Running Away Is Easy (it’s The Leaving That’s Hard)

Running away is easy (it’s the leaving that’s hard)

“ The memory of Connor in the Stratford tower. Of pushing Hank to the floor. Of Hank standing up as if nothing happened “good thing you were here, otherwise-“ of Connors motionless corpse, leaking thirium into the cold hard floor. Yea. No Fucking Thanks. That had been a fucking horrific experience, thank you kindly, and as much as he was so *keen* on seeing the kid bleed out in his arms, Not again. Never again, in this lifetime , if possible. Fucking machine. Hank shoulda stopped this far before he became too attached, and that was just the tip of the iceberg. He was steering his Titanic well away from that. Before he went down with the ship.”

OR

A month after the Android revolution, Hank and Connor are sent out on an undercover mission in Toronto Canada, posing as a father and son, in order to unmask a massive red ice ring. Hank doesn’t want to get close to Connor, not after everything, but unfortunately the Android has a way of worming under his skin. However, the further they delve down the rabbit hole, the more convoluted the plot becomes. There is more to this case than can be expected, Amd Hank isn’t sure this will end well

A fic I’ve started! I’m new to writing, and the fandom is pretty old, but who cares! I’m riding that hyperfixatin High!