crying silent tears of joy as he walks with Hank with all the freed androids. No one will know that he's a human probably. But he doesn't care.

Connor wasn't exactly the most emotional person on the planet. But he was full of emotions that night. He thinks that his father would be proud of him. All three of them. His birth, his adopted, and his android one too.

He doesn't walk the whole way there, instead with a barely audible 'Meet me at Chicken Feed.' He waits there till the afternoon of the next day. He walks slowly to Hank even though he wants to sprint. That hug feels so good.