Deus Ex: Human Revolution – Adam Jensen & Demitra Callaway – "Thanks for Caring"

Location: Sarif Industries, Detroit
Year: 26th January, 2028

After the events at Panchea, Adam Jensen returned to Sarif Industries, after broadcasting David Sarif's message, and 4 months after that, just as he thought things were not going to get better for him, he met Demitra Callaway. She was the head of research at the Los Angeles' Sarif Industries. Now, instead of retiring, she had decided to move to Detroit where she was also, head of research.

Adam and Demitra as became close friends after their initial meeting. He would often drop by her office, they would go to lunch together and since she was staying in the same apartment complex as him, they would go home together. Demitra, since joining Detroit SI, had been trying to come up with a solution for easy implant bonding with human DNA, without the use of Neurophrozyne. But her efforts were proving to only be in vain.

It was yet, another quiet evening when Adam locked up his office and made his way to Demitra's office, so they could head home together as usual. Her office was below Sarif's penthouse office, but it was above the research felicity. She now had about 20 people on her team, and they were working as hard as her, but she was working harder.

Adam entered her office; it was of the same design as her old one: the main color was blue and stars were hanging from the ceiling as a form of decoration. Then, he caught the genius doctor asleep at her table; her head between her folded arms.

"Demitra?" He called out as he shook her. "Wake up."

Demitra sat up almost instantly. "Yes, David, I'll get it done!"

He raised an eyebrow. "My name's not David. It's Adam. I think we know each other that well enough."

"Oh…" Demitra rubbed her eyes. "I'm sorry, Adam. I guess I fell asleep…"

He raised an eyebrow. "Sleeping on the job? That's new."

"Yeah…" She tucked her hair behind her ear. "I've been up all night for a while, trying to figure out why in the hell can't implants successfully bond with human tissue," She glared at her computer, before looking back at Adam. "I've been at this for since I came here, Adam. It's almost impossible!"

"Oh come on," One corner of his mouth covered into a smile. "I'm sure you can do it. I know it's been a while, but you'll get it!"

She faked a smile. "You have more faith than I do,"

"Come on, Dem, don't be like that," He said. "Not all discoveries were made in months."

"I don't wanna spend the rest of my working life working on the same shit!" She whined, almost pissed off.

"Ohhh-kay," Demitra had broken out the profanities. And she wasn't the kind of person to swear either. That was a rare thing. Vulgarities would only slip out of the Greek-American woman's mouth only when she was in pain or really, really stressed out. "You're going home to bed, Doctor Callaway. You need to rest." Adam brought her to her feet by her shoulders.

"But Adam, I can't-"

"That's my prescription for you, Miss Callaway: sleep," He walked over to her desk and began to pack her handbag for her. "And you'll need lots of doses of it." He handed her handbag to her. "Go home to your bed to find it."

She took her handbag from him and smiled weakly, but amused. "You know, when you're not emo-ing, you make a good comedian. Just… don't try to take your act to Hollywood. You probably won't be funny there." She said, and walked towards her office door in a turtle's pace, massaging her head along the way.

"I do not 'emo', Demitra!"


Nothing was more hilarious than a stressed out Demitra, but this, unfortunately, was not much of a laughing matter: the poor girl's research was sucking the life out of her.

Location: Demitra's apartment, Chiron Building


"No excuses. Just go to bed. Don't even think about working until tomorrow."

"Ha. That's easy for you to say, Adam!"

"For your information: I do work,"

"Yeah right…"

"Just go to bed, Demitra," The two Sarif employees stopped outside of her apartment door. "You need the rest."

"Adam, you don't get!" She looked at him. "I need to continue working on this. No matter what it costs me. The implant rejection is a dangerous thing for people like me. Like Sarif. Like anyone else who isn't you."

Adam did not know what to make of that, but it made Demitra realize her unintended slip.

"What I meant is…" She sighed. "You don't have to worry about the glial tissue building up around your augments. The bond you have with the metal electrodes is unbelievably strong. Due to your genetic make-up. But the rest of us aren't so lucky."

"I would hardly call it lucky, Demitra: I was an experiment. You know that." His tone was solemn, almost offended and a little betrayed. Adam had confessed everything about his life, everything he had uncovered to the doctor, because she had promised to help him get through the whole ordeal that had been ruining his life. And she did. He had never left so worthy to live before.

"No, I meant-" She sighed, face in her hands. "I'm not making this easier…"

"Just say it, Dem," He incited her.

She looked up at those yellow-green augmented orbs. "I can't stop working, until I find a way for augmentations to work without the use of Neurophrozyne. I need to find something that makes it easier, something similar to your DNA. Until then... I can't stop, Adam. No matter how miserable I am due to my constant failings. I will find a way."

This woman's determination was incredible, but it was also taking away every ounce of her energy and time. Adam knew where Demitra was driving towards to, and as of now, he would do anything to put a smile on her face, and watch her succeed.

So he decided. "I know you will, Demitra," He gave her a smile. "But for tonight, just go to bed. I'll see you tomorrow."

"At the lobby?" She questioned innocently.

He held his smile for her. "As usual."

"Okay, Chief of Security," She smiled as well. "Goodnight." Her apartment door slide open.

"Night, Doc." He wished, before leaving her doorstep to walk over to his own. Tomorrow, his best friend would not have to worry about her research anymore.

A/N: After almost a year, and few Elder Scrolls fan-fics, I've decided to continue this Deus Ex fic :)

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