Hank knew something was wrong. Something was definitely wrong. But he didn't know what. But something sure was up with Connor, even after the time they had met after the androids had won. And Hank knew for sure something was up when Connor had out of nowhere started to panic when just talking with Markus, and now only a few days later when said android was reaching for something in Hank's drawer.

The gun...

-Connor, the fuck are you doing?"

At the sound of the lieutenant's voice, the android froze but didn't say anything. A curtain tension was in the air, and Hank started to feel nervous, even if he didn't know why, as the said tension grew and grew. When he had been about to try and talk again, thought that Connor possibly hadn't heard him, he answered without looking at him.

-H-Hank, p-please… get away from me."

The sound of his voice, something he had never heard from him except for the time he had that panic attack, when he was saying his name. He took some steps closer as he noticed Connor twitch slightly, almost as if he was nervous or was panicking again, the muffled barking from Sumo in the room he apparently had gotten put into, grew louder than before behind closed door. But Hank's attention was too much on Connor to pay mind to the panicked barking.

-What's going on? Are you-"

-Please, just stay away…"

But Hank's hand reached out to touch his shoulder, a bad move he came to realize when the android suddenly with full force pushed him away from him before his fingers even touched him, then the next second a loud gunshot was heard, the noise made it ring slightly in Hank's ears for a moment. His side hurt from the fall to the floor but as he gave a quick glance on the floor beside him, he noticed it could have ended worse for him. A mark was on the floor from where the bullet had hit. Ok, now he was really freaking out. As he looked up at Connor again, he was now standing, his gun aimed at him. But it wasn't Hank's Connor looking down at him anymore. It was an android out to kill him, without remorse, no real expression on his face, eyes ice cold with no warmth or recognition towards the man on the floor that was his friend.

-Connor, the fuck, it's me!"

-My mission is to kill you, lieutenant."

Connor's voice was as cold as his expression and eyes and he then moved to pick him up by the collar of his shirt to press him against the wall.

"And I always accomplish my mission."

Hank's heart slammed hard in his chest, close to leave his body. What the fuck was happening? Was this just another breakdown? Was he experiencing a glitch? Whatever it was, what had caused it and why? It was as if he had been turned back into who he had been when he had first met him.

-Connor, you don't have a mission, remember?"

He had no fucking clue what to do now, didn't even know what this was or what had made him snap in the first place. It was as if Connor's stare held him in place, and Hank knew that if he made one wrong move, he would die and despite Connor's smaller frame, he was much stronger than him. So Hank did the only thing he could really do, trying to reach to him.

-Kid, whatever this is, just stop."

Connor's LED now was switching to yellow and red like a broken traffic light, as if he was struggling with something. His grip on his shirt tightened, another shot was fired, but once again missed him. This time, it seemed more like it had been intentional.

-Shut up..."

For some reason, Hank felt as if the whisper wasn't directed at him, at least not completely. He tried again to say his name, ordered him to stop, didn't know what else to do and it did seem to work.

Something seemed to happen to Connor's gaze. It started to softened, if ever so slightly. He still hadn't pulled the trigger, so he must have reached him somehow. His hands were even shaking now, his eyes now staring right through Hank this time, not at him. As if him being there wasn't worth his attention anymore.

His LED now had turned into dangerous red, lightening up the room slightly like a little flame. Then he jerked, as if waking up from a bad dream or got a severe malfunction, before going completely still.

-Hank?" his voice was small, almost inaudibly as he let go of him, lowering the gun, eyes now holding fear and slight confusion. Hank swallowed before answering.

-Y-yeah, it's me."

Once he had said it and Connor saw the gun in his hand, his trembling got worse and it looked as if he would pass out any second, as if he had just realized he was holding a gun.

-I'm… I...I'm sorry…"

Stuttering, Connor wasn't supposed to stutter like that…

-No, no it's… just give me the gun, alright?" Hank stuttered as he walked closer, holding out his hand towards the weapon. Connor let him take it without question.

-There, dangers over." Hank soothed as he put it aside, trying to ease the androids panic. He was looking down at the floor, but Hank could clearly see his regret and sorrow on him over what had happened, his LED still red. Hank had seen him scared and upset before, but this was even worse. Now he was upset over almost killing him and Hank couldn't help but wonder:

What if he hadn't reached him in time?

-Hank, I…"

-Just tell me what the fuck that was, Connor. Did you have a blackout or something?"

If Connor was going to lie again, make an excuse, it would NOT work this time and he would not let this go. If Connor really hadn't been himself, in control just now, then something was wrong with him and he needed help, because Hank had a feeling if something like this would happen again, he would not be as lucky and bring Connor back. He went to put a hand on his shoulder again after a moment of hesitation, and this time he didn't push him away, but backed away from him, as if just touching him would hurt him. Hank let his hand fall to his side again. Connor had always been stubborn like this, as if ignoring things would make them go away, and at times like these, it sure was frustrating.

-Talk to me, Connor." he tried again, now much calmer than before. But he didn't say anything more, was walking away from him to the hall, get away from him. He ignored his calls and the next thing Hank knew, the door had slammed shut and Sumo was starting to bark again. Connor must have put him into the room so he wouldn't hurt him, but unable to control himself to protect Hank. At this knowledge, Hank immediately went to go after the android with said dog, it was a dark afternoon and was cold, but he didn't care. All on his mind was to reach Connor before he did something stupid.