JediFalcon: Thank you. Mira_Jade: Spoiler Answer... again, there was only one season, so no, they didn't tackle his mother finding out. Just his Dad... and, thinking about the mess of his real identity, one has to wonder how much of a factor directive two was in his saying nothing, and how much of it was the man not wanting to hurt his family with the horrors inherent with the truth. "Serve the public trust" covers a lot, I think. (And... you live near Ann Arbor? Awesome. There was looking at map involved when I decided to include other cities in Michigan. When I saw where it was in relation to Detroit, it was totally getting a mention! Am Lurlene McDaniel fan, love the One Last Wish books... two or three of which were set in Ann Arbor.) Week 16 – UDC 7 – Corporate Raiders Assume As she stepped out of the car and looked across the darkened parking lot, Lisa knew something was up, for the retired Captain Murphy never showed up at Metro South without a substantial reason for doing so. She sighed and turned to look at her partner, also getting out of a car. “Hey, what’s your Dad doing here?” The answer was straight, slightly defensive, and to the point: “Memories, perhaps. He was once a cop.” As it turned out five minutes later, he was actually there to start an investigation. Or restart one. Lisa wasn’t sure which it was, and maybe that didn’t matter. Misunderstand “We need more evidence,” Robo said pointedly after listening to his father ramble about Tessa Stark possibly having a connection to the odd raid on the phone company. “You know, if my son were here,” Russell began to say, and then paused in thought before looking at the cyborg with raised eyebrows. “He would say exactly the same thing. I don’t suppose robots can accept apologies?” Robo paused, considered the man in front of him. “Actually… I am an adaptive cyborg.” “Which means?” “It means… apology accepted.” Russell watched as the cyborg turned and walked away for a long moment before shaking his head. “Cyborg?” Confuse Coming home to an empty house, the word is still rattling around in Russell Murphy’s mind as he calls for his wife and grandson, and getting no answer picks up a picture of himself with his son. Looking at the smiling faces, Russell frowns and goes to the bookshelf, opens up the dictionary to the C’s and starts browsing. After a minute or so, he finds the word he’s looking for and can’t help but stare at the definition. “Cy-borg [noun]: A human who has certain physiological processes aided or controlled by mechanical or electronic devices. Origin: cyb(ernetic) + org(anism).” Deny Confused as to what it could mean that Robocop is a cyborg and not a robot, Russell Murphy sets the dictionary down, open to the page, and looks again at the picture for a moment. Could…? Then he shakes his head and turns to go look for something to eat. “No. I must be losing it.” But in the back of his mind, underneath the logic, that definition swirls around, linking to events of just before the cyborg had appeared from the depths of the OCP machine. And if Robocop was in fact a human underneath… who did they use?!? Admit He’d picked up the broken helmet after watching the cyborg basically run away from the scene after picking himself up off the ground and followed him out to where the police cars were parked. “Hey Robo! Robocop…” When the cyborg did not stop walking, Russell decided to try another tactic. “Alex.” The response was immediate and if it was possible for those metal shoulders to sag, they would have. Coming around to see his face, Russell was struck nearly speechless by the subdued expression as his son stared at the ground in defeat.