A gunshot ring out as you let out a gut retching scream backing against the wall as tears flowed down your cheeks.

“Detective, come here.. now. I just want to keep you safe.” Connors voice pierced through your thoughts with sharp consistency.

“You’re sick Connor.. you need help..” You choked out with a sob as your feet tried pushing you further away despite the fact that you were clinging to the wall.

He walked closer the gun still slightly raised as you let out a whimper. “my love for you isn’t an illness.. I don’t care what my programming or anyone else says..” He growled out as he finally reached you putting a gentle hand on your cheek.

You looked down at Detective Reeds dead body before he moved your face to look back up at him. “shh.. it’s okay don’t look at him.”