Wanted part 1
Discovery
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The rain pattered down on Detroit with feather like kitten steps. Falling on top of an Android who was holding a manual in his hand that made him...uncomfortable.
"Fertility: a Guide to Happiness For Omegas" "Owned by Android RK800 Connor" with his serial number engraved on the data pad that he held loosely in his hand.
He was staring at a window that featured "Motherhood Necessities" from maternity clothes to strollers and toys, they had it all for Omegas of both species. Male and female, human and android for all shapes, sizes and models.
He frowned at the figures with protruding stomachs, subconsciously brushing his own flat one.
"Arf! Arf!" The St. Bernard barked and pulled the Android from his thoughts. He turned and started to walk away from the store, his footsteps feeling heavier with each step. "I have to tell the Lieutenant." His voice sounded dead without his usual chipperness.
"I...have to...tell the Lieutenant." His lip started to quiver as he kept walking.
Walking towards the house of a man who helped him find out who he is, who he trusted deeply and who trusted him back. A human who he loves deeply as a partner of the DPD.
Hank bit his lip and kept walking with his head down and the data pad in his hand, before he knew it he was at Lieutenant Hank Anderson's house. Instead of letting himself in like Hank had allowed him numerous times, he knocked. Already feeling like he isn't welcome here.
It took a bit but the door finally opened "What the hell do you- oh, hey Connor. Back from your walk?" He opened the door wider, clearly the long silver haired old Alpha was drunk again for he would have noticed the look on Connor's face.
"Sumo had fun." He gave the leash over to the man. "I-i won't be coming here anymore, Lieutenant. I've requested a home of my own from Cyber Life." It was supposed to sound controlled and indifferent but his voice squeaked out like a cry for help. He let out a low whine which the Alpha responded to immediately and enveloped the boy in a hug. "Connor, hey Connor what's wrong? You've never whined before. I mean you're a Beta not a...a..." His eyes widened and he nearly sobered up. "Oh Connor. You're a-"
Connor finally broke down and felt his anger bubble up, causing him to throw the detective back "Yes, I'm an Omega! I was supposed to be a Fertility Droid but they fucked up and stopped the process to make me into a Deviant Hunter! I'm just a bio organic machine meant to make babies now!" He felt like his life was over. "I...I understand if you want to change your mind about letting me move in." He started to run away but got one step in before he could even try. "You're my partner, Connor. So what if you're an Omega? You're still you." Hank held him from behind with one arm wrapped around the boy's chest.
Connor grabbed onto Hank's arm "There's...something else. When we..." He wanted to say 'had intercourse' or 'slept together' but it was more than that. "Made love a month ago, when you held me close to you in your bed." He sniffled.
Hank kissed the top of his head "Take your time."
Connor held on tightly and placed Hank's other arm onto his middle with a shaking hand. "There's a fetus inside me by you. They said I'm two months along."
He didn't have time to react before he was spun around and Hank pressed his ear to his stomach. "Shit, you're not lying. I can hear a heartbeat." It seemed like then he realized what Connor said. "Wait, you're."
And that is how Hank walked into work the next morning with a large headache, a black coffee and a box of cigars for the DPD.
End Part 1